Chapter 199

The finger falls down slowly, begin from forehead, wipe off a little bit change face.

She can't see it, but it's clear in front of her. It's still in the clear water that her face is gradually washed away. A little bit of it shows her white forehead, jade like nose and pale pink lips. Her black and thin eyebrows are soaked with water. It's as dark as a feather. Her eyes are misty and misty. When she looks at people, she looks like a layer of blurred yarn Finally, a clear and beautiful face was achieved.

He stopped his hand, put down his cloth towel, gently bent his fingers, and began to caress his forehead. His familiar cool and delicate skin In a daze, he went back to Wei's mansion and pretended to be drunk. Either Shaoning and her secret society conspired to kill him in the dark room, or the abandoned palace in the last ten years of his mother's concubine, or she was in this room a while ago He was so close to her skin again and again, her fragrance, all her warmth and cool, engraved under the fingers, between the eyebrows, on the heart, so familiar, as to startle.

However, those familiar, from today on, really want to return to the origin, return to unfamiliar?

Some problems dare not think about, even touch even dare not to touch, in his life in the face of countless dangerous pain, he never fear, but now he is afraid of the fate of the cold, an answer can break people's heart.

His fingers, again and again in her face, or, after such a long illness and pain of her, in fact, has not recovered first delicate? But what does that matter? Feng Zhiwei is always Feng Zhiwei.

Hate oneself not to see, glad oneself, can't see.

If he really saw that pale haggard, how can he maintain the calm at the moment as usual?

The heart is so surging and turbulent, all of which are false, such as the reefs that have been eroded for thousands of years. The appearance is as deep as one, and the inside is already full of holes.

It seemed that someone came in on his knees and said in a low voice, "Your Highness Should we prepare... " Choked, unable to speak.

It's Yan Huaishi.

He turned his back to Yan Huaishi and put on the mask carefully. His fingers stopped at the side of her neck for a long time.

The pulse under the finger, a little bit of gentle down, he knew that soon, these tiny beats, will be like the spring that is about to dry up, gradually become weak and cut off, until it comes to the end.

How cruel it is to wait for the breath of life to dissipate.

However, at this time, he would rather count in such a voice, in the pulse of sound, recall all the encounter since the first acquaintance. In this life, he and she seem to cooperate with each other, but in fact, there is such a common intention in this life, it is better.

He quietly counted, curling smoke, not clear who than who, the color is more pale.

On the roof, Gu Nan Yi is blowing quietly.

The rain has been falling, inside and outside have been wet, for his clothes must be soft and not heavy, otherwise he can not bear, at the moment wearing such clothes, it is like torture, he has not moved, did not change clothes, did not leave the eaves with her.

Leaves flute stained with rain, blowing not so clear and bright, he in that intermittent flute sound, heard her gentle voice.

"Yes. I'm playing the flute and I'll follow your mark all the way to you

I didn't want you to blow it. Why did you plan to run away.

Across the roof tiles, it seems to be able to feel the bottom, there is a kind of heavy breath floating up slowly, until it is completely floating, scattered, maybe no one will play this flute for him in this life.

He felt the smell once. When the nurse died, the room was full of this smell. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to go.

Is she going to be like a wet nurse?

Will he never see her again?

What else does he have to do?

Gu Nanyi feels a little tired. He has been thinking about too many things recently. This is not his original self. In the past many years, his world has been empty, monotonous and orderly. He has never had so many doubts and anxieties.

He sat there in a daze, and felt that the breath rose a little. He frowned and suddenly turned over, lying on the roof tiles.

He weighed himself down.

Hold that breath and don't let it float!

Half of the people in the courtyard were staring at Ning Yi, who was silent with his eyes closed, and half of them were staring at Gu Nan Yi, who was lying on the roof in the rain.

Everyone wants to express their sadness, but they feel that it seems superfluous and pretentious to express their grief in front of these two people. They don't seem to be sad either. Gu Nanyi is different from ordinary people. Ning Yi doesn't even change his expression.

But it was in that deep silence that the sound of heartbreak was heard.

"Your Highness..." Yan Huaishi kowtowed again with tears in his eyes Ready... "

Ning Yi's hand trembled and slowly took it away. It seemed to be a very calm "Oh", but Yan Huaishi could hear some slight tremor and sadness.

Ning Yi move wave, Ning Cheng silent on the other end of a basin of water, Ning Yi light way: "you all go out, I want to give her clean body."

Yan Huaishi didn't think much about it. He retreated carefully, but Ning Cheng looked at him blankly and finally walked away silently.Ning Yi groped for Feng Zhiwei's clothes and carefully untied her buttons. Many times in the past, he tried to get close to this body, but only now he had no imagination.

Cloth towel stained with warm water, thin wipe, Tiansheng custom, deep love heavy husband and wife, death by each other clean body.

He pursed his lips and gently sketched the outline of her body with his fingers. This is the one she has never seen before and will never meet again.

My Zhiwei

"Crash!"

The paper door was suddenly opened vigorously, and the rain in the courtyard floated in. He turned his head in anger.

"Your Highness!" Especially clear and crisp voice, from the brave little widow, "there is another way!"

Three days later, when Feng Zhiwei finally opened her eyes, what she saw for the first time was that chrysanthemums were in full bloom on the window screen with rosy shadow.

What I heard was the sound of leaf flute on the top of her head. At the moment when she opened her eyes, it was suddenly bright and graceful.

All the birds in the yard are chirping and singing.

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