Chapter 970

I saw it, I heard his voice!

The red light of the other shore flower passed through Mu Cangyun's hand and wrapped tightly around Feng Qingge's wrist. The colorful light also wrapped him in it. Looking at the familiar person in front of him, Mu Cangyun forcibly endured it. Excited in his heart, he reached out his hand tremblingly and stroked the familiar face.

"Girl, I'm here to pick you up." To pick you up from the world of your sea of ​​consciousness, you don't have to keep circulating in such a world, torturing yourself over and over again, you don't need to be so sad, you at least still With me, at least, we're all still alive, aren't we?

pick me up?

His black eyes trembled, Feng Qingge looked at the person above, shook his head and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go home." Mu Cangyun spit out the words of firmness. He hugged Feng Qingge tightly, afraid that in the next moment, the person in his arms would disappear again.

And then here, the cycle continues, doing the same thing, to blame, to feel uncomfortable.

Family……

Where is that?

My brain was chaotic and empty, as if I had forgotten a lot of things, and it seemed like I had remembered something, and I couldn't see it clearly. The seawater all around dissipated, and in the familiar Feng Mansion, the fat Feng Qingge was pushed out by a pair of hands behind him and just fell in front of Mu Cangyun.

Such a man who seemed to come out of the painting invaded her heart in an instant, as if the smell of sunshine was very similar to the breath of Hongzhe who had left, so warm that she couldn't keep her eyes open. It was this look, so deep, so thick, that she couldn't forget it.

Live and die together, solve the problem of this strange continent with him, look at him, sit in a wheelchair, that weak appearance, why is it not another her. So weak and so sad, what is there to cherish in this world?

"What's the use of my supernatural powers, and what's the use of my medical skills! Shennong Baicao, Huangdi's Internal Classic, because I specialize in medicine, but I can't even save my beloved ones. These medicines are all It's fake, it's all a lie, are you joking with me, Hongzhe, go to sleep, after waking up, we can see each other again..."

However, when I opened my eyes, the person I saw was not you, but another man, the one in front of me, who was holding her.

"A person who doesn't even have a family, what's the tie?"

"I can't give the world, but I can give you a home."

The sunshine under the tree is a little bit, and the familiar words are ringing in my ears, over and over again, so heart-warming.

Just like the original Hongzhe, whispering in her ear.

One you, one me, one baby, one home.

Now, without you, without me, with him, with her, can there be a complete home again?

He, not you, Hongzhe, and she, not me, Qingge. I have become another wind song.

On the day of reunion with Qing, a young man in Yushu Linfeng...

The person who came with Yuehua, walked around the world with a bow and arrow, just like him back then, with his immaculate temperament, so charming. It's not as good as the Mu Cangyun who walked out of the painting, but he is the person she loves the most in her heart, the one who she loves the most.

When we meet again, you don’t recognize me anymore. I’m afraid that I’m still relying on you like I used to, which will make you go on the same path. So, even though I love you so much, I still deliberately opened the gap between us. The distance, I would rather watch you go than feel uncomfortable after you die for me.

"Helanbo, I'm not worth what you do."

Yeah, not worth it.

In Chaoyang Sect, the person who resolutely turned around and left left only three words, sorry. And that one, forget me. Why, the same lines, she has heard the past life, but also heard this life. Why do the same words, the same people, say it to her on different occasions.

Sorry, forget me.

Those were the words Hongzhe left to her when she died.

Sorry, forget me.

This is what Helanbo left behind when he turned to leave.

The same is sorry, the same is forgotten, the same is so sad.

Compared with the death of Hongzhe, what she hopes more is that he is still alive, at least, without so much self-blame and sadness. Just why, this feeling is even more uncomfortable than his death. It was a feeling of trust, completely shattered. It was because she trusted him too much, so she desperately bet her chips, only to find that she lost nothing.

For everyone, all the chips have been bet, so it is so miserable.

She used to pray over and over again, she would rather Hongzhe never met her, so he was still there, but why, now that he really turned a blind eye to her, she was still so painful.

"Mu Cangyun, what am I alive for?" She held the person in front of her tightly, afraid that if she let go of her hand again, he would disappear in front of her eyes. She was afraid that she was the only one left. Here, continue to repeat such a picture, over and over again.

for what?

Looking at the person in his arms, Mu Cangyun frowned slightly, stroked Feng Qingge's long soft hair, and said softly: "If you live, there is at least hope, and if you die, there will be nothing left. Girl, when When you have ties, you stay."

"Tie down... Mu Cangyun, am I just living for hope? What hope is there, worth living for me?" All the people around her left, and she was left alone. Even if she was alive, then Also just the walking dead. What is the difference between living like this and following the living dead without thinking.

ridiculous……

That shallow smile appeared at the corner of Feng Qingge's mouth, so pale, with such a hurt look, Mu Cangyun, goodbye.

"Girl!" The phantom in his arms trembled, and Mu Cangyun's face sank. He wanted to grab the sinking figure, but he couldn't touch her. His fingers penetrated Feng Qingge's nihilistic figure, and the surroundings were once again plunged into darkness. Only the light of the other shore flowers remained, covering the space.

"Da..." The other side flower in the sky is so beautiful, so strange, but the petals above are falling towards the bottom, and the time is still going on. If he can't grasp it, let the wind light song before the other side flower withers. If they answer, then they will all die in such a repeated space!

"One you, one me, one baby, one home..."

"Don't die, don't leave me alone..."

"Shoot, why are you still hesitating! For us, love words are the most hurtful, how difficult is it to be ruthless? Hongzhe is still waiting for me, just treat me as a good person and send me to see him, okay? eh? Thank you..."

All the pictures were re-created again. Mu Cangyun was like a passerby, standing beside Feng Qingge and following her, walking forward in this spiritual world. He could see her, hear her voice, and feel her emotions, but he couldn't hold her, so he could only stand quietly.