Wandering in the middle of a top military tent, watching the monks patrolling or training back and forth, Chen Fan and Jian Yi were speechless.
Neither of them spoke, maybe they didn't know what to say, maybe they didn't want to break the silence, in short, the two of them went so far.
At this time, if you look from behind, you can definitely find that while moving forward, Chen Fan and Jian Yi are always separated by a certain distance.
As if it was an insurmountable gap, the two couldn't really get close.
Not long after, a sea of flowers appeared in front of my eyes, and the wild flowers all over the mountains and wild flowers bloomed in full bloom. The two people strolled in the sea of flowers as if they were in a fairyland.
"Unexpectedly, there is such a beautiful place where the two armies are fighting."
Chen Fan finally broke the silence with a loud voice, finally stifling the spread of embarrassment.
I saw Jian Yi biting Zhu's lips, and after a long time he responded: "I have been here before accidentally."
Chen Fan fell silent once again when he said this.
If Jian Yi had been here before, then she must have deliberately led herself here today, and for a while, Chen Fan didn't know how to respond.
Just standing in the sea of flowers for a long time, Jian Yi sighed, and a touch of misery appeared in his eyes.
With a wave of her big sleeves, a coffin appeared on the ground, and Jian Xin was lying quietly inside.
His eyes closed tightly, and his face was pale, just like when Chen Fan left.
"After the war broke out, I decided to take my sister with me. I know that one day you will come and look for her."
Jian Yimeng usually muttered to himself, but at this moment, Chen Fan had no time to pay attention.
So slowly approaching the coffin, across the thick crystal coffin, as if touching Jian Xin's cheek.
"Xin'er, I'm back. It won't take long before I can revive you!"
Chen Fan's voice was full of firmness, and his eyes were more solemn than ever.
Even now, Chen Fan couldn't forget the despair and dissatisfaction in Jianxin's expression when he was in the palace.
She still lingers in this world, and still feels unwilling to give up to the people in this world.
And Chen Fan is one of them!
At this moment, Chen Fan wished that Jian Xin could open his eyes, and the two of them looked at each other, but I am afraid that all of this was just a luxury. He could only stare at Jian Xin blankly without any response.
"Ugh..."
After a long time, Jian Yi sighed behind Chen Fan.
Chen Fa looked back and found that Jian Yi at the moment was already in tears.
"If I was the person who was engaged to the palace family at the beginning, and if the person who died in front of you was me, would you still be as hurt for me as for her?"
After hearing this, Chen Fan suddenly didn't know how to answer, and this groaning made Jian Yi even more excited.
"After the war is over, if I can survive, I will always accompany the ancient Buddha with the blue lantern from now on and disappear into the vast world. I wish you and sister happiness."
When the voice fell, Jian Yi turned and walked away, without looking back at Chen Fan.
However, Chen Fan, with his palm covered on the coffin, looked at Jian Yi's back in the distance, and he was silent for a long time without saying a word.
He can understand the meaning of Jian Yi, but Chen Fan has never been the kind of person who can tell the feelings in his heart.
In fact, even he himself didn't know what kind of feelings he felt for Jian Yi.
It seems to be a friend and a lover, but at a certain moment, Jian Yi in Chen Fan's eyes will slowly overlap with Jian Xin's figure.
Chen Fan was very afraid of such a situation, because it would confuse his feelings.
Jian Xin Jian Yi, no matter which one he failed, he couldn't allow it.
"Perhaps, only time will prove everything."
With a long sigh, Chen Fan muttered to himself while looking at Jian Xin who was quiet and sleeping.