Qin Wuyan sat up excitedly, his eyes were hot with excitement, and reached out to grab her wrist: "Xiao Yu, you are Xiao Yu, you finally came back to life."
However, the woman's body drifted back like the wind, avoided his touch, and stood by the window.
The cold moonlight shone on her face as pale as snow, she looked at Qin Wuyan, her voice was quiet, calm and calm, like an ordinary farewell, "Ah Yan, it's been so many years, please let me go , and let yourself go."
Qin Wuyan's eyes suddenly became moist: "Xiao Yu, I miss you so much, for the past ten years, I have been thinking about you all the time.
I did everything you wanted me to do, I became the person you once expected me to be, and it took me so long to wait until you took the initiative to come and see me..."
"Ayan, forget about me, and live your own life happily."
"Without you, how can I be happy? I want to let you go, but I can't, and I don't want to let myself go..." Qin Wuyan looked at the erratic figure, and lifted The gauze tent reached out to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, since you are back, let's live a good life in the future, okay? I don't want to be separated from you anymore."
Zhuang Xiaoyu smiled miserably, and two lines of blood and tears welled up from his eyes: "Ayan, death is like a lamp going out, I'm just your obsession, you should let it go."
Qin Wuyan looked at the two lines of blood and tears flowing down Zhuang Xiaoyu's cheeks, and immediately panicked: "Where is the medicine, where is my medicine, why are you bleeding again?"
In a panic, he searched everywhere for the medicine bottle that Mo Siyu had left for him, but he couldn't find it anyway.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice became weaker and weaker, "Ayan, look at me!"
Qin Wuyan raised his head in a daze, and saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips and nasal cavity began to ooze blood, and the woman's voice became more and more ethereal: "Your beauty is withered, please let me rest in peace!"
The woman's pretty face just now collapsed quickly, and the skin began to rot, and soon became a bone, and the bone turned into a handful of ashes, which floated out of the window and disappeared without a trace.
"Xiao Yu!" Qin Wuyan woke up from the nightmare.
Thick cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead, and he looked sideways at the person lying beside him, feeling empty in his heart.
He suddenly became manic, walked to the window, looked at the dark and quiet night sky outside, thought of what Zhuang Xiaoyu had said to him in the dream, swept the things on the table and said angrily: "It's been so many years, you I seldom enter my dreams, and only come once with great difficulty, just to let me let you go.
I let you go, who will let me go?
You left me so suddenly, abandoned me like a shoe, and left me alone in this world, begging you to wake up...
Why don't you ask me how I've been without you all these years?
Even if there are bright purples and reds in this world, in my eyes, they are just gray and white. Even if there are beautiful skins in this world, they are just a human skeleton in my eyes...
You said you forgave me, but since you forgave me, why didn't you take me away with you?
The previous high priests in the city this month seem to have been cursed by the gods, and no one will end well. My life in this life has long been predestined by the heavens.
No one will accompany me to the end, you don't want me anymore, even you don't want me..."