Originally, she had someone who could tie her hair for her, but she lost him herself. She pushed him away step by step. She didn't want to let him see her in such a mess, and lost herself for hatred, and finally embarked on the road of no return.

She looked down on Manyun, but she was not as good as Manyun. Look, isn’t Huayue so much waiting by Cang Wan now? Now she still has the pride to look down on others.

She was so arrogant before, but now she was so decadent. She once felt that the woman like Manyun who gave up everything for love was so stupid, and in the end she was just a white bone. The man who was happy never shed a tear for her, nor did she even fall in love. Perhaps in terms of love, if it was a love relationship, it was a wishful thinking. It was a wishful thinking. It was a rare thing to be happy with each other. Perhaps it was said that she didn't love her, even if you turned into a dry bone for him, she still had no love.

How arrogant she was in the past, now she is so in a state of disgrace.

Cang Wei is so smart that every minute she read cannot escape from his eyes.

Her distrust of him was so obvious. How could he not see the obvious evidence?

After all, it was just that she had harmed herself. What she wanted was nothing but her whole life and she had never obtained it. It was all caused by herself and had no way to do with others.

There is no way to be with others.

Looking at the unpredictable lake surface, it reflects her now decaying appearance, and there is no distracting posture of herself who was so energetic. Her appearance is born from the heart, and the calculations over the years have already worn out all her innocence and patience.

She suddenly felt what kind of good she was like to live like a walking corpse. If she could start over, she would rather die on that bloody night and would rather forget her hatred.

Before her death, her father also pulled the corner of her clothes, used all his strength but still said weakly: "Luo'er, let go, don't seek revenge." In his eyes, there were vicissitudes of life that she didn't understand.

My father is, he just doesn't want to ruin her life.

If she had been by Cang Wei's side, listened to his words, went to an ordinary place, and lived happily for the rest of her life, perhaps she would not be what she is now.

Look at her, she plans to plot, but there is always someone else outside of the world. She thinks she is the chess controller, but she has always been a chess piece for one person. What she sincerely treats her is just a snatch in the world.

But she didn't believe in him, it was so sad, right?

The wind was a little cold, and the clothes were rolled up and fluttering. The green palace dress swayed, like duckweed wandering in the water without roots and friends, but just ran blindly with the flow of water, and it was never stable forever.

What she wants is just a lifetime of peace, but why is it so rare and rare?

With a plop, the wine pot in her hand fell into the lake, causing ripples, but her heart was like a pool of stagnant water, and there was no other hope.

It was shaking that she fell from the jade railing into the lake water. She was blown by the breeze in the air. She found a moment of joy. Now she had nothing. The beautiful years, the happy boy, everything she worked hard to manage. The dream bubbles, like water falling into the pond, finally disappeared completely.

She closed her eyes and seemed to see herself wearing a scarlet wide-sleeved fairy skirt. She was hanging her hair and a charming young man in red clothes rode his horse. The sound of wind and the smell of wind and sand were heard in her ears.

Chiyun is not as prosperous as Junyi, with a large desert, but the desert is the place she and Canghua are most happy to go to. The sound of the rushing wind swayed, and she rolled up her clothes, as if she was back in her youth.

The vague boy in the dream suddenly became clear and penetrated into the bone marrow.

With a cry, she seemed to hear the sound of the flowers on the other side. The young man's warm voice was thinking in his ears: "The flowers on the other side bloom in the flowers of hell, the flowers bloom without leaves, but the flowers fall without leaves. Year after year, the flowers and leaves will never be seen."

"Flowers and leaves will never be seen." The cold lake water wrapped her whole body, but she let go of her hands and let herself sink to the bottom of the lake.

The bones at the bottom of the lake are full of white bones. Can the boy see you?

In the next life, I must meet you first. Young man, at that time I have no hatred and affection. Will you also look back and smile and call out: "Aluo."

In Cang Yan's clear black and white eyes, she had never seen love.

I didn't see it, but I just thought I saw it myself.

I hope that in the next life, they will have a good ending without complaints. There will be no such helplessness. She can let go of everything and chase the young man who used to be in her dream. She is only her Ah Si, her Ah Si.

The lake gradually returned to calm without any waves. Under the sunlight, golden light shone like broken sunlight blended into the deep water.

She wore a lake blue underwear and a blue brocade dress with a ball of patterns embroidered with a blue blue shirt, and came from a distance with an oil paper umbrella.

When Xiaolan arrived at the lake, she looked at the bottom of the lake with a little cold look.

There are many bones under the lake, but one person is left for you.

He stretched out his hand slightly, and there was a ray of orchid light surrounding his fingertips, unable to detour.

This was an unexpected surprise, but he had never thought that he could get this person's life from Cang Yan's hands. Things in the world are still extremely chaotic, probably the person you care about, but you know her fate but cannot be changed. That is a lot of sadness.

This is true for him, and so is Cangsi.

Sometimes, if you know, it is better not to know.

There is a saying that this is what it means that the most innocent people are probably children who don’t know anything.

If you know more worldly styles, you will probably be in a state of turmoil.

Xiaolan looked at the waveless lake a little coldly, shattering the sunlight above, looking a little elegant. However, she didn't know how many lives and how many bones had been lost at the bottom of the lake.

A thousand miles away, Cang Yan, who was playing the piano suddenly broke a string. The string dyed with blood shone a little bit of light, and it was very deep in the dark sun.

"After all, that's it." Cang Wei said this sentence with some pain, his face a little cold.

Master once said that the world cannot be changed forever, and the way of heaven cannot be reversed. Therefore, divination techniques have been a mistake from the beginning. If you know the fate of others, you cannot change it. What kind of suffering and torture are there? She knows all this, but she cannot change it. The way of heaven is ruthless and there is no way to change it.

Yes, divination can see what other people’s past and present lives are like. Knowing things that cannot be changed is just a little trouble.

It is better to know but cannot be changed than to know never.

"Young Master?" Hua Yue looked at the young master's hand that had already fallen blood. The bright red blood suddenly fell from the white fingertips, which made people feel a little panicked. Hua Yue was stunned on her face and couldn't help but make a sound.

The bright red blood fell along the fingertips on the strings, and the string seemed to be like a god. After drinking the drop of blood, it instantly became red and particularly charming.

But he looked at the young master's silent face again, and didn't know whether to go forward or not.

"No obstacle." After a long time of silence, Cang Feng smiled and said to Hua Yue.

But his tone was so forced.

Hua Yue hasn't seen the young master so disobediently.

Normally, nothing really touches the young master's heart, except for the one from Jun Yi. Then, it was still the one who had something happened to that master. Is it because the young master is like this?

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