Chapter 193: The sky is like a mirror—like someone, it ’s really impossible.

If you haven't met her, just fine.
Wu Tianrujing once thought so.
If you have never spoken to her, if you have never heard her voice, or if you have never even seen each other ’s faces, that would be great.
But if that is the case, he may have another kind of regret and regret, or he may not even know regret and regret, and just live like that.
In that case, can't you feel the abundance and colorfulness of life?
Tian Rujing has seen a lot and knows a lot. The things contained in his bracelet make him have a broader horizon than ordinary people. He knows the history of the next five thousand years, he knows what will happen in the future, and he has watched those who will make sound Video (TV series movie video), have seen many kinds of life.
But it was someone else's, he just watched silently without touching it.
如 Just like the blue light cover that often protects him around the body at the same time, the round and perfect space has no slight gap, and the distance that is isolated from others is his world.
But she invaded his world.
At an inappropriate time, from an unexpected angle, broke into a person who should not break in.
Because of her, the soft fragrance was filled into her breath, and the splendid brilliance was seen in her eyes.
I used to feel like an unreal heartbeat.
But this is not right.
She is someone who must die.
The thoughts pinned on a doomed person are like mirrors and flowers. Someday there will be a broken ground.
I have bet on the mind that I ca n’t take it back. He can only restrain it. There is still nothing strange on his face, but he rejoices in seeing her again and again.
But this is really wrong.
If there is a person, from the moment he has a memory, he is constantly told about his mission to come to this world. Repeatedly, engraved in his mind over and over again. Like the invisible curse, he dominates his will and soul.
He first intervened in the affairs of the government for the first time, and designed to create a barrier between the emperor and her, for his own duties, perhaps from his fear of instability in the future.
He knew she was going to die, and that day would come soon, but he didn't know. How should we face that day, if we only imagine for a moment, we will be sad to forget to breathe and hate ourselves deeply, but we have to do so.
Every time after that, he was rejoicing and scared every time he received her invitation. The joy was because he could see her again, but the fear was because he wanted to see her again. He wanted to see her more, but he was afraid to see her sad or accused eyes.
Reason and emotion split him into two halves, half struggling with thoughts and pain, generally holding on to his duties coldly.
The more Xun wanted to get out, the more he got stuck.
Alas, he was getting breathless. This is already the case. He really doesn't know how he should spend the long years after she died.
Until he went on an appointment with his brother Yue Jiefei at the same time.
Before he went to Princess Mansion, he noticed something was wrong, until he met her eyes, that was stubborn, unwilling, and even had a stern and bold look ... How could he think that she had given up completely What about resistance?
She is not that easy to lose heart!
Although she tried to hide. But how can we escape the attention of those who care?
But what will she do?
When she filled him with wine. There was finally a trace of realization and solitude in my heart-so it was.
In front of the eyes is the beautiful wine, or wearing poison.
Did she hate him so much?
The whole body's blood was cold. It seemed to be completely frozen in the harsh winter, and after a long time, he returned to God.
If he did what she wanted, would she have a little bit of nostalgia and sadness?
If this is what she wants, then ...
it is good.
Suddenly, the surging emotions overwhelmed everything. He forgot everything and saw her nervous expression, a sour heart, and raised his glass.
Tong Ming knew that it was bitter poisonous wine, so he had to drink it calmly.
I was so cold, but it was burning like a fire. The moment I entered the throat, the bitterness made him almost cry.
This is the poison wine she gave him.
He is willing to drink.
I don't speak and regret it.
The next second and third cups, he did not hesitate, the movements of fingers and arms were stable, as if this was his destiny.
When the unexpected dizziness came, he had no fear or anger at all, just as she wished, in the warm fragrance, fell to the soft carpet.
Let ’s do this. If she died before her, she might be calm and happy. She wo n’t have to be sad anymore, and she wo n’t be able to breathe dullly.
I like a person, that's really, totally, totally helpless.
He cannot dominate with reason, nor can he dispel it with strength.
But he will remain silent until he brings this secret into the dust. How much joy and sorrow, how much admiration and sadness, and how coldly desperate were all in the closed eyes.
She will never know.