Chapter 382: Love you, never regret

"So, what will Duanmuyang do?" Lan Jingshu asked the most critical question at this moment.
"I don't know." Xing Wuyun shook his head.
"I said, she can like anyone, but she can't like Duanmuyang." Wei Zimo, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said coldly, and then stepped away from the Imperial Palace.
Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo who was going away and whispered, "I have the same attitude."
"I always feel uncomfortable thinking about him." Lan Jingshu also echoed, "Especially when I see his looks, I feel more and more that this kind of feeling has never happened before."
Mu Hanjin and Wufeng were silent. Father Cat looked at Yi Mu's face and asked, "You still have to rest."
"En." Yi Mu nodded, and Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu immediately helped him up and left the emperor's bedroom.
Now that Duanmuyang has no deterrence, they don't have to stay in the Emperor's Sleeping Hall all the time. Father Cat looked at the windlessness, "I'm afraid this matter will not end so easily."
"What did I forget?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help but feel a headache. He closed his eyes tightly but couldn't remember anything.
No wind looked at him, "You shouldn't remember."
"Oh." Xing Wuyun sighed, "but, my heart always feels aching, what's the matter?"
The windless eyes looked at him, and he whispered, "Maybe you will remember."
"Do you have a way?" Xing Wuyun raised his eyes to look at her, and whispered.
"No." Wufeng shook his head, "but, I feel that since I have experienced it, it will leave traces when necessary, and maybe I will remember it in a specific place."
Xing Wuyun nodded, "You are right."
"Well, brother, you have a good rest, you have vomited a lot of blood these days." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, and then said.
"I am resting here." Xing Wuyun is too lazy to move now.
"Okay." Wufeng also felt very tired, and turned to look at Mrs. Cat, "All have a good rest."
"En." The cat nodded, but now, he is still worried about Feng Aotian's comfort.
Feng Aotian took Duanmuyang back to the city. It was an isolated town. She took him to the hut they built together, put him on the bed, and Duanmuyang slowly opened her eyes. , Her face was a little pale, and she looked at her with a smile, "Yan'er, if I die before you, will you be sad?"
Feng Aotian looked at him and replied truthfully, "No."
"Yan'er, it turns out you are still so cruel." Duan Muyang smiled and closed his eyes again.
Feng Aotian watched him fall asleep again, closed his eyes, looked down at him with the pulse condition, and walked out, standing in the courtyard, looking up at the scenery in front of her, this is her For the dream weaving for her and Duanmuyang, but, why does my heart hurt slowly?
She clutched her heart, and then sat on the wooden stool beside her, her eyes turned a little bit sore, she knew that Duanmuyang didn't have much time...
But, is it really over like this? Is it really over like this?
Feng Aotian was a little at a loss, just like she was a thousand years ago, she also raised her eyes so helplessly to look at the endless sky, and finally died alone...
Feng Aotian looked down at the pear tree. It was because they had buried the wine together. They had buried the same thing a thousand years ago, but they couldn't taste it...
Feng Aotian closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath. Isn't this the best result? She could not give the love she had for him a thousand years ago, but she realized his dream.
Leng Qianye watched the sky light up, and then he was relieved. Meteor turned around and looked at the slight smile on Leng Qianye’s mouth, and whispered,
Okay, now it’s raining and the sky is clear, so don’t worry too much ."
"En." Leng Qianye nodded, then turned around, and entered the camp. In the past few days, he had never closed his eyes, and now he is very tired.
Meteor yawned and entered the camp with the dog, lying on the soft couch and fell asleep.
Feng Aotian prepared clear porridge and went to the foot of the mountain to buy some food. When he returned to the mountain, he saw Duanmuyang lying sickly in the toffee, with his head up, letting the fallen leaves fall on him. On his face, there was a few breeze, and the snow-white brocade robe moved with the wind, misty as a fairy.
Feng Aotian paused slightly, condensed his mind, and walked slowly to his side, "What are you thinking about?"
"The memories are really terrible." Duan Muyang smiled slightly, "But, I really want to go back in time."
Feng Aotian looked at him and squeezed his cold hand, "Duanmuyang, when have you become so pessimistic?"
Duanmuyang opened his eyes, looked at her, and whispered, "Yan'er, I was wrong."
Feng Aotian didn't know why, when he heard these three words, a line of tears slid across his eyes, which belonged to the woman who had loved him once, but it was a pity that he waited for a thousand years.
She didn't know why God made such an arrangement, let her know the memories thousands of years ago, let her know, the miss and regret between them, is it to make up for his regret?
Still in the dark, the woman who loved him so much has been waiting for these words?
Feng Aotian looked at him and whispered, "Duanmuyang, Su Yan has been waiting for you, do you understand?"
Duan Muyang smiled and looked at her, "I always knew it, but I couldn't find her. Now that I found it, she no longer belongs to me."
Feng Aotian half squatted and hugged him into his arms, holding him tightly, "You are the only one in Su Yan's heart."
Duan Muyang raised his hands, his arms trembled, and gently hugged her, "Now I finally found it."
Feng Aotian suddenly felt that she was the plaintiff, and now she is the plaintiff who loved him so much. She just hugged him and whispered, "Take a good rest, I will be with you."
"Okay." Duan Muyang nodded. At this moment, he felt very satisfied and happy.
Feng Aotian just looked at him quietly in this way, and many pictures appeared in his mind, but they were very complicated. Now she can't tell who she is?
Is it plain? Is it Li Ying? Or Feng Aotian? What happened endlessly, but she didn’t have time to think about it, just letting the track go forward like this, she always thought that she was walking forward according to her own calculations, but invisible, there was a person Keep pushing her, who is the man behind the scenes?
Feng Aotian closed her eyes tightly, maybe, at this moment, she just wanted to wait for the flowers to bloom.
Until late at night, Duan Muyang woke up again. He raised his eyes and looked at her. He looked at the quiet face with his eyes closed in his arms, in a long white dress, with a faint smile on his face, time passed, such a picture, he Read it for a whole thousand years.
"Yaner..." Duanmuyang whispered softly.
auzw.com "En..." Feng Aotian woke up from his sleep, raised his eyes and saw Duan Muyang looking at her with a smile, the corner of her mouth hooked, and then said, "But are you hungry? "
Duanmuyang nodded gently, Feng Aotian had already got up, and soon brought the food, placed it on the wooden table, Duanmuyang got up and sat down, raised his eyes and looked at her, "I'm so happy."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a contented smile at the moment, curled his lips and smiled, "Just happy."
Duanmuyang seemed to have seen the old words, she always smiled so faintly, accompanied by him, he took the bowl that Feng Aotian handed over, and ate with his head.
Duanmuyang's complexion was much better than before, Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "Maybe your body will be well?"
Duan Muyang raised his eyes and looked at her, "Our January appointment now has 13 days left, right?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "But where do you want to go?"
"Yes." Duan Muyang nodded, "You know."
Feng Aotian closed his eyes and thought carefully. When they first saw him, he was attacked by the white tiger in a white snow mountain, and she saved him. Maybe at that time, fate would tie them together. , Entangled so far.
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "When will you leave?"
"Tomorrow." Duanmuyang replied with a smile.
Feng Aotian nodded, "I'm going to prepare."
Duan Muyang watched her get up and entered the room, raising his eyes to look at the remaining stars in the sky, he sighed faintly, "You cannot live by yourself, but how can he reverse this celestial phenomenon?"
The two hugged and rested for one night. Early the next morning, Feng Aotian and Duanmuyang left the city and headed to the snow-capped mountain they had first seen.
The Snow Mountain was very close to the city, and it took only half a day to arrive. They held hands and slowly flashed up. The snow in front of her eyes, but she felt open-minded like never before.
"Yan'er, do you think we can find snow lotus again?" Duan Muyang raised his eyes and looked at the endless snow mountain in front of him, and asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Feng Aotian answered firmly.
"Yan'er, I want to go back in time." This is the second time Duanmuyang has said such words.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Duanmuyang, are you still hiding things from me?"
Duan Muyang leaned on her shoulder, "Yan'er, I want to try my best to make up for my previous mistakes, but it seems that God made a joke with me, so I don't even have a chance to make up."
Listening to his words, Feng Aotian felt more and more strange. She watched him just keep walking forward, and she whispered, "Yes, I'll give it to you."
Duanmuyang stared at her blankly, "Yan'er, I won't let you regret it again."
Feng Aotian knew that there was something in Duanmuyang's words, but she didn't know that he sacrificed everything for this sentence.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance. The two slowly crawled. Three days had passed by the time they climbed to the top of the mountain. She turned to look at him, Duan Muyang's face was completely bloodless, but the smile was still So bright.
She squeezed his hand and whispered, "This place is really beautiful."
Duan Muyang leaned in her arms, closed his eyes tightly, and joyous laughter came from his ears. He raised his eyes to look into the distance and whispered, "Yan'er, do you know that the sky has changed dramatically after March?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded.
"I will stay here until that time." Duan Muyang raised his eyes and looked at her, "So, don't let me down, you must defeat Gong Yimin, you know?"
Feng Aotian looked at him with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice, "Then you?"
Duan Muyang looked at her, "If I didn't last until that time, it would be God's will, but I will try my best. Therefore, you must seize the world before the celestial changes, know?"
Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, I'll pick you up then."
Duan Muyang looked up at her, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, "Now there are ten days left."
Feng Aotian whispered, "More than ten days."
"Yan'er, I never knew that this miss is a thousand years. If there is an afterlife, I will never hesitate." Duan Muyang raised his eyes and looked at the snowflakes blowing in front of him, and whispered, "I, father Yimin, and you are destined to be entangled together. His love for you is no less than mine, but he used the wrong method. In fact, I know very well that in your heart, he actually has something for him. Emotional, isn't it?"
Feng Aotian was silent, he was right, she had the position of Gongyi Min in her heart.
Duan Muyang chuckled, "In the beginning, our miss was my fault, but do you know the reason?"
Feng Aotian nodded, "I know."
"So that's the case." Duan Muyang seemed to chuckle clearly, "Yan'er, the hateful person must be pitiful. He does so much, but he loves you too much."
"However, it is impossible for us after all." Feng Aotian whispered.
"Yan'er, we all love too much, so we hurt each other." Duan Muyang looked at her, "The fate of this life is the fruit of the previous life, and they are all your debts."
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Yes."
Duan Muyang closed his eyes tightly, with snowflakes falling on his face, cold and biting, but he just smiled faintly, it seems that only in this way can he feel that he is alive.
Feng Aotian leaned against his arms and looked up at him, "Duanmuyang?"
"En." Duan Muyang did not open his eyes, but responded softly.
"Have you ever regretted it?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.
"Love you, never regret." Duan Muyang said with a smile, "The happiest thing in my life is to get your love. The happiest thing in my life is that you are with me at this moment."
Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled. They all thought they were too carefree, but how did they know that the suffering in her heart, the entanglement of her past and present, made her feel exhausted suddenly, but she had to hold on, no For others, only for them.
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Today I drank some wine. A friend of the author suddenly asked me why you want to write a novel. I said I like it. She said she was too tired and didn’t want to insist anymore. I told her, if you’re tired, think about why. Persevere until now, remember, and don't forget your original intention.
It’s already the twelfth month of the Lord’s book today. It’s been a year since it’s been counted. It’s close to 3 million words. From the frenzy at the beginning to the dullness at the end, I have been thinking that I insisted on what? Looking back, I cried, because this is my dream. Writing is lonely. For a while, I suffered from depression and insomnia all day long, but I still insisted, I don’t want to give up. , Because I have your silent support behind me, thank you for being with me silently, although some have never talked, although I have never spoken, but I still thank you, it is you who gave me the courage to persevere, thank you !
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