The remaining colors of dusk made this stunning beauty even more stunning. She held the lapel of her clothes with one hand, so that only a hint of spring light could shine through, and stretched out her other hand to lift the young man's chin.
"When you like her, she is nice to you and gentle to you, but she never feels anything for you. That's why you will always miss her." The woman looked up and looked into the young man's eyes.
The young man was silent. He wanted to refute this sentence, but he couldn't.
Because, he knew that if he spoke, he would be admitting that he still had illusions about that person and it was his own wishful thinking.
He shouldn't have fantasies about anyone, let alone a woman.
"I don't know how." The young man was silent for a while and then slowly said.
"But I'm different. I like you, will be kind to you, be gentle to you, and will never refuse you." The woman spoke with a smile, her eyes dazzling and seductive.
Without waiting for the other party to answer, the woman reached out and untied the silk ribbon from the young man's waist, and gently pulled it off, causing the black hair to fall down.
The young man closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He stood up and hugged the woman. The two bodies were close to each other, skin touching. The heavy breathing sounds of both parties continued to rub each other with only an inch of air separating them.
The young man lowered his head and kissed her lips, which were delicate, soft, and sweet. However, just as he continued to taste the beauty's sweetness, a force pushed him back.
When the young man saw that it was the woman who pushed him away, he was startled and asked. "You rejected me? Why? You clearly said you like me.".
The woman pursed her lips, looked up into the young man's eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled, but there was a hint of sadness for no reason.
"Why do I suddenly feel that she is lonely?"
"Who are you talking about?" The young man was puzzled.
"Another myself." The beauty smiled, took a step back, looked into the young man's eyes, and suddenly whispered: "You have been hiding someone else in your heart. I have known about this from the beginning. In fact, I I never blamed you, and I don’t hate you, but I don’t know what to do.”
"When you kissed me, did her figure emerge? It's like...it's still her you're hugging, and she's still the one you're kissing."
"No." The young man shook his head and denied it. "It's you I love now."
The woman chuckled and said, "When I liked you, you were kind to me and gentle to me, but you never had any feelings for me, let alone this kind of love."
"I..." The young man opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he said nothing.
This is the second time the woman has said this. Perhaps that's why love comes so easily, so it's not taken seriously.
Last time it was the young man, this time it was the woman. All the wounds that the man had experienced were returned to the woman, but this time, it was a different person.
The woman suddenly smiled sweetly and said, "You don't need to explain, I don't need a reason. Because you don't know what 'like' means, and you don't know what 'pay' means. But I know that I love you very much."
"All I need to know is that I love you very much."
She grabbed the young man's hand, brought it to her lips and kissed it, and then said: "You know? We haven't been together for several months. I don't expect you to forget that woman, but I want you to know that Jiu Han When you need to meet the nectar, don’t you miss me at all?”
"What do you think?" the young man asked.
The woman bit her thin lips lightly and said shyly: "I only know that I will only wait for this rain from you."
She stretched out her jade arms, hugged the young man's neck, and slowly came closer, and finally her lips were in close contact with each other again.
At this moment, the young man's body trembled.
He didn't know whether he was right or wrong, or whether he felt love for this woman.
Perhaps, he just wanted to have a little farewell tryst, half-drunk and rejuvenated, to let go of the emotions of separation.
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She put her arms around the young man's shoulders, and traced the gaps between his teeth with her flexible tongue, teasing the tip of the young man's nose.
The young man's body became stiffer and stiffer. The woman in front of him gave him the ultimate temptation. In my mind, I couldn't help but think of that day many years ago.
He walked towards her through the rain of flowers flying in the sky, spread a bright smile in front of her, and said: "If you are willing, I am willing to spend the rest of my life with you hand in hand."
At that time, the woman was silent.
He waited for a long time, already knowing the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to hear the woman speak face to face.
"I... don't want to." The woman finally spoke.
Tears fell from the corners of the young man's eyes and he asked, "Why?"
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she said: "I don't like your gentleness, I don't like your kindness to me, it's too heavy, please let me go."...
"I do not want to."
His voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of unspeakable pain.
Her words seemed to still linger in my ears. His own words echoed around him at this moment.
His eyes were moist, tears rolled down from his eyelashes and wet his clothes.
He recalled again that the woman turned into peach blossoms floating in the sky that day.
The sky was originally blue.
The petals are bright red, like blood.
Just, is it really right to do this yourself? Why did he seem to be no longer curious about her the moment she turned into blood?
She is nothing but bones, blood, meat, intestines, lungs, stomach, liver, and kidneys.
Is this really correct? I should love that woman very much.
Even the stunning beauty in front of him, who was dripping with sweat and was riding on her body, asking for nectar, could not compare with her.
Yes, no one can compare with her.
The young man's breathing gradually became heavier, and his eyes became hot and blurry. He stood up, lowered his head, and bit the woman's delicate lips.
A passionate and passionate kiss.
Waves of charming gasps.
The young man's palm caressed the woman's fair and tender skin, all the way up, stopping at the top.
The woman frowned slightly, but did not push the young man away. Instead, she clung to the young man harder, as if hoping that the young man would hold her tighter and be more in tune with her soul.
The young man held the woman's face and stared at her with burning eyes. Just like many years ago, I stared at that woman.
After a long time, with a low growl, the woman's body froze slightly, and with a weak breath, she smiled lightly and said: "If in the end, she never had any resentment. Maybe... for her, it is... Where is the liberation?"
The young man was stunned, and an indescribable warmth surged through his limbs and bones, but his whole body felt as if he was covered in ice.
"I won't be resentful towards you either, because for me, this is also a relief." The woman beneath him chuckled.
"..." The young man was stunned.
"What are you still hesitating about?" The woman slowly broke away from the young man's arms, slowly lay down again, facing the sky, showing off her spring beauty, and slowly closed her eyes again, saying softly: " What on earth are you thinking about?"
"…….."
"Is it really right for me to do this?" The young man murmured after being silent for a long time, his eyes blurred with tears.
He was asking himself and this woman.
"Have you really forgotten her after all these years?" The beauty did not answer the young man's question.
"Maybe...I don't know. But I seem to have been waiting for her." The young man felt a tearing pain in his head and closed his eyes ferociously.
"Waiting for her?" The beauty opened her eyes and asked doubtfully, "What are you waiting for her?"
"I want to see her again to see if I'm really just curious about her. You know, she's just a ball of flesh, blood, and bones, but I love her like crazy."
"Why does she have such magical power..."
"Don't you already know, because you love her." The woman blinked, her pupils slightly dilated.
"As I said, I don't love her anymore. You and she are the same, you are all the same."
The woman's breathing gradually became heavier, and her pupils became dimmed and focused.
The original heavy breathing no longer sounded, and her face was full of disbelief. In those originally smart eyes, you can see that the young man's face is extremely ferocious, like a demon at the bottom of the abyss.
The young man looked at the peach blossoms that filled the sky many years ago.
The sky is no longer blue, it is blood red, just like the colors of the flowers in the sky, which is shocking.
The young man lowered his head and looked at the body on the ground.
Her face is like a page in a book, stirring in the wind. Page after page, they are all the most beautiful faces in the world. They are all the flowers and rain that have turned into romance, and finally, they are fixed on that day many years ago.
"The heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys and lungs...are all the same...all the same." The young man laughed.
"They all love me, obviously they are all the same...why don't you love me?"
"Why do not you love me!"
The young man was smiling crazily, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes. In just a few breaths, they turned scarlet, and in the blink of an eye, they turned black. …
The strange-looking man, who could be said to be ugly, walked into the forest step by step.
The forest is dense, the grass is green, the trees are vigorous, and their branches are luxuriant. He kept walking towards the mountains, stepping on the withered yellow grass under his feet. Occasionally, birds would fly by with fluttering wings.
Two leaves were twirled between his fingers.
This is his sword. If he encounters a crisis, he can slash it out at any time.
From the moment I entered here, I have been alert to the surroundings.
Because this is a celestial tomb,
He raised his head and looked at the clouds. Among the clouds, there was a faint golden glow.
Two days have passed and there is no danger. I also didn’t meet anyone else, nor did I feel the breath of the original heart.
However, he felt a little strange. The rumored sky tomb should be like the Nine Nether Hells. Why is there such a beautiful scenery?
Qiying felt something familiar, and suddenly, his brows furrowed tightly.
"It's...that place..."
