The picture in her mind changed again. In the dawn of the wilderness, a figure turned towards her against the light in the wind and sand.
"Xiao Nanhui, are you afraid of being alone?"
The wind and sand blew away the person's hairband. She subconsciously reached out to grab it, but a finger touched her chest.
“This is the most complicated thing in the world.”
In the dim hall, she saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face slowly approaching. She had nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
With each breath, something moved closer. She could feel his warmth burning in the darkness.
"If love is hard to start, then hate is fine."
The night was still spreading, and she was in an intimate and suffocating embrace, and the cool breath blew away the fragrance of the old vines.
"Xiao Nanhui, you must never leave me in this life, and I will never leave you."
No, this isn't real. This isn't her memory. This isn't her.
But if she is not her, who is she?
His five fingers clenched suddenly, and the woman who was writing and the chaotic scene finally calmed down.
She left the attic as she wished, but the thousands of faces that had been roaring and noisy became silent. Then, among the thousands of figures, she saw him.
Everything stopped, and she slowly walked towards the end...
Xiao Nanhui slowly opened his eyes.
The sound of the wind stopped and the black flames disappeared.
Bai Yun's body was lying not far away, while Ding Weixiang and Yikong were lying a hundred steps away, their lives or deaths unknown.
She sat up expressionlessly, as if it took a lot of effort to stand up, then moved forward stiffly, every tendon and muscle in her body trembling.
At the edge of the deep pit, the shivering doctor in white raised his head weakly. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, and confusion and fear gradually emerged in his eyes.
"Xiao, Xiao Nanhui?"
The figure did not answer her, but continued walking towards the ruins of the pagoda like a zombie. After a while, he stood up and turned back.
Finally, she stopped and stood in front of the seriously injured and unconscious man.
The tears in her eyes had long dried up, and her dilated pupils seemed to have lost focus.
She slowly opened her left hand, and the Buddhist beads lay quietly in her palm.
Something was melting in her eyes. She blinked, and the light finally returned to her eyes.
Xiao Nanhui gently put the Buddhist beads back on Su Wei's hand, then gently bent down and opened his mouth silently.
She seemed to make no sound, or perhaps she made a sound but couldn't hear it.
On the way to Huozhou again, she asked him if he regretted not killing her.
His answer was: Some answers will not be known until a long time later.
At the time, she thought the answer was perfunctory, but now, she finally understood its meaning after a long time.
Some answers can only be known after a lifetime.
On her twentieth birthday, she met him, and her life changed completely.
If someone asked her if she regretted meeting him?
Her answer only became clear at this moment.
She never regretted meeting him.
If time could go back and the wind could blow up the prayer flags hanging in the main hall of Yongye Temple again, she would still be willing to take the fortune from those hands.
She never regretted it.
Even if he had to be the end of her life, she never regretted it.
She took out the pitch-black demon-subduing pestle from her bosom, raised it lightly, and dropped it heavily.
"Don't be afraid, I will always protect you."
In the dust, the jade seal, which was fluorescent green and translucent and looked like a living being, suddenly turned gray and looked like an ordinary stone.
The wind blew away the dark clouds, and the world was quiet before dawn.
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