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In the bridal chamber, red silk was hung all over the room, and the candles on the candlesticks were swaying gently.
Song Linluo was wearing a wedding dress. She stood by the window and looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky. Her eyes were full of reluctance. She sighed with a lot in her heart.
She and Xiao Yuchen were destined not to be together. Now she was very content to have come this far. She didn't dare to ask for more, let alone involve other people. Fu'an...you must be well and live well.
What can I do if I'm reluctant to leave? All good things must come to an end, and this moment is inevitable.
A cool breeze blew by, ruffling the strands of hair on Song Linluo's forehead. She turned around and stopped looking out the window. It was already dark, and Xiao Yuchen should be back.
Xiao Yuchen walked in with a glass of wine. Now that he had finally married the woman he loved, he was naturally happy. He said, "Luo'er, it's time to drink the marriage wine."
Song Linluo walked to the table, picked up the wine pot and poured herself a glass of wine. She picked up the wine glass and walked to Xiao Yuchen, smiling lightly and said, "Happy wedding, husband..."
The two of them linked arms and drank the wedding wine. Song Linluo turned around and put the wine glass back on the table, saying, "Achen, let me tell you a story..."
Xiao Yuchen put the wine glass on the table, walked to the bed and sat down, saying, "Okay."
Song Linluo walked over to sit beside Xiao Yuchen. She leaned on his shoulder and recalled the past, "I've known since I was a child that I had a fiancé who was arranged for me. He was from an aristocratic family, and I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. While other rich ladies were busy vying for his favor, I hid in my room and learned housekeeping. Finally, one day... I made a unique wedding dress for him..."
The pain from the poison instantly spread throughout her body. She endured the pain and continued, "I brought the wedding dress to him, but he said it was useless. Later... because of Bai Yueguang's words... he destroyed the wedding dress I made with his own hands..."
Song Linluo felt a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xiao Yuchen panicked instantly upon seeing this. He supported Song Linluo and said, "Luo'er...what's wrong with you..."
Song Linluo didn't reply to him. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she sobbed, "But now he loves me, and I finally got to marry him as I wished, and we even have a child. I should be happy! But why can't I be happy..."
Xiao Yuchen helplessly supported Song Linluo and cried, "Luo'er, don't say anything... As long as you are alive... I will bear all the suffering. You just need to live well..."
At this moment, Xiao Yuchen was really scared, and his hands were trembling slightly.
Song Linluo took a deep breath and said, "Achen, this poison has no effect on ordinary people, but it's enough to kill me... Mother once said that you and I didn't have a happy ending in two lives, so we had a happy marriage in the third life... But why... have we come to this point... Achen, too many lives have passed between you and me. Time has passed, and it's hard to undo what has been done... I feel like... I can't love you anymore..."
Song Linluo took Xiao Yuchen's hand and placed it on her face. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She groaned in pain: "I will take our child with me and leave... Ah Chen, I really loved you deeply... In fact, marrying you... is my last bit of selfish desire..."
Song Linluo's hands dropped, his eyes closed gently, and he died.
Xiao Yuchen looked at Song Linluo in his arms. There was no trace of blood on Song Linluo's face, and his skin was as white as a piece of paper.
Xiao Yuchen felt like his heart was cut in half by a knife. The pain made him unable to breathe. He picked up Song Linluo and walked out of the room.
If he had known that Song Linluo would do this, he would not have done it...
Now that Luo'er is dead, what's the point of him living in this world!
It was clearly a perfect match, but why? Why did it come to this?
Today is the Lantern Festival, a day for family reunion and national celebration, but it has become the day of his lover's funeral.
Xiao Yuchen walked out of the palace holding Song Linluo in his arms. It was April but snow was falling from the sky. The heavy snow fell on the two of them, and soon turned their hair white.
Xiao Yuchen seemed to have lost his soul, holding Song Linluo's body and walking step by step.
The heavy snow dyed the entire dynasty white, as if it was bidding farewell to Song Linluo.
Xiao Yuchen held Song Linluo and walked up the mountain where their fate had begun. The two families had originally decided on this marriage here, and now it was time to return to the starting point and say goodbye to this fate.
Walking up to the top of the mountain step by step, the biting cold wind scraped every piece of his flesh like a piercing knife, like a punishment. Xiao Yuchen endured the pain all his life without saying a word. The pain in his body was much lighter than the pain in his heart.
The top of this mountain is no longer what it used to be. There used to be a dilapidated temple here. Although the temple is dilapidated, there are still many people who come here every day to burn incense and pray for blessings, and there are also monks guarding here.
Now there is only one red plum tree left here, and nothing else. The red plum tree stands tall in the snow, with gorgeous flowers blooming on its branches.
Xiao Yuchen placed Song Linluo under the red plum tree. A monk came over, twirling his Buddhist beads, and sighed, "Two unhappy lives have resulted in a happy marriage in the third. The matchmaker's red thread ties this life together, planting the seeds of fate under the Bodhi tree. Don't say monks don't understand love; we only wish for a happy marriage."
Then the monk shook his head and turned to leave, chanting "Amitabha, good, good..."
Xiao Yuchen wanted to ask something, but in the blink of an eye the monk had disappeared into the snowy mountains, as if he had never been there.
Xiao Yuchen pursed his lips, walked over to sit next to Song Linluo, and said reluctantly, "Luo'er, after all these years, I wonder if you still remember this place... We once arranged our marriage here..."
Xiao Yuchen leaned on Song Linluo's shoulder and smiled, but hot tears had already fallen. The tears splashed on Song Linluo's wedding dress. He said, "Luo'er, we have missed too much in this life. I will definitely make it up to you in the next life..."
An unknown amount of time had passed before Xiao Yuchen was numb from the cold. He closed his eyes slightly as if to find relief, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Luo'er. The Yellow Springs Road is too cold. Your husband will be there to accompany you and the baby..."
Xiao Yuchen froze to death here.
The cold wind whistled past, and a red plum blossom fell on Song Linluo's body.
I don’t know how many years have passed, but it has been snowing on this mountain all year round and it has never stopped. No one has ever set foot on this mountain. The red plum blossoms on the mountain are still standing tall, but there are no longer two people under the tree. Instead, there are two flowers.
Two flowers grow together, relying on each other for survival——
End of the article~
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