Chapter 49 Section Thirteen

Lan Yue'er dragged her heavy steps back to the house on Fangxin Bridge.Yan Guxing was still sleeping, the fire was still warm, and there were still two wine glasses he and Chidi had used on the dinner table, but everything was different. She sat down beside Yan Guxing, feeling her legs were trembling all the time, her body was weak, and the place where Chidi was wounded was like burning pain.Yan Guxing buried his head in his arms, as if casting a sleeping spell on someone.She looked at the nape of his neck with his head lowered, and smelled a pleasant and sweet breath.If Yan Guxing knew that she killed the old shepherd, would he forgive her?Never again.

Tired tears came to her eyes, her lips trembled, and she breathed out slowly towards the back of Yan Guxing's neck, leaning her face against his skin, listening to his deep breathing, as if she had experienced this moment in her previous life. The midnight star still hung in the morning sky, and the coldness in her heart made her unable to close her eyes.She sobbed next to him, tears wet the back of his neck.It turned out that the blood she sucked nourished the evil soul all the way, and she was like a wild beast when she was angry.She was angry with herself for being cruel.The hand that caressed Chichi's eyes seemed to have grown a pair of half-blind eyes in the palm, staring at her at the moment.She dared not look, clenched her fists and trembled.

She felt bone-chillingly cold, and the flames in her heart were like flowers fluttering in the room. She stretched out her hand that hadn't touched the red ground, and caught a burning flame.The flame of love floated in her palm, it was rose red, like an upside-down heart, she put it on Yan Guxing's head, it was her heart. Who does she live for? She had blood on her hands trying to keep him by her side.She will bear the guilt of her whole life and live in darkness forever.She can no longer live without him. However, the old shepherd said that vampires cannot be with people.This time, she won, obviously a miserable victory.However, next time, there will inevitably be a stronger force that wants to separate her and Yan Guxing.

Slowly her face moved away from the nape of his neck, and she gazed at him with a trembling smile.There is only one way to keep him by your side forever.She caressed the back of his neck, and as long as she made a wound on it, and then made a wound on the palm of her hand, and dripped blood into his wound, then there would be no power to separate them. She scratched the nape of his neck lightly with her nails, her hand trembled on the nape of his neck, and a look of sadness crossed her face.Turning Yan Guxing into a vampire like herself, she smiled sadly, that is eternity. Her nails scratched the nape of his sleeping neck, and her hands trembled more and more.

"Would you hate me?" she asked with a forlorn smile. He was asleep and unable to answer her questions. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she bit her lip and sobbed.The bat hanging on the roof beam glanced at her, and the voice was infinitely sad, as if urging her to do something. With tears and snot dripping, she sang that song in his ear: Without you, there would be no me From now on, there will be no old age, no parting, no time, no passing away, there is only one thing, except it nothing else but wit... Everything that is about to become is contained in lovesickness... Blue butterflies flew over, a pair flew around her and Yan Guxing, a flame of love hung between them, the first bell of the dawn came from the church in the distant mountain, and white snow poured in from the window came, and covered the floor beneath her feet, where white flowers bloomed.

"Together we will cross the sea of ​​time and never be apart," she said to him, with tears of happiness. Her trembling hand scraped lightly on the back of his soft neck, bloodshot out, she let out a cry of surprise, and suddenly withdrew that hand, staggered back from the chair, all the way back to the fire.How could she have such an idea?How could she be so selfish, asking him to endure the eternal pain and the torment of the long night with her? Weeping, she put her hands into the firewood in the stove, but what she smelled was the breath of flowers, and her hands were not damaged at all.She wanted to punish herself, but how stupid was the method?She wept with her face in her hands, trembling all over.The blue butterfly flew away, and the flame of love was extinguished, leaving only one in her heart.

Yan Guxing woke up slowly at the dining table; he patted the back of his neck, which was tired from sleeping on his stomach, and saw that the ground was covered with snowflakes, and it was snowing heavily outside. "Snow is flying in," he said, getting up to close the window. She quickly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve and turned around.Yan Gu walked up to her, saw her swollen eyelids, and hurriedly asked her. "Why are you crying?" "I'm a little uncomfortable." She smiled weakly. "Your face is so pale." He touched her face, which was very cold.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" He asked with concern. "It's better now," she replied. "You don't eat, how can you be in good health." He blamed her with a pity tone. Later, he found that the old shepherd was not in the house. "Where's uncle?" he asked. "He's gone." She knew he would ask. "When did you leave?" He was startled. "Going by boat early this morning." She turned away and threw a log into the fire, knowing that this moment would come, but her heart was still pounding. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"It's uncle who said not to wake you up, you slept soundly." She turned her head and said to him. "Did he say where he was going?" he asked. "He didn't say that." She replied guiltily. He looked disappointed, wondering why the old shepherd refused to stay. "Maybe uncle is used to being free," she told him, lying to cover up her crime.How she hated herself. "But he is so old and his eyes are bad." He was worried, feeling that he had not repaid the old man well. "Uncle asked me to tell you, don't worry about him. He won't ask, there is a sensible bird with him." Her dry lips trembled slightly, thinking of the sheep with eight hooves lying on the ground with the wizard.

Yan Guxing smiled, showing the innocence of the world, and said: "That little bird can only do divination." "He will never understand that dark world, nor will he yearn for it," she thought to herself. He held her cold hands, took a deep look at her, and said, "You need to eat more in the future, you know?" "I don't have anything to like," she said childishly. "Then, eat me." He smiled, and put her hand on his chest. "You can eat my heart and drink my blood," he joked. With tears in her eyes, she said: "That's going to hurt."

"I'm not afraid," he said with a charming smile. She wept on his chest. "I will not drink your blood," she told him. He would not know what a painful oath it was.They will not be able to cross the vast sea of ​​time together.I would rather lose than hurt my lover. The long loneliness in the dark night will be accompanied by happy memories.The flame of passion in her heart burned even hotter, making her body hot. "You're much warmer." He held her in his arms, thinking that his own body temperature had warmed his lover. Blossoming crimson passion flames flew behind his back.He hugged her and danced around on the snow-covered floor. The church on the far mountain rang the second bell at dawn, but a couple of lovers in the house thought that love was a heavenly salvation. The white snow melted into the fresh green of early spring.Their dance has been dancing, as if dancing from ancient times to eternity.When summer came, the cherry orchards on the mountain were full of fruits, which were as red as blood, and she dared not eat them.