Chapter 40 Chapter Thirty-Nine

Another dawn. The city had just begun to wake up, and Fu Hongxue had already entered the city. On the road into the city, there are already many people, there are barefoot vegetable vendors pushing carts, fishermen carrying fish baskets, butchers who drive pigs and sheep to the city to sell...their life is Ordinary and healthy, just like their people. Fu Hongxue looked at their plain faces shining under the sun, and suddenly felt an indescribable envy in his heart. Others are looking at him, maybe envious of his leisure. But who can understand the suffering and trauma in his heart. Although the burden on these people's shoulders is heavy, who can compare to the burden on his shoulders.

A hundred loads of fresh fish and vegetables are not as heavy as a single point of hatred. What's more, when their burdens are all relieved, his burdens will never be let go. Fu Hongxue was walking slowly on the long street when he suddenly longed for a bowl of hot noodles. This desire suddenly became stronger than anything else. After all, humans are humans, not gods. A man who thinks he is God is probably the most foolish man. At this moment, what Fu Hongxue was looking for was no longer Ma Kongqun, but a noodle stall. He didn't see the noodle stall, but he saw a white linen cloth two feet long and three feet wide.

The white linen cloth was erected with two green bamboo poles and hung horizontally on the long street. The words written on the white linen cloth were dripping with ink, as if it hadn't completely dried. There are only fourteen characters, fourteen shocking big characters: "Fu Hongxue, if you have the guts, come to Jie Fu Fang." Jie Fu Fang is a very tall chastity arch, which looks like it is carved from white jade in the sunlight. On both sides of the archway, there are some tall and low buildings, the windows are all open, and every window is crowded with people. They were looking at the twenty-nine people standing in front of the chastity archway.

Twenty-nine men dressed in white sackcloth, with white sackcloth tied around their heads. These people include men and women, old and young, and each one of them holds a bright ghost-headed sword upside down. Even a ten-year-old child has such a big knife in his hand. The knife in his hand was almost longer than his man. Everyone had an indescribably tragic look on their faces, like a group of warriors who were about to go to the battlefield to fight the enemy desperately. Standing at the front was an old man with a purple face and long beard, and his son-in-law and grandchildren were obviously behind him.

He is already an old man, but standing there, his waist is still straight. The wind blew his long beard and rolled it like silver threads, but his eyes were bloodshot. Everyone's eyes were on the end of the long street. They were waiting for a man and had been waiting for two days. The person they were waiting for was Fu Hongxue. Since this group of people appeared here, everyone knew that something amazing was going to happen here; everyone also knew that this kind of thing would never be pleasant, but they couldn't help but watch. Now everyone is whispering. "What kind of person are they waiting for? Will this person come?"

This question has been discussed for two days and has never been answered.Of course no one dared to ask them. Suddenly, all voices stopped. A person was walking slowly from the end of the long street.The way he walked was strange and strange, because he was a lame man, a very young lame man, with a very pale face and a very black knife. Seeing this knife, this purple-faced and long-bearded old man immediately showed a terrifying murderous look on his face. Now everyone knows that the man he was waiting for has arrived. Fu Hongxue tightly held his knife in his hand, and stopped a foot away.

Now he saw who was waiting for him, but he did not know who they were. The old man with a purple face and long beard suddenly shouted, "My surname is Guo, and my name is Guo Wei!" Fu Hongxue had heard this name before. "Magic Sword" Guo Wei was originally a very famous person in the martial arts, but since Bai Baiyu's "Magic Sword Hall" rose up in the world, Guo Wei's word "Magic Sword" has changed. He didn't want to change himself, but he had to.Because there is only one "magic sword" in the world, and that is Bai Tianyu's sword!

Guo Wei said: "Are you the descendant of Bai Baiyu?" Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." Guo Wei said: "Very good." Fu Hongxue said, "Are you looking for me?" Guo Wei said: "I have something to tell you." Fu Hongxue said, "I came here to listen." Guo Wei also held his knife tightly, and said, "I was also the one who killed your father outside the Plum Blossom Temple that night." Fu Hongxue's face suddenly tightened. Guo Wei said: "I have been waiting for his descendants to take revenge, and I have been waiting for nineteen years!"

Fu Hongxue's eyes were bloodshot: "I'm here!" Guo Wei said: "I killed the Bai family, if you want revenge, you should also kill the entire Guo family!" Fu Hongxue's heart was already tightening. Guo Wei's eyes were already red, and he said sharply: "Now our family is all waiting for you here, if you let one person live, you are not worthy to be Bai Baiyu's son." Standing behind him, his sons-in-law, sons-in-law and grandchildren all stared at Fu Hongxue with wide-eyed eyes.Everyone's eyes were red, and some even trembled from nervousness.But even his youngest grandson puffed up his chest, and he didn't show any intention of evading and shrinking.

Maybe he was just a child who didn't know how terrible "death" was. But who could kill such a child? Fu Hongxue's body was also shaking, except for the hand holding the knife, his whole body was shaking non-stop. The long street was so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard. The wind blew a yellow leaf, and I don't know where it came from, rolling under their feet. Even the rising sun seemed to carry that terrifying murderous aura! Guo Wei shouted, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you come here and do it?" Fu Hongxue's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.

He cannot pass.It's not that he doesn't dare - he lives in this world for revenge! But now, looking at this strange face in front of him, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart that he had never felt before. He has never even met these people, so why does he have the kind of hatred that can only be washed away with blood? Suddenly, a sharp scream pierced the terrible silence. The child suddenly rushed over with a knife in his hand. "If you want to kill my grandfather, I will kill you too." The knife was even heavier than his man. He ran wildly with a knife in his hand. His posture was originally clumsy and ridiculous, but no one could laugh. This kind of thing can't even cry. A tall and tall young woman, who was obviously the child's mother, saw the child rushing out, her face turned into a blank sheet of paper, and she couldn't help but want to rush out too. But a big man next to her held her back, and the big man himself had tears in his eyes. Guo Wei looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, shouting: "Okay, good boy, you deserve to be surnamed Guo!" Amidst the stern laughter, the child rushed to Fu Hongxue and slashed at Fu Hongxue. He slashed so hard that he almost fell over himself. As long as Fu Hongxue raised his hand, he could blow the knife away, and as long as he raised his hand, he could make the child's blood splatter everywhere. But how could he raise his hand! Hate!Incompatible, irreconcilable hatred! "You killed my father, so I want revenge!" "You want to kill my grandfather, so I want to kill you too!" It is this kind of hatred that makes two complete strangers fight to the death! Why is there such a terrible hatred in the world, why should this hatred be cultivated in the heart of a child? Could it be that the hatred in Fu Hongxue's heart was cultivated in this way! If this child doesn't die today, won't he become like Fu Hongxue when he grows up in the future! Who can explain these problems? The ghost knife gleamed in the sun. To be stabbed by him, or to kill him?If it was Ye Kai, this would not be a problem at all, he could dodge, catch the child and throw him three feet away, or even ignore these people and walk away. But Fu Hongxue couldn't do it.His thoughts are stubborn and extreme. When he thinks about a problem, he often gets into the corner of the horn. At this moment, he even wanted to be stabbed and die here.Then all the hatred, all the contradictions, and all the pain can be resolved immediately. But at this moment, the child suddenly let out a miserable cry, and fell on his back. The knife in his hand flew out, but a stream of blood splashed out from his throat, and a short knife flew from nowhere and was stuck in his throat. No one saw where the knife came from.Everyone is paying attention to the ghost-headed sword in the child's hand! Since no one saw where this dagger came from, it must have been issued by Fu Hongxue. This child was only ten years old at most, how could this pale and crippled man have the heart to do such a murderous thing! There was a burst of angry voices in the crowd. The tall and tall young woman ran out screaming.Her husband, wielding a big knife in his hand, followed closely behind her, roaring like a beast in his throat.All the people in white linen clothes and white linen scarves rushed over with roars. Their roars sounded like thunder in a cloud.When they rushed out, it appeared to be a white fury.They have made up their minds to die here, and would rather die than die. The child's blood had burned the sorrow and anger in their hearts like flames. Fu Hongxue was already stunned, looking at the dagger on the child's throat. He himself didn't know where the knife came from. The situation was the same as that day in Li Mahu's shop, when suddenly a knife flew over and nailed it to Li Mahu's arm. Ye Kai!Could it be Ye Kai? Guo Wei waved the knife in his hand and roared angrily: "Since you can even kill this child, why didn't you draw your knife?" Fu Hongxue couldn't help but said, "I didn't kill this child!" Guo Wei laughed wildly and said, "Don't you dare to admit that you killed someone? Who would have thought that Bai Baiyu's son was a coward who lied." Fu Hongxue's face suddenly flushed red with anger. The most unbearable thing in his life is the injustice of others. He can't bear it even if he dies. Amidst the shrill and crazy laughter, the ghost head knife in Guo Wei's hand was blowing with a strong wind, cutting off his head. "Could it be that Bai Baiyu's head was also chopped off like this?" Fu Hongxue was trembling all over, but when he held the handle of the knife, he immediately calmed down. This knife seems to have a strange magic power. "It doesn't matter whether I live or die, but I will never let others think that Bai Baiyu's son is a lying coward!" "I will never allow him to be insulted after he dies!" Fu Hongxue also roared suddenly. His knife is out of its sheath. The scabbard was pitch black, and the handle was pitch black, but the light of the blade was as bright as lightning. The light of the knife flew out, and the blood also splashed out. Blood flowers scattered in front of him like fireworks. He could see nothing but blood. Doesn't blood just symbolize hatred? He seemed to have returned to nineteen years ago, as if he had become the incarnation of his father! The splashed blood seemed to be plum blossoms. This is Plum Blossom Temple. These people are the murderous assassins who have killed the entire Bai family! They want him dead! He wants them dead too! no choice!There is no need to choose! The lightning-like light of the sword danced like a horse. There is no sound of knives clashing with knives, and no one can hold his knives. There are only screams, screams, the sound of knives on flesh and blood, and the sound of bones breaking... Every sound is enough to make people frightened, and every sound makes people want to vomit. But Fu Hongxue himself couldn't hear anything. He could only hear one voice——but this voice came from his heart! "Let all your enemies die, or you won't come back to see me!" It was as if he had returned to that room again. There is no other color in that room, only black! He had grown up in the dark, and there was only hatred in his life! Blood is red, and snow is also red! Now that the blood of the Bai family has been shed, it is time for the enemies to bleed! In the windows on both sides, some people were exclaiming, some were crying, and some were vomiting. The white linen has been dyed red. Those who rushed up immediately fell down! "This knife does not belong to the world, it is a magic knife from hell!" What this knife brings to people is only death and misfortune! Wherever the knife passed, a series of flesh and blood splattered out immediately! I don't know who is shouting: "Retreat! Retreat all! Save one life and revenge later!" Roaring, screaming, screaming, the knife cuts on the flesh and bones... Suddenly, all sounds stopped. Apart from Fu Hongxue, there was no one standing around him. The gloomy sun has disappeared into the dark clouds, and even the wind has stopped. Most of the open windows are tightly closed, and the windows that are not closed are only because someone is lying on the window sill weeping and vomiting. The bluestone slabs on the long street have been dyed red. The knife has also been stained red. Fu Hongxue stood in the pool of blood, motionless. Guo Wei's body was at his feet, and the child's body was also at his feet. The blood was still flowing, flowing into the cracks of the bluestone slabs, flowing to his feet, staining his feet red. Fu Hongxue seemed to be completely numb.He couldn't move, and didn't want to. Suddenly, a thunderbolt shook from the dark clouds, and lightning illuminated the earth. Fu Hongxue seemed to have been awakened by this thunderbolt.He looked around blankly, at the corpse under his feet, and at the knife in his hand. His heart was contracting, and so was his stomach. Then he suddenly pulled out the knife at the child's throat, turned around, and rushed out. There was another thunderbolt, and the torrential rain poured down. As if the sky couldn't bear to look at the blood on the ground anymore, it specially rained this torrential rain to wash away the blood. It's a pity that no amount of rain can wash away the blood and hatred in people's hearts. Fu Hongxue ran wildly in the rainstorm. He has never run like this before, and his running posture is more peculiar than walking. The torrential rain had already washed away the blood from his body.But the painful memories left by this bloody battle will remain in his heart forever. Many of the people he killed should not have been killed.He knew it himself—now his head had been washed clear by the storm. But at that time he had absolutely no choice! Why?Just for this knife, the dagger he just pulled from the boy's throat! If the child does not die, this bloody battle is not absolutely inevitable. Fu Hongxue also seemed to have a knife in his heart. Ye Kai!Why did Ye Kai cause this bloody battle? There was a small inn in front, Fu Hongxue rushed in, asked for a room, and closed the door tightly. Then he immediately started throwing up, and kept throwing up. When he vomited, his body convulsed and tightened suddenly, and when he fell, he was already curled up in a ball. He just fell on the bitter water he vomited out, his body was still convulsing and convulsing... He was completely unconscious.Perhaps at this time he is happier instead—without consciousness, isn't there also no pain? The rain fell harder, and the small and stuffy room became darker and darker, gradually losing any other colors. Only black!In the darkness, the window suddenly opened, and a black shadow appeared outside the window like a ghost. A thunderbolt, a flash of lightning. Lightning illuminates the man's face. This person had a very strange expression on his face. Looking at Fu Hongxue who was lying on the ground, no one could tell whether this expression was grief or hatred?Is it pleasure, or pain? ... When Fu Hongxue woke up, he was already on the bed, and the bedding on the bed was dry and soft. The lights are on.The light casts a person's shadow on the wall, but the light is dim, but the shadow is black. There is someone else in the house!who is it? The man sat behind the lamp, as if in deep thought.Fu Hongxue raised his head a little, and saw her face, a tired, haggard, full of melancholy and pain, but very beautiful. Fu Hongxue's heart tightened again; he saw Cui Nong again. Cui Nong also saw him.A bitter smile appeared on her pale and haggard face, and she said softly, "You're awake!" Fu Hongxue couldn't move, couldn't speak, his whole body seemed to be completely stiff. Why did she come suddenly?Why is she here?Why did you come at such a time? Cui Nong said: "You should sleep a little longer, I have asked someone to cook porridge for you." Her voice was as gentle and concerned as it had been when they were together.Has she forgotten the painful things in the past? But Fu Hongxue couldn't forget it.He jumped up suddenly, pointed at the door and shouted: "Get out! Get out!" Cui Nong's expression was still very calm, and he said softly: "I won't get out, and I won't go out." Fu Hongxue hissed, "Who told you to come?" Cui Nong said, "I came by myself." Fu Hongxue said, "Why did you come?" Cui Nong: "Because I know you are sick." Fu Hongxue's body trembled again, and said, "My business has absolutely nothing to do with you, and you don't need to worry about it." Cui Nong said: "Your matter has something to do with me, I must take care of it." Her answer was gentle but firm. Fu Hongxue panted, and said, "But I don't recognize you now, I don't recognize you at all!" Cui Nong said softly: "You know me, and I know you too." She didn't let Fu Hongxue open her mouth, and then said, "Whether it was you sorry for me or me for you, we can forget about those things in the past, but we are still friends after all. If you are sick, of course I will take care of you." friend!Could it be that the unforgettable and lingering feelings in the past have turned into a kind of faint friendship now?In the past, it was a lover who cuddled with each other and hugged all night waiting for the dawn, but now it is just a friend. Fu Hongxue suddenly felt an unbearable stabbing pain in his heart, and fell down again, on the bed. Cui Nong said: "I said, you should rest more, and I will call you when the porridge is ready." Fu Hongxue clenched his fists, barely controlling himself. "Since you can regard me as a friend, why should I pursue the old relationship?" "Since you can be so calm, why should I let you see my pain?" Fu Hongxue told himself in his heart: "You must be calm, and you must let her believe that I have completely forgotten about the past." Cui Nong stood up, walked to the bed, and pulled up the quilt for him—even this movement was still the same as before. Fu Hongxue suddenly said coldly: "Thank you, I really dare not to ask you to take care of me." Cui Nong smiled lightly, and said: "It's nothing, you don't have to be polite." Fu Hongxue said: "But you are always a guest, I should entertain you." Cui Nong said: "Since we are all old friends, why do you have to be so polite?" Fu Hongxue said, "I'm always feeling sorry for myself." It must be funny for a pair of lovers who once swore to each other and melted into one body to say such words face to face. And who knows how they feel in their hearts? Fu Hongxue's nails had pierced into the palm of his hand, and he said, "No matter what, I shouldn't bother you like this." Cui Nong said: "I said it's okay, my husband knows I'm here anyway." Fu Hongxue's voice was almost hoarse suddenly, and after a long time, he finally said three words: "Your husband?" Cui Nong smiled and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that I'm already married." Fu Hongxue's heart was broken, shattered! "Congratulations." These are just three words, three very common words, no matter who in their life, they must have said these three words more or less many times. But among the tens of millions of people in this world, how many people can understand the feeling Fu Hongxue felt when he said these three words? It was not only pain and sorrow, nor anger and hatred, but a deep-seated despair. Despair enough to freeze the blood. He couldn't even feel the pain anymore.He is still alive, and his person is still on the bed, but this life and this body seem to no longer belong to him. "Congratulations." When Cui Nong heard him say these three words, she seemed to smile, as if she also said a polite word. But is she really smiling? What did she say? He couldn't hear or feel at all. "Congratulations." He repeated these three words over and over again, and he did not know how many times, but he himself had no idea what he was talking about. I don't know how long it took before he could hear Cui Nong's voice. She is whispering. "Every woman—no matter what kind of woman she is, will find a home sooner or later, and marry someone sooner or later." Fu Hongxue said, "I understand." Cui Nong said: "Since you don't want me, I have no choice but to marry someone else." She was laughing, as if trying to look happy--marriage is, after all, something to be happy about. Fu Hongxue stared at the roof, obviously trying her best to control herself, neither wanted Cui Nong to see the pain and despair in his heart, nor wanted to see her again. But after a long time, he suddenly asked again: "Is your husband also here?" Cui Nong said: "Yes." Newly married couples, of course, should be inseparable. Fu Hongxue gritted his teeth, and after a long time, he said slowly, "Is he outside?" Cui Nong said: "Yes." Fu Hongxue said: "Then you should go out to accompany him, why are you staying here?" Cui Nong said: "I said, I want to take care of you." Fu Hongxue said, "I don't want you to take care of me, and I don't want others to misunderstand..." Although he was trying to control it, his voice still couldn't help shaking, and he could hardly continue speaking. Fortunately, Cui Nong had already interrupted him, saying: "You don't need to worry about these things, he knows everything." Fu Hongxue said, "What does he know?" Cui Nong said: "He knows you and our past relationship." Fu Hongxue said: "We... actually don't have any feelings between us." Cui Nong said: "No matter what, anyway, I have told him all the things before." Fu Hongxue said, "That's why you shouldn't have come here." Cui Nong said: "I came here to look for you, and I told him, and he also agreed to let me take care of you." Fu Hongxue's gums were already bleeding from the bite, and he couldn't help but sneer and said, "It seems that he is a very enlightened person." Cui Nong said: "He is indeed." Fu Hongxue suddenly said loudly: "But I am not, I am not enlightened at all." Cui Nong forced a smile and said: "If you are really afraid of being misunderstood, I can ask him to come in and accompany you." Without waiting for Fu Hongxue's consent, she turned her head and called softly, "Hey, come in, I'll introduce you to a friend." "Hey." Although this is also a very common word, sometimes it seems to carry an indescribable intimacy. Don't newly married couples always use this word as address in front of others? The door hadn't been bolted. As soon as she said this, someone outside pushed the door and walked in, as if Ben had been waiting outside the door. When the wife is in the house with other men, of course the husband is always a little uneasy. Fu Hongxue didn't want to see this person at first, but he couldn't help but want to. This person is not very old, but he is no longer young either. He seemed to be in his thirties, close to forties, and his square face was full of traces left by a hard-working life. Just like the other bridegrooms, he was also wearing a new suit of luxurious materials and bright colors, which looked very out of place with him. Anyone can tell at a glance that he is an honest man. If a woman who has been through the world for a long time really wants to find a home, wouldn't she always choose an honest man? This is at least better than finding a greasy bachelor who eats soft food. When Fu Hongxue saw this person, he was not very excited, nor even jealous. It was completely different from the last time he saw Cui Nong with someone else. This kind of person can't arouse other people's excitement. Cui Nong had already pulled the man's sleeve and walked over, said with a smile: "He is my husband, his surname is Wang, and his name is Wang Dahong." Wang Dahong.Honest people, honest names. He was led away by Cui Nong like a child, she dared not go west when she told him to go east. Cui Nong said again: "This is the Fu Hongxue I told you about, Young Master Fu." A flattering smile appeared on Wang Dahong's face immediately, he cupped his fists and said, "Master Fu's name has been admired for a long time." Fu Hongxue didn't want to pay attention to this person at first, maybe he wouldn't even look at this kind of person before. But now it is different.He was unwilling to let Cui Nong's husband regard him as a sad person with a broken heart. But he really didn't know what to say to this kind of person, so he could only murmur: "Congratulations, congratulations." Wang Dahong actually didn't seem to know what to say, he just stood there giggling. Cui Nong glanced at him, then smiled and said: "He is an honest man, he rarely interacts with others, so he can't even speak." Fu Hongxue said, "It's good not to talk." Cui Nong said: "He doesn't know martial arts either." Fu Hongxue said: "Not knowing martial arts is very good." Cui Nong said: "He is a businessman, and he is in the silk business." Fu Hongxue said: "Business is very good." Cui Nong smiled, and said sweetly: "He is indeed a very good person, at least he..." She laughed bitterly and sourly, her voice stopped before she continued: "At least he won't leave me alone and slip away." Fu Hongxue didn't seem to hear what she was saying at all, he didn't see her sour smile. He seemed to be looking at Wang Dahong, but actually he saw nothing, nothing. But Wang Dahong seemed very disturbed, and murmured: "You guys talk more here, I... I'd better go outside." He wanted to pull the sleeve out of Cui Nong's hand, but he seemed a little afraid. Because Cui Nong's complexion has become very ugly. There are not many men in the world who are afraid of their wives, but there are not many who are as afraid as he is. It is not really a matter of luck for an honest man to marry a beautiful wife. Fu Hongxue suddenly said, "Please sit down." Wang Dahong said: "Yes." He was still standing upright. Cui Nong glared at him and said, "You were told to sit down, why don't you sit down?" Wang Dahong immediately sat down, it seems that he would not even dare to sit without his wife's order. When he sat, his hands had to be placed neatly on his knees. The hands are rough, and the nails are still greasy and filthy. Fu Hongxue looked at his hands and said, "How long have you been married?" Wang Dahong said: "There are already... there are..." He glanced at Cui Nong out of the corner of his eye, as if he had to ask her for instructions before he said a word. Cui Nong said: "It's been almost ten days." Wang Dahong immediately said: "That's right, it's been almost ten days, and today it's only nine days." Fu Hongxue said, "You guys knew each other a long time ago?" Wang Dahong said: "No...it's..." Even his face was flushed with nervousness, as if he couldn't even answer such a simple question. Fu Hongxue raised his head and stared at him. Although the weather was very cold, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Wang Dahong's head, and he couldn't even sit still. Fu Hongxue suddenly said, "You are not in the silk business." Wang Dahong's face changed color again, he stammered: "I...I...I..." Fu Hongxue turned his head slowly, stared at Cui Nong, and said word by word, "He's not your husband either." Cui Nong's complexion also changed suddenly, as if he had been hit hard on the face suddenly. She seemed to be wearing a mask on her face, but this blow completely shattered her mask. A woman is like a walnut sometimes. As long as you can break the hard shell on the outside of her, you will find how soft and fragile she is on the inside. Fu Hongxue looked at her, and suddenly there was an indescribable emotion in his indifferent eyes. He didn't know whether it was joy, sorrow, sympathy, or pity. He watched a series of crystal clear tears rolling down from her beautiful eyes... He watched her body start to tremble, as if she couldn't even stand up. She didn't have to say anything anymore, which was enough to show that her feelings for him hadn't changed. She had to admit that this man was indeed not her husband. Fu Hongxue still couldn't help but ask, "Who is this person?" Cui Nong lowered her head and said, "I don't know." Fu Hongxue said, "You don't know either?" Cui Nong said: "He...he was just found by the shop assistant for me temporarily, I don't recognize him at all." Fu Hongxue said, "The reason you came here for him is to make him pretend to be your husband?" Cui Nong buried her head even lower. Fu Hongxue said, "Why did you do this?" Cui Nong sadly said: "Because I want to see you, to be with you, to take care of you, but I am afraid that you will drive me away, because I don't want you to think that I am pestering you, and I don't want you to think that I am a lowly person." woman." Most importantly, she could no longer bear Fu Hongxue's indifference and humiliation. She was afraid that Fu Hongxue would hurt her again, so she came up with this method to protect herself. Although she didn't mention the reason, Fu Hongxue already understood it. Fu Hongxue was not really a piece of ice, nor was he a piece of wood. Cui Nong shed tears, and said: "Actually, I always only have you in my heart. Even if you don't want me, I will not marry someone else. Ever since I was with you, I have never regarded other men as important. in the eyes." Fu Hongxue suddenly exhausted all his strength and said loudly, "Who said I don't want you?" Cui Nong raised her head, looked at him with teary eyes, and said, "Do you really want me?" Fu Hongxue shouted: "Of course I want you. No matter what kind of woman you are, I want you. Apart from you, I don't want any other woman." This is the first time he has revealed his true feelings.When he opened his arms, Cui Nong had already thrown himself into his arms. They hugged tightly, and the two seemed to have merged into one, and the two hearts had become one.All the pain, sorrow, misunderstanding, and anger suddenly became the past. As long as they can get together again, what else in the world is worth worrying about? Cui Nong hugged him tightly, and kept saying: "As long as you really want me, from now on, I will never leave, never leave you again." Fu Hongxue said: "I will never leave you either." Cui Nong said: "Forever?" Fu Hongxue said: "Forever!" Wang Dahong looked at them with a bewildered expression in his eyes. Of course he couldn't understand this kind of emotion, and he didn't know why they bothered to trouble themselves since they really loved each other. The sweetness and pain of love are beyond the comprehension of a person like him. Because he has never paid the price of pain, he will never experience the sweetness of love. He only knew that it was unnecessary for him to stay here now. He stood up quietly, as if ready to go out. Of course Fu Hongxue and Cui Nong would not notice him, they seemed to have completely forgotten his existence. Dim light, cast his shadow on the wall; white wall, black shadow. He turned around slowly, suddenly there was a short sword one foot seven inches long in his hand! The blade of the sword is thin and sharp, and under the lamp, there is a kind of blue light that is close to pale blue. Could it be that the sword is poisonous?