Part 4 Chapter 222 Ask Your Heart! No Regrets!

"Alas... don't tell it that the daughters of our Dongfang family... have to suffer such a tragic fate?" The old lady of the Dongfang looked up to the sky, sighed long and bewildered, "Don't give birth to a daughter in the royal family, and don't marry a daughter to a hero! Marrying a heroic woman...too bitter...too tired...too sad...you three remember, from now on, the daughters of the Eastern family would rather be common people's wives than heroes' wives! I would rather they marry ordinary The common people in the family, men farm and women weave, husbands sing and women follow, support each other until they grow old, life is ordinary! I don’t want them to experience such a vigorous love again!”

"Because something like this...if you really fall into it...it will often be the disappearance of thousands of lives, the destruction of the entire family...at the lowest, it will also be the whole family's misery, which cannot be eliminated for life—r—one by one"

Having said that, which woman in the world would not want to marry an indomitable hero? Who doesn't want their man to have world-class achievements and be admired by all? An ordinary person and a hero who has no regrets, if she is asked to choose in front of a woman, which one will she choose? I believe that most of the good women who love and reap the rewards would rather follow the hero for a lifetime of suffering than choose an ordinary person to grow old! How can a beautiful woman who is all over the world be willing to marry a mountain man as his wife? I would rather not marry for the rest of my life, and be lonely for the rest of my life than go against my will! Just like Mei Xueyan, if she didn't meet Jun Moxie, she would die silently in the mountains and forests after many years, turning into a ray of breeze alone, and I will never marry someone casually...

It is precisely because of this that the confidante has been so unlucky since ancient times! There was silence in the hall, and after an unknown amount of time, the old lady finally waved her hand dejectedly, and said in a tone of despair, "You three one by one Take Mo Wu to meet his mother—one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one one I... I won’t get through..." Then, she was silent, sat on the chair, lowered her head, motionless... …

Only on the ground where she hangs her head, there is a water stain, which is getting bigger and bigger...that is...the tears of a loving mother! Everyone retreated quietly, and the old woman remained motionless, like a wooden statue .

After walking far away, Jun Moye and Mei Xueyan could still hear the sound of the old lady's tears falling on the ground in the hall...

Didi comes from the heart...

The joys and sorrows of the children are always in the mother's heart, and the mother's heart is always twitching with the experiences of the children... It hurts... Even if you have grown up, even if you have a family and a business, even if you have children The same is true for women... How many of us have unintentionally made our mothers sad...

May all the mothers in the world no longer be sad! No one will be sad! In front of you is a quiet courtyard! The walls around this courtyard are much higher and thicker than other places. The land is full of vastness, but here, it is a piece of green... There is not even a single piece of snow, it is clean; there are seven or eight plum blossoms blooming in the cold...

As soon as you walk in, you can feel a burst of warmth...

"See...in this yard,

In the past ten years, no matter how much snow has fallen, as long as you enter this yard, it will melt!" Dongfang Wenqing's voice was definitely not boastful, but... heavy: "Back then, my little sister was bedridden and fell asleep; My mother exhausted her family's wealth and collected warm jade, warm jade, and small pieces from all over the mainland at all costs, and buried them in this yard... I don't know how much I bought and how much I buried, anyway, as long as there is, Just bury it... In just half a year, the Eastern family was empty... But the mother still refused to give up, because she knew that the little sister likes the kind of day when a hundred flowers are blooming and the eyes are full of greenery... Said that the little sister is in such a state. In the environment, I can get better faster..."

Jun Moxie was taken aback; he finally understood why it was so embarrassing to live in such an embarrassing situation in the past... His heart seemed to be churning like a huge wave, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, and his nasal cavity seemed to be blocked by something I'm so sore that I want to cry...

Warm jade, warm jade, all of them are priceless treasures! As long as you wear a finger-sized piece on your body, you can spend the cold winter unlined without any effect! They're all buried in this yard...

The purpose is to make my daughter who is unconscious in deep sleep sleep more comfortably...

Even though she knew she might not be able to feel it...

In the middle of the courtyard is a quiet small building. The ground is spotless and the surroundings are silent. Walking in here is like walking into a painting, into a dream...

Two maids in white clothes appeared silently and bowed to several people; Dongfang Wenqing waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be polite, this is the cousin and young mistress of the lady's family, who came to visit the lady, and I don't need you to serve here , all back down."

The two maids shook their bodies at the same time, and looked up at Jun Mowu, with surprise in their eyes. Tears of excitement suddenly turned and fell down. Sobbing j! "Miss... Miss's son finally... I came to see her... I hope she can be happier..." She looked at Jun Moxie for a while with teary eyes, and then Yiyi left.

"These two are your mother's personal maids... After your mother came back, they have been serving them for ten years..." Dongfang Wenqing said softly.

Jun Mowu's expression was complete, he looked at the backs of the two girls gratefully, and said softly, "Thank you...the two maids trembled, but they didn't look back, and went out quickly with their heads down, on the road they passed by. , two lines of tears dripped on the ground...

Ever since Dongfang Wenjian and Dongfang Wendao stepped into this yard, they have been light-footed, and they dare not even breathe loudly. Jun Mowu wandered around, but saw that the small building was elegantly furnished, and there might not be many things, but it was not empty at all, and there was no trace of mess. Every place was tidy and clean, and every place was placed in a It's ingenious...

A living dead person lived here who had been sleeping for ten years, but there was not even a trace of strange smell in the air here, moreover, there were faint and elegant fragrances of flowers...

Jun Moxie sighed in his heart, and Mei Xueyan followed Dongfang Wenqing up the stairs lightly. Dongfang Wenjian and Dongfang Wendao were excited and did not dare to go up, fearing to disturb the little sister, so they stayed downstairs...

Walking to the front of the bedroom, I felt a warm breath rushing towards my face.

Dongfang Wenqing sighed, and said: "The largest and most complete piece of sentinel giant jade... is made into the bed of my little sister one by one."

Jun Moxie was shocked! Gently pushed open the door of the bedroom, Dongfang Wenqian said in a low voice: "Little sister is inside, this house... oh..." Saying that, he let out a long sigh.

Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan looked up, and couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts! The two knew that this was Jun Moxie's mother's bedroom, but looking around, they found that there was a bed near the south facing the sun. Besides, I can no longer tell that this is actually a bedroom! A woman is lying quietly on the bed, her body is lightly covered with a quilt; from here, she cannot see her face clearly, but she is sleeping Quite serene... In front of her chest, there is a small, emerald green tree that looks like a j! emerald sculpture, slowly radiating light dots... Moisturizing Dongfang Wenxin's body, but the branches and leaves , already a little withered and curled——r——on the surrounding walls, images hung neatly one after another, Jun Mowu just glanced at it, suddenly his heart trembled violently, and then he burst into tears Like rain! Jun Wuhui! All portraits of his father Jun Wuhui! Jun Wuhui in military uniform, Jun Wuhui on the battlefield, Jun Wuhui on horseback galloping in the wind, Jun Wuhui in casual clothes, and sword in white The Jun Wuhui who is smiling, the Jun Wuhui who is frowning, the angry Jun Wuhui, the affectionate Jun Wuhui... the young Junwuhui, the middle-aged Junwuhui one by one Every painting is exquisite and vivid, every portrait is lifelike and lifelike; any painting seems to be poured with all the painstaking effort, it seems to be countless no regrets, Standing, sitting, or walking around in the room, accompanying the one I love...

From these paintings, one can completely see, feel, and even experience Jun Wuhui's legendary life, and even Jun Wuhui's character... Absolutely absolutely nothing is missing... The eyes and the direction of gaze of each painting, there is only one place, "It is the little bed, it is the person in this little bed... It seems that I can't see enough, I can't see enough in eternity... It seems that the rays of sunlight pierced through the darkness, After piercing through the underworld, I stared at this place persistently, forever! "When the little girl came back, she didn't have pop-up novels, and she could still move... She braced her body, and worked without sleep for three days and three nights. She drew these pictures; she didn't listen to anyone's persuasion. During that time, she was crazy...but her expression was very calm; every time she finished a painting, she would stare at it for a while, cry for a while and laugh for a while , and then choose a place to hang it up, and then continue to paint... At that time, I thought that she had painted enough, so she would stop... Who would have thought that after the little girl finished the last painting, It was as if she didn't have any strength, and everyone stood by her side, looking at her, but her eyes didn't look at anyone, they just looked at the void, and then she just opened her eyes and looked at... ...as if Jun Wuhui... just stood there...until..."

The voice of Dongfang Wenqing choked up: "Until that night, when she spoke suddenly, everyone was overjoyed; but after she uttered those few poems, she slowly closed her eyes, and since then she has never Opened it... until now, it has been ten years! A full ten years!"

Jun Moxie's teary eyes were dim, and he looked out vaguely, only to see a picture hanging above Dongfang Wenxin's head, and this was the only place in the whole room where no portrait was hung...

"No regrets in this life, no regrets in this life; no regrets for the king, no regrets for the concubine; where is the question? No regrets in the end; no connection in the world, no regrets in life and death! The person on the bed, the wife of Jun Wuhui, the mother of Jun Mowu Yi Dongfang Wenxin fell asleep peacefully, the corners of her mouth were still somewhat quiet and gentle; there seemed to be a bit of happy smile, in her sleep, Jun Wuhui, the person she loved so much, must have been by her side all the time. Looking at her, looking at her all the time... Still talking to her heart to heart, still raising eyebrows with her... In the dream, growing old together, with me and you.

Ask your heart, you will never regret it! Ask your heart without regrets, ask your heart without regrets! Although it is gone in reality, it is lost forever, but in dreams, it can last forever, until... the end of the world...

So although she often sleeps and cannot wake up, she is very happy...and very happy...so she doesn't want to wake up, and she doesn't want to wake up even if she dies...because once she wakes up, there will be nothing...

It is enough to lose it once, and it is great luck to get it back. If it is lost again, how can it be embarrassing? !So she doesn't want to wake up no matter what! The door of her heart...is closed! Jun Moxie suddenly felt that he had never been so fragile in his life, he shook his body twice, and suddenly sat down on the ground weakly, like a fountain of tears flowed out...

He held his head in both hands, only feeling a mess; in his mind, in his heart, was full of this shocking affection, love! What is love?

At this moment, Dongfang Wenxin, who was lying quietly, showed it vividly! Love is to remain unchanged until death! Love is to love, and Yin and Yang will not give up! Love is to have no complaints or regrets! Love is love ;In the world, there is nothing else that can replace my love! Replace my lover! Eternal life, life after life! Perhaps, in the dream, this love is still continuing, eternal life and eternal life... Where the flowers are full and the moon is full, where there is affection Lingering, where the world is forever! Women, the most true love in life is only given to one person! Especially these stunning beauties, peerless beauties... are even more frighteningly persistent and frighteningly persistent! But such feelings are true love, It is forever! Perhaps for other relatives, this is indeed quite cruel and selfish; but for Dongfang Wenxin, she can no longer worry... It's not that she doesn't care about her mother, it's not that she doesn't care Son, it's not that you don't care about blood relationship...

It's her heart, already empty... already dead... no longer able to accommodate anything else, she can no longer think, can no longer think...

Dongfang Wenqing shed tears and quietly retreated...

Mei Xueyan burst into tears, leaning on Jun Moxie's shoulder, weeping silently... Facing such love, facing such true feelings, who can remain unmoved?

Especially the two of them, they are affectionate and affectionate people! Mei Xueyan suddenly has a clear feeling... If it is on the portrait, it is Jun Mowu... Then, the one lying on the bed now is her Mei Xueyan... …

This feeling of ecstasy made her feel sad, and regained the elegance of the past...

Jun Wuhui, Dongfang Wenxin; an unrivaled hero, a peerless beauty! The existence of Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan did not affect the atmosphere in the room at all... Dongfang Wenxin still smiled calmly, peacefully happy, peaceful Lying on the ground... Jun Wuhui in the portrait is still betting the sunlight on his beloved wife affectionately, unmoving for a moment, resolute and lasting...

Different portraits, different gazes; they seem to be anxious because of Dongfang Wenxin lying down, seem to be indulging in a smile because of his wife's naughtiness, seem to be angry because of Wenxin's disobedience, seem to be worried about his wife's sweet sleeping posture Showing a gentle smile, all eyes are full of tenderness, full of doting...

Although Jun Wuhui is not physically present, his emotions are so intense and hot, filling this space, filling this world... Dongfang Wenxin's body is still there, but her heart is no longer there, and her emotions have also left her body. Right in this mid-air, right in this nothingness, with Jun Wuhui, they are in love with each other, affectionately, husband and wife sing along, pampering them wantonly...

Jun Moxie stayed quietly, feeling the unswerving love between his parents, suddenly he was at a loss: What should I do? what do I do? How should I choose, how can I choose!?

With the vast aura of the Hongjun Pagoda, Jun Mo grub is 100% sure that Dongfang Wenxin can wake up... But, so what? What if I wake up? Jun Wuhui is no longer here! How can Dongfang Wenxin be the only child? On the contrary, in the dream, they can still stay together forever. Which plan is better for the mother? Before she fell into a coma, the three sons were still alive. When she woke up, she would tell her... The three sons were dead and two were dead. ? Husband died and son lost... After you let her wake up, how can you feel so embarrassed?

Wouldn't that make life worse than death? Unexpectedly, I, Jun Mowu, was an orphan in my previous life. Although my father died earlier in this life, there is still a mother to look forward to; although my mother is sleeping, she is not dead... Jun Mowu has always longed for it , has been very urgent, even, I have imagined countless times in my heart, if I really fell in my mother's arms, what would it be like? Is it warm? is it sweet Are you at ease?

It is said that the mother's embrace, they are all praising the mother's embrace... but scratch one one one one one but now I really see my mother, but I am in such a dilemma... Could it be that I, Jun Moxie, is destined to be less this item? In this life, if you practice the Art of Creation, you will never fall into samsara, go out of the Three Realms, and never die again, but... the family love in the world... but only the love of father and mother is missing. Could it be that from now on, there will be no such thing again? Chance?

Mother! Maternal love! I have been looking forward to two whole lives, I have longed for two whole lives, I have also fantasized about two lives, and I have experienced two times... I have imagined thousands of times in my dreams... Could it be that I still can't have it after all? ?

Jun Mowu stood up staggeringly, walked slowly to the bed, suddenly knelt down slowly, and gently put his forehead into Dongfang Wenxin's right hand, suddenly his heart felt infinitely sore, so sore that he wanted to die-r 11▲What should I do? What should I do...Who can tell me! Jun Moxie felt hesitant, powerless, and helpless like never before...

Feeling the gentle tenderness on his forehead, it was his mother's hand, Jun Moxie twitched in pain, he was already choked up, he couldn't speak, it seemed that his heart was also being squeezed tightly, his eyes were blurred with tears... He just asked silently, quietly asking Dongfang Wenxin in front of him: "Mother...what do you want me to do? What do you want me to do? What should I do...Mom..."

Calling this "Mom", Jun Moxie only felt that the depression in his heart was like an explosion. The longing, hope, and dream... At this moment, are they all reduced to nothingness?

I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! I'm really not reconciled! Jun Moxie raised his head, roared silently, tears poured out of the corners of his eyes, and slipped into his mouth. The bitterness seemed to reach his heart... ...and strike the eternal bitter sheep...

I am so bitter!! So bitter (1111)