The Third Thousand and Forty-Fifth Chapters of Mo Liyan: Acacia Is Deeply Rooted in Life
The humane sea is deep, not worth half acacia.
The sea still has a limit, and Acacia is boundless.
Take the piano to the high-rise buildings, and the building is full of moonlight.
Playing the Acacia song, the string is broken for a while.
In the end, the song ends and people disperse, and the old people are forever.
- Mo Liyan
He carefully planned a retreat for everyone, but he never left a retreat for himself.
him,
It's what he's done.
Proud, conceited, strategizing, and living in calculations all his life.
Unfathomable.
This is often the first impression others have of him.
There is always a kind of calmness in his body that controls everything, as well as that arrogant and aloof dignified indifference.
only……
It is such an exceptionally sober, self-sufficient existence.
There will also be someone who is destined to meet.
Grace or robbery?
it is not important.
For the first time in his life, he couldn't control a person.
All the chaos of war and horses was dyed white.
- "Not dead yet? 』
It just came from a whim, it was the first time he saw that person in the dark prison, and it was also the first sentence he said to her.
First acquaintance, but in the end can not be together.
Perhaps from that first moment, it was already doomed to a doomed ending.
What Mo Liyan has to admit is that,
This game is all about the world,
Dyeing white wins.
Completely won.
It took her two months to make him fall in love with her.
It took her three days to forget him.
And he...
One day, two days, one month, two months? Or a year, two years?
When will he forget her?
--cannot.
Even if he spends his whole life, he can't forget this unforgettable person.
She was his love, and it went deeper and deeper.
But he is her love that never ends, and it's gone forever.
He is good at strategy,
Counting people's hearts, but trying to do everything possible but unable to expect a her.
He won the world and lost her.
Even though he is in charge of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he will never lose the one he loves.
Such a world,
what sense.
He was very clear about what he wanted.
When he thought of getting someone,
Let go?
Ah.
how is this possible.
So the moment he realized that there was no way that man could turn back, he had already made a decision.
He took his life as the game, and his death as the price.
Just to die in her hands.
Such a decisive death in front of her eyes.
She will not forget this scene.
She wants to admit it or doesn't want to admit it, the fact is already doomed.
Even if you give up your country, what if you give your life? It's better to let go instead of guarding the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles and dying alone.
He never learns to give up.
She is his life.
He must do it.
The world handed over to her, making her smile.
Give her your life, say a word for her.
——“Why don’t King Jin give me his life, maybe I will lose my temper? 』
My heart is cut to you, and my life is also given to you.
Don't be angry, okay?
On the other hand,
He wants her to always remember.
forever.
Mo Liyan doesn't understand love or love.
He bumped into each other, groped by mistake, and could only rely on his own nature to do his best to love someone.
Do you regret all this?
Do not.
He was delighted.
Wisdom will be hurt, and deep love will not last.
Can't ask, can't let go.
It turns out that love is deep, love is extreme.
Instead, it became empty.
Fate to meet.
Love and hate, leave.
On the highest city wall in the White Kingdom, overlooking the entire capital, it seemed that the girl in white was once spotted, smiling slightly.
In the ten-mile long street, the lights were dim, and he walked towards him step by step.
It's like a road paved with light.
Thousands of calculations are made step by step,
I don't know when it started, it's not the world, but her.
Seek love, seek heart.
But even though he has exhausted his organs countless times and deliberated,
But can't beg for a time together.
But when the westerly wind comes, it's not like fleeting years to secretly change.
Once alone revisited old places,
The thing remains the same, the person does not exist.
That Jinghongqianying finally became a dream.
The twilight of that day was dim, and the setting sun was like blood.
The blood in the sky was reflected in his eyes.
Mo Liyan could clearly feel the loss of life. He fell down with a smile, always calmly, looking up at the sky, he saw the vast sky, and felt that it was very far away from them and could never be touched.
Those deep black eyes were also sharp and sharp.
And at that moment,
Reflecting the sky, like reflecting the whole world.
in a trance,
He seemed to have seen the faint light of that day, the girl in white, independent from the world.
Far away in the sky, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, out of the dust.
overlap with the person in front of you.
No matter the past or the present, the person who loves to the bottom of his heart.
But it seems to be broken when touched, but Nanke's dream is like a mirror.
Mo Liyan's fingertips hanging by his side were stained with blood, and moved slightly, as if trying to lift it up.
to touch the person in front of you.
Then……
The screen is broken.
The figure that suddenly appeared was fragmented and ceased to exist.
As if it never appeared.
turn out to be……
Couldn't catch it all the time.
This is his destiny.
Mo Liyan gave a wry smile, the endless cold pain and bitterness spread in his heart, it was the suffocation of despair.
The liver and intestines are broken,
But so.
His fingertips dropped completely, and he closed his eyes silently, never opening them again.
The whole world is plunged into endless darkness, endless sinking.
no one saw,
The moment the emperor fell, at that moment, a drop of crystal tears fell silently from the corner of his eyes, as if weeping blood.
drips on the ground.
As if it never appeared.
- "I will never betray you. 』
——"May you have a bright future for the rest of your life and never meet me again. 』
turn out to be,
Life will not love love, will love love, it will hurt love.