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Chapter 797 The Third Posture of Rebirth

Chapter 797 The Third Posture of Rebirth (6)
Not far away, under the warm sun against the light, there is a person riding a horse, leaving slowly.

Even though the sun was very warm and everything around was so beautiful and peaceful, Qin Zheng felt a little cold for no reason.

She stared blankly at the back.

Gao Zhang's eyes rarely leave his wife, at this time he sensed her strangeness, so he followed her gaze.

He didn't turn his head until the figure disappeared into the forest.

The eyes of the two met in the air full of floral fragrance.

"I... I think he looks familiar."

As if in some distant dream, there was a kind of eager and intense emotion that once emerged.

Gao Zhang smiled calmly: "You have seen him for several years. He accidentally shot your rabbit to death, and he sent you home."

"Thinking about it, it turned out to be like this."

Although Qin Zheng said so, she knew that it was not.

It's just the familiarity at that moment, like the shadow that flashed in the vast white snow, a glimpse of it, and it will never reappear.

Perhaps in this boundless world, in a certain life, at a certain moment, or in a certain dream, she had seen him.

It's just this life, after all, it's a stranger.

You are you, and I am me. When we meet each other, we smile at each other and go our separate ways.

Seeing her bowing her head and frowning, Gao Zhang stepped forward, smiled and took her hand, but said nothing.

Qin Zheng lowered his head in thought for a moment, finally raised his head, and smiled at his husband.

sweet and happy.

Lu Fang tied the horse in front of the lake in the forest, picked a leaf, bent the emerald green leaf into a whistle, and put it in his mouth, and the melodious music echoed in the forest.

Feng Qiuhuang, it is rumored that the lyrics and music were written by a generation of masters to pursue his most beloved girl.

When Lu Fang was young, his grandmother taught him this song and told him that if there is a girl in love, he can show his love by this song.

Lu Fang closed his eyes slightly, and all the scenes of the past are vivid in his mind.

He smiled faintly, and then began to play "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".

In this life, he once played this song to the lonely ancient tree, which was swayed by the wind; he once played this song to the hard and desolate boulder, which was silent and silent; he also faced the sea , Blowing this song against the raging waves, the roaring waves drowned his song.

He closed his eyes, recalling frantically over and over again in his mind.

She sat on his lap with a smile, put her arms around his neck and said: "I remember listening to it very well that day, but I didn't listen carefully, but I want to listen to it again, can you play it for me again?"

With the passage of time, the voice and smile of the past, not only did not become blurred, but was engraved more and more deeply in his heart, every time he recalled it, it seemed to bleed, pain and sweetness, regret and helplessness.

Lu Fang closed his eyes, blowing Feng Qiuhuang over and over again.

After a long time, in the aftertaste of the piece, he tasted a bitter taste in his mouth.

I touched the willow leaves, but it turned out that the tears had already flowed, soaking the leaves.

At this moment, behind the tree, Gao Zhang, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"Since you never forget, why give up?"

Lu Fang heard it, but asked back: "Which one is your love?"

Gao Zhang bowed his head and said in a hoarse voice: "The me before, I don't know. Now—"

"Now, what I love is the woman who will accompany me for the rest of my life."

Lu put a low smile: "Okay, since you held her hand in this life, hold her hand firmly."

Never lose each other in the vast crowd.

Gao Zhang stood there for a long time, and finally raised his hand.

Take off the Youzhu of the left ear.

He said in a low voice: "In this life, I love Qin Zheng. Give this Youzhu to the person I loved in the previous life."

After saying this, he threw the pearl into the lake.

The water moves, the dream breaks.

(End of this chapter)

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