Water Recovery System

Mr. Mu, today is your death day again. Every year today, I will prepare a pot of thin wine and sit quietly in front of your grave for a while.

This is already the norm.

Similarly, meeting the man you love so much is also customary.

It's just that we all have a tacit understanding and never talk.

He hates me for killing you. As everyone knows, I hate him too-hate him for being able to protect you, hate him for not being immersed in the pain I am now suffering for a lifetime.

There are always people who are like this. He is clearly the luckiest person in the eyes of others, but he just thinks he is the most unfortunate person in the world.

He thought he had lost the one he loved the most, but he didn't know anyone was worse than him. Someone can't even get it, so where is the lost capital?

But today, I suddenly wanted to talk to him.

"This wine is called'Xiaoyao'. It is said that after drinking it, you will be free and worry-free. Would you like a sip?" I asked him, raising the flask.

"Have you ever had it?" he asked me back.

"Of course." I took a sip on my back, and the drink dampened my clothes along the neck.

"Then you don't need it," he said like this, "You have drunk it, so this wine is useless."

I was stunned and laughed when I recovered. It turned out that I thought I had hidden my thoughts very well, but I couldn't hide it from an outsider.

What about you, Mr. Mu, do you know?

Do you know that there is a man named Lu Yingfan who loves you irresponsibly?

When I was seven years old, I came out of the massacre. I was the only one who entered.

The chief told me that as a killer, you don't have to have superb swordsmanship, or you don't have to fight ten thousand enemies. There is only one point, you must be ruthless and loveless.

He said that every killer is his own sword, and where the sword light points, blood must be splashed.

And if one day you hesitate, you become dull, and the sword is not sharp anymore, then there is no need for it to exist.

I have seen the most charming dancers in the brothel, and I have also seen the most charming women in Saibei, and they have never shaken me a bit. It’s just that I haven’t thought that one day I will fall willingly because of a flower handed over by one person.

I thought about many reasons why I would fall in love with you, but in the end I realized that there was no reason at all.

Because some people, once they meet, are doomed to be forever.

For example, you are to me; for example, Luo Shaoxuan is to you. In this world, there is only the word "love", which makes people never do anything.

I drank the wine in the pot and smiled wantonly: "Luo Shaoxuan, you can beat me in anything, but with one point, you will lose to me forever."

"What?" He asked me, eyes always calm.

"I can finally find him. And you, you still have to keep your promise to him and continue to live well..." I said, the corners of my eyes and brows were proud.

"This wine is poisonous?" His expression changed slightly, and in a moment he figured out the cause and effect.

"Where to find Xiaoyao, where is the real Xiaoyao? Except Huangquan." I laughed and tears flowed down the corner of my eyes, "Luo Shaoxuan, he doesn't want this sword of hate. Then after I die, you Just break it for me! It doesn't need to exist anyway."

The poisonous blood slowly flowed down the corners of the lips, and in a dimness, I saw you again.

In the palm of your hand is the pure white jasmine, smiling like a flower: "Lu Yingfan, can you teach me to practice swords?"

"Okay." I replied with a smile.

Among thousands of people, I met you. For you, I am a passerby, but that has become my life.

Volume Four