sinovels Chapter 32
Chapter 32
An empty city, Zhao Buxiu wandered from the east to the west of the city. The city should have been bustling and bustling back then, with restaurants, inns, and gambling shops of all kinds, but now they are all empty.Zhao Buxiu buried all the corpses he saw. Solitary graves stood in the wasteland behind the city.
Zhao Buxi stood in front of the cemetery, the wind became stronger, and his long hair was wrapped in the breath of green grass. Xie Chenjian walked behind him and whispered: "Go back."
Zhao Buxi raised his head, and Xie Chenjian reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.Zhao Buxi suddenly laughed. He took Xie Chenjian's hand and said, "Go back."
The night seems to be able to eat people, the dead body has receded, Zhou Zhuo stood on the city wall and looked at the darkness downstairs.He was holding the jug and clutching his chest with one hand, the strong wind messed up his clothes, he looked up at the moonless night.
All of this is too easy to come by now, the wealth and power are overwhelming, what he wants can be obtained with a light flick of a finger.He used to think that Zhao Buxiu was the same, he used some tricks, Zhao Buxiu broke with Zhao Zhifeng, he had Zhao Buxiu with peace of mind, even if the conspiracy was revealed, he was never afraid.
"Zhao Pan!"
He suddenly yelled, and threw the flagon in his hand towards the outside of the city, but no response was heard.Zhou Xiang stared blankly at the dark ravine, his heart seemed to be torn apart, he couldn't stand still, his body shook a few times, and he fell down, but it wasn't the city.
He was lying on his back, and the cold slate made him gradually understand that not everything in this world was under his control, and he would have to pay the price for what he committed.The price now is that Zhao Buxiu left him forever.
Zhao Buxuan said that he had had enough.
Zhou Xiang was lying on the ground like a corpse, and he had had enough of himself, he hugged his head, his body curled up, shrinking into a ball.
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At night, Zhao Buxiu and Xie Chenjian slept in the unpacked empty room, a big wooden bed with layers of curtains on top, Zhao Buxiu said it was a women's boudoir, Xie Chenjian was about to leave, Zhao Buxiu Holding him back with a smile, "Don't go, just make do with the night here."
After lying down, the two were speechless at first. After a while, it was Zhao Buxi who said first, and his voice sounded in the room, very soft and soft, "This place used to be very beautiful. When I was young, my brother traveled far away, and when he came back, he would He took my hand and told me about the local scenery. He said that his favorite is actually here, the water and soil are good, and the rice grains grown are more fragrant than other places.”
Xie Chenjian turned his head to look at him, the dim light depicted Zhao Buxi's outline, Zhao Buxi closed his eyes half-closed, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, he whispered: "I will never hear my brother's voice again. "
Xie Chenjian stared blankly. He thought that love was the most cumbersome thing in the world.As a swordsman, with love in his heart, he also has weakness, which will make him hesitate and make him fearful.The cuteness also made him gradually become a human being. It was ironic to say that when he was infected with the plague and stopped his heartbeat, he felt that he had become a living person, a living person who understood love and sorrow.
He hugged Zhao Buxi in his arms, so late at night, so empty city, only the two of them, in this shabby room.
Xie Chenjian seemed to be touching the sword for the first time. He held Zhao Buxiu's face carefully. He lowered his head. drowned.
Xie Chenjian's fingers were cold, and he said, "Zhao Buxiu, don't think about those anymore, stay with me every day in the future."
He lightly touched the corner of Zhao Buxi's eyes, bowed his head and kissed his forehead.
Zhao Buxi's eyelashes trembled, Xie Chenjian lifted his chin, and pecked Zhao Buxi's lips jerky.