That year, that month, that day, after all the evil deeds began, before the entanglement ended, I finally understood what it means to be

Except for Wushan, it was once a world of water.

The girl with sloppy hair on the Wujiang River faces her face without makeup, but she turns out to be the most beautiful look I have ever seen. Even though her face still has an old and disguised appearance that has not been completely removed.

That is also the only one in my life who can call you so openly and honestly, and you look at me with a smile and respond to "Husband".

Even if everything is just a play, who knows that I have made a wish to Buddha - drama is like life.

But how could I know that everything is just a false dream.

I turned out to be just a passerby in the scene you called life, not the protagonist I am.

King Xiang has a dream, the goddess... has no intention.

The dense forests in Shu are silent, the sky is always full of melancholy green, and the white clouds are shallow.

It seems that there are only two of you and me in this world.

I don’t know if this is the case, all the calculation thoughts and past grievances seem to be separated by the rain.

You fish, chop firewood, make fire, carry water, build a small house to protect you from the wind and rain, and change the medicine and wipe your body for me who is your enemy.

I was seriously injured and I had to take it seriously, but you probably didn't know that this disaster and this disaster were originally planned by me, and I knew it through the itinerary with Nan Qinyue. Since she knew, how could the cruel water bandits on the road not know?

All I want is him or your life.

Above the torrents and in the dark night, you lurk with no Yaoshi to protect each other. Is there any better chance than this?

There will always be people who will lose sight of one thing and another when you and him.

If you die in the water, Qin Sheng will be in chaos.

But what I didn't calculate was that even I made mistakes. However, even those who are known as Qin Sheng as the one who is a perfect plan in this world will miss the lives of the confidant and lose their lives at Gong Shaosi's hands.

I'm just using my luck to bet with you.

I won and lost.

If you fall into the water and get separated from Qin Sheng, he will lose one and the other.

But I also fell into the water and was injured. For some reason, the moment I saw you in the dark water flow, I accidentally grabbed you.

But I didn't know that at that moment, I lost my own beginning.

The wind and rain are long and the night is dim.

On those nights, I and you were like ordinary couples in the mountains, lacking medical treatment, lacking food and food, but they were so embarrassed - warm.

I never knew you were such a capable woman, and I was even more confused by your identity. Why, as if you knew everything, your soft and slender shoulders seemed to support the sky. Every time I saw you busy working like a bee collecting honey, it only made me feel inexplicably warm. My heart, which was always cold and wet, seemed to be covered with gentleness. Even the dream of returning to my hometown countless times seemed to fade away in the rain. I just hope that I could see you do everything for me for a long time, and that would be perfect.

Suddenly there was a luxury that I shouldn't have—

I am alone in a foreign land and a stranger, but can there be one person who makes me forget all the past, abandon my grand clothes, have a gorgeous country and great ambitions, and only be an ordinary mountain farmer, carrying water, chopping firewood, picking vegetables and farming for you.

From then on, all the conspiracies and tricks were buried, holding hands, growing old with you, and being united in one's heart and virtue.

...

Unfortunately, you and I have concerns that I can’t let go, but if you are too deeply concerned, it becomes obsession.

But I don’t know that obsession with hatred will make you and me miss it.

Where is life? There is no wind and moon.

However, the light of the morning light flies in a flash.

Perhaps, everything has a sign of prejudice, just as I was born to shame, and I never got the favor of God Amaterasu. The naughty son born in a wet and dark corner, even if he was named the sacred Ise Palace, still could not touch the light of Takahara. He could only secretly peek at his hometown and mother, which separated the distant mountains and seas...

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It seems to be for someone, wearing armor and walking on the clouds

Unfortunately, I was unable to dominate the world

Scattered rumors of achievement

I am also called the god of heaven. (word)

Mother, to him, has always been like a warm and illusory existence.

But he was still willing to wear armor to fight for the illusion and expand territory for her on another battlefield. Unfortunately, not to mention being powerful, even his own existence is just another illusion.

But from the day he knew his identity, the nanny who grew up taking care of him told him over and over again that Ise-Miang is the God of God and you are the son of God.

He was once proud of his identity, but he looked forward to his mother's tenderness and favor, just like the beautiful palace painting that the person who cared for him saw him, sitting high behind the curtain looking down at the ministers, Emperor Feiyu, and descendants of Amaterasu, who have been born in the ages.

If the Great Sun Girl Really existed, such a beautiful goddess should have a gentle gaze, soft fingertips, and a rich and warm embrace like her mother.

Unfortunately, the closest thing to her was just the teenager. He couldn't bear the pain of longing and quietly climbed onto the ship far away to Japan, avoiding the pursuit all the way, and arrived at the Ise Temple, the sacred place that named him.

He knew that his mother would personally lead the princess and ministers there to worship every year. However, one of the witches who disguised as a sacrifice was lurking there, but not long after that, she was discovered by Tokugawa people, covered her mouth and dragged it down.

His eyes were red and he wanted to shout, telling everyone that he was also a prince and a sacred palace prince Ise, who wanted to call him mother.

But I forgot that no one here knew his existence, let alone His Highness Ise Palace.

He could still be dragged away in a daze, watching the romantic prince and beautiful princes surrounding the noble woman, laughing and singing a song. There was the ethereal and quiet song of the three-story line in the wind, and she didn't even look at him.

If the mother didn't know that he had been here, maybe he could comfort himself.

Unfortunately, on the boat, he received the only letter from his mother - a letter of reprimand with extremely harsh words.

He scolded him for disregarding the overall situation, taking risks and being crazy, not worthy of being a prince, or even not worthy of the title of Ise-Miya. If he did this, there would be no need for him to exist.

He didn't know how he had spent those two months of sea drifting, and was trapped on the boat all the way, and no one talked to him.

His resentment and anger finally seemed to be smoothed out by time, or were annihilated by the bumpy sea and the wet sea wind and rain. In the end, he only looked at the letter of reprimand over and over again, telling himself that it was his mother's expectation to be a child. It must be that he did not do well enough, which made her mother so angry?

If he fulfilled his mother's expectations and got the Central Plains throne that his mother wanted, perhaps everything would be different. His mother would be proud of him and would recognize his existence in front of everyone.

After a long time, he gradually realized that what he wanted was a dream that could never be realized.

However, he was still a young man in that year, and his mood seemed to calm down because of this answer.

The word self-deception is like a gentle place, which can hold all obsessions.

It is like the illusory lights in the sea, like the beautiful singing of the mermaid, luring the traveler forward, and finally swallowed by the waves, torn apart by the sharp claws of the mermaid, and finally the flesh and blood fly across the body without leaving any bones.

...

People always have to move forward and always have a goal.

Therefore, he moved forward and used himself to sacrifice to the illusory homeland, the illusory relatives and love.

In the end, even the only chance I could see the sunshine and dawn, I gave up myself.

"Hahaha..." On the day he heard the news of Gong Shaosi's death, he stroked his forehead and laughed loudly in the long night sea breeze, and burst into tears.

Laugh at the boy's stupidity and laugh at his own infatuation.

Laughing at that time, so cruel.

Gong Shaosi was in the garden that day. When the years were quiet, he let go of her hand.

He never blamed himself for taking her out of the rainy forest in Shu that night.

It turned out that he was like the boy he had once hated extremely, no difference. He was both eager for the warmth he wanted in his own way and imprisoning the love, desire, hatred and shocking he wanted.

But how could he not know that what he did was just pushing her farther and farther away.

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A hundred kinds of heroes are frozen in a moment

All the world has faded and taken root

Long night, dense rain and sand block new people

Now I suddenly encounter the fate of practicing

I only realized my past hatreds

It's really unreasonable among demons

Everyone has experienced the sea of ​​suffering

Finally tried hard to take on the duties

But the disciple is still dull and confused

When missing a moment of eyes

Which passage should I recite?

His past grievances made his world a deserted place, and the sea of ​​suffering in the world was rippling, but he also knew that compared to that man, he was indeed "very good".

Hundreds of heroes, freeze for a moment.

He probably had no chance of being a hero in this life, but he knew that the man was once a hero, at least the young general who was called Qiu Zifei had also become famous among the three armies.

The sea of ​​bitterness has risen and fallen, and it has been filled with wind and rain, and has been filled with courage, which has brought about a lifetime of silence, and blood and tears are frozen in the eternal tundra.

I have also envied that man's indulgence, jealous of the young hero who was praised by the world, and pity his fate, which is even more tragic than myself.
To be continued...