He carefully took the wooden slip and moved gently, as if he were treating the only treasure in the world.
The faint aroma of nanmu came slowly towards the face, as if it still carried the warmth of that woman.
This was the first time in ten years that he had heard from her.
After ten years, he could finally laugh sincerely.
I miss you so much.
I miss you so much.
I miss you so much.
The three characters were written with great force and penetrating into the wood. They were exactly Chu Yue's handwriting. She was still thinking about him.
Turning over the wooden slip, Zhao Zheng's eyes fell on a line of small words: In the twenty-eighth year of Renwu, Ying Chuyue.
It was still Chu Yue's handwriting, but the handwriting became lighter and weaker as it went back.
The twenty-eighth year of Renwu was the year they parted.
He took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the fishy sweetness rising in his stomach, but his body still trembled involuntarily.
A waiter came in with some soup and medicine, and the cold wind took the opportunity to sneak into the tent, churning his stomach. A mouthful of blood was no longer under his control and rushed out of his throat, instantly staining the last two words on the wooden slip red.
Since we miss each other, why don't we miss each other? Since we love each other, why can't we stay together?
Chu Yue, just because I love you, do you want to punish me like this and never see me again?
Don't worry, I won't do what you want. Isn't it only ten years? Even if I go to heaven or earth, or escape into reincarnation, I will still find you.
At that time I must ask you: Is it worth it?
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I love the Warring States Period the most and have always wanted to write a story like this. Given my stubborn preference for that era, I predict that this story will definitely be finished. But I'm a lazy person and have to work, so I don't update from time to time. Dear guests, please don't take pictures of me (⊙o⊙)
The romance is mixed with a bit of fantasy, and there are some aspects that are not consistent with history, and the love is forced. You know. (*^__^*)