Black Mandala of Forbidden Love

Chapter 4

After listening to everything, I cursed a bastard in my heart, no wonder why I died so early, why did God let me wake up again, this makes me feel so embarrassing.My fists were clenched tightly and my lips were bloodshot from being bitten. I want to prove everything myself. If it is true that my father died because of me, I must die as an apology. I won’t believe everything they say. Really, I feel ashamed in my heart, but I won’t convict myself so quickly. I want to find out the truth. There are obvious flaws in this statement, but now I can’t explain it, and I don’t want to explain it. After all, I can’t remember anything now. If Restoring the memory will make everything clear.

"Did Daddy ever leave me a last word?!" Daddy, after you leave, there will be no one in the world who cares and protects me like you. Qiu'er was wrong, really wrong.

"Master said at the end of his life that he hoped that the junior sister would marry the senior brother and cut off contact with the people of the Demon Cult from now on!!" Ruan Fengyao was extremely unwilling. The master didn't blame her but ordered the senior brother to marry her. She was unwilling, too unwilling.

My heart is sad, Daddy, if this is really your wish, then Qiu'er will abide by it, this time Qiu'er will be obedient and will not be self-willed anymore.

The people behind me gradually left, I just knelt straight in front of my father's grave as if I hadn't heard of it, and all I could see was the man's gentle eyes and curved mouth, daddy, are you using this method to wake me up to you? I can't believe that you were killed by someone from the Demon Cult. You have always disdained to use force with others and prefer to play tricks in secret. The number one swordsman in the world, how could you be killed so easily...

I'm in a fog, I can't figure it out, I can't see through it.

The moonlit night covered the sand, like a frosty brilliance, I fell to the ground with a bang, and I vaguely saw my father walking towards me from the enchanting petals in the sky, his eyes were as gentle as ever...

"Senior Sister, I've been looking for you for a long time, so you are here!!" A green figure in the stone depression in the distance saw me, ran over fiercely, and with a wave of his arms, he was already on the tree.

I smiled slightly, this girl has good lightness skills, I remember that this child was stupid before, but now she is much smarter.

"Senior Sister, do you really want to marry Eldest Brother?!" She asked as soon as her butt sat down.

I frowned, the faint scent of this girl is a bit special, why haven't I smelled it before? !

"Of course, isn't it a foregone conclusion? How can I disobey my father's last wish." His eyes drifted into the distance, a few clouds and smoke spread in the forest that had just been baptized by the spring rain, and spring swallows passed by flickering.

She hooked her lips and smiled, very beautiful.

Arms were hugged by someone, looking back, Han Ziyi's shining black eyes reflected her tranquil expression, her face became more and more beautiful, like a blooming peony, and the beauty mole between her eyebrows became more and more red, like a drop of precipitation The blood and tears that can't fall for thousands of years, this is what I look like in this life. Compared with my previous life, my public face is indeed too beautiful, even after 20 years, it is still strange.

The longer the face is, the more beautiful it is, but the eyes are becoming more and more dull, like a rigid clock that can only swing, this cold and melancholic person, is it really me? more distant.

Is this why I never look in the mirror? Is it because of fear, fearing that I will not be like myself, without the enthusiasm for life, and the emotions will become more and more marginalized.

I have always felt that it was not by chance that I came to this world. I vaguely remember seeing a man in red in my sleep on the plane, but I couldn’t see his face clearly, but I remembered his low voice, the painful and depressed voice: Autumn Er, come back, Qiuer, Qiuer...

And the tearing pain when his teardrops fell on his forehead...

Slowly rubbing the mole between the eyebrows, the pain is still so clear, who, who shed a tear in my heart, obviously unfamiliar, but makes me feel so painful every time I think of it.

(End of this chapter)