Chapter 797 If love lasts for a long time
When the two arrived in Longzhou, the sun had begun to set.
An old small temple stands quietly on the outskirts of the city. The green tiles on the eaves have long been mottled, revealing the vicissitudes of time.
The rays of the setting sun shine on the temple walls, reflecting a layer of warm golden orange.
As soon as they crossed the threshold, just like last time, the young monks couldn't wait to run up to them with their lottery tubes in their arms and said enthusiastically: "Donors, would you like to ask for a lottery?"
"Sir, you go first!" Lu Shiyuan looked at Gu Xu and smiled slightly.
The sun shone on her body, and her white dress was dyed with a light golden color. Her whole body seemed to be enveloped in a soft halo, like a fairy walking out of a painting.
Gu Xu casually grabbed a bamboo stick with the words "Shang Shang Da Ji" written on it, and the inscription was "Guan Guan Jiu Jiu, in the river island, a graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight".
Lu Shiyao curiously turned his head and took a look. After seeing the signature, a bright smile broke out on his face, and his cheeks were quietly stained with a shy blush.
Immediately, she reached out and drew a lot, and it was also "good luck" and the content was "you will get what you want, you will get what you want".
This sign implies a happy and harmonious marriage, implying that her fate with Gu Xu has matured. If there is any hesitation or hesitation, she may miss the good relationship and it will be difficult to recover.
"Master..."
She turned her head to look at Gu Xu, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Gu Xu put his arms around her slender waist and prepared to take her away.
At this time, the young monks nearby said in unison: "The two donors are destined to be married by fate, and they will definitely be together for a hundred years!"
Gu Xu glanced sideways at them and immediately saw through their intentions - they were obviously here to ask for money.
However, he was in a good mood today and was not stingy. He took out a few pieces of broken silver from his sleeve and handed them over.
The young monks took the money, smiled happily, thanked them repeatedly, and then ran away happily.
The figures of Gu Xu and Lu Shiyao disappeared from the ruined temple, and then appeared beside the ancient wall covered with vines outside the temple.
In the cool evening wind, Gu Xu quietly looked at the girl in front of him.
The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like autumn water, and the lips are like cherry petals.
Even the most exquisite meticulous painting cannot depict such a flawless woman.
Gu Xu stretched out a hand and gently pushed a strand of Lu Shiyao's hair behind his ear.
Lu Shiyao's body trembled slightly, and his whole body immediately tensed up.
But she still restrained herself and stood obediently, letting his hands gently caress her face, pass over her soft lips, slide down her slender neck, stay on her slender back, and then slowly move to Slender waist.
The next moment, Gu Xu gently pulled her into his arms, his lips touching hers.
Soft and sweet, like tasting the delicate petals of spring or the clear spring water in the mountains.
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When it gets dark, a bright moon quietly hangs on the treetops, and its silver glow fills the earth.
Gu Xu and Lu Shiyao walked into an inn in Longzhou side by side.
"Sir, how many rooms do you want to stay in?" The shopkeeper raised his head and asked, looking around them.
Gu Xu turned his head slightly and looked at Lu Shiyao beside him.
At this time, he had used the power of Tao to cover up her appearance - only he could have a panoramic view of that beautiful face that was favored by heaven and earth. In the eyes of others, she is just an ordinary girl.
"If you're not ready, I can wait." Gu Xu said to her using divine voice transmission.
He knew that Lu Shiyao had witnessed the tragedy of the Lu family's extermination and the suffering of her loved ones. Those unbearable scenes may have left a deep shadow in her heart. Perhaps, she will feel uneasy and hesitant about intimacy between men and women.
Lu Shiyao lowered his head slightly and gently pulled his sleeves with his fingers, as if thinking about something.
After a moment, she raised her head and said to the innkeeper in a clear voice: "One room."
Gu Xu looked at the moonlight shining on her body, and the silver light reflected her face like a dream. He felt that the moonlight in the wilderness had never been as moving as it was tonight.
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The two of them walked into the room, lay side by side on the couch, clasped their fingers together, and stared out the window at the star-studded night sky.
"Master, write a poem." After a long period of silence, Lu Shiyao suddenly suggested softly.
"Write poetry?"
"Yes. I like the young master's poems very much." Lu Shiyao has always liked Gu Xu's poems, the beautiful and concise words in his poems, the extraordinary artistic conception contained in them, the unrestrained imagination, and the expressions in the poems. The courage to tolerate the world.
She felt that Gu Xu could always see into the world from a unique perspective and see the depth and breadth that she could not touch.
And this outstanding talent and broad mind are exactly what she does not possess, but she particularly admires.
"There is no poem, but there is one poem." Gu Xu said.
He paused and then chanted softly:
"The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
"Tender love is like water, good times are like dreams, and we can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on our way home. If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?"
"...If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night..."
After Gu Xu finished speaking, Lu Shiyao couldn't help but read the word over and over again. The more he read it, the more he liked it.
She felt that the "long-lasting love" described in Gongzi's poem was not a reflection of the deep love between them?
Although they were separated by life and death for a time, the young master always thought of her and did not hesitate to reverse the course of time to save her.
Whenever she thought of all this, a warmth surged through her heart.
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In this cold world, there was finally someone who always cared about her and cared about her.
"Master."
"Huh?"
"You...what flowers do you like?"
"Fuchsia."
"Why?"
"It comes out of the silt but not stained; it washes the ripples clean but not evil; the fragrance is far away and clear, and the pavilions and pavilions are pure and green."
The corners of Lu Shiyao's mouth slightly raised.
At this time, Gu Xu asked: "What about you? What flowers do you like?"
"Plum blossoms."
"Why?"
"Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest, it is different from peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night, spreading like spring in the universe."
This is a poem that Gu Xu wrote when he participated in the "Hundred Flowers Poetry Club" in Luzhai, Qingzhou - no, to be precise, it was copied.
Tonight, Lu Shiyao recited it and gave it back to him.
Gu Xu couldn't help but chuckle.
His hands couldn't help but fall on Lu Shiyao's waist, and took off the white ribbon around her waist.
However, he did not throw the ribbon under the bed casually, but tied it gently around her head and blindfolded her.
Lu Shiyao's vision suddenly went dark, as if the whole world had fallen into an unknown abyss.
Her heartbeat couldn't help but begin to accelerate, and her toes curled up slightly, showing a hint of nervousness.
"Master..."
"I've heard people say that when you lose your sight, your other senses become sharper."
After a while, the snow-white dress slipped to the ground.
The girl bit her lip lightly and lay quietly on the couch.
Like the snow on the top of Yishan Mountain, like the jade condensed by moonlight, like the blooming lotus.
Gu Xu lowered his head and kissed her.
At this moment, Lu Shiyao felt like countless fireworks exploded in his body, crackling and exploding in turn. No force could extinguish them.
With every tremor of her skin, muscles and bones, she was thrown up into the clouds and fell into the underworld in an instant.
Rise, fall.
Rise, fall.
Then, with a bang, the whole world collapsed.