My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

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The place where the Suwo people were executed was on the outskirts of the city, a desolate courtyard that had been abandoned for a long time.

This place was personally selected by the queen. There have been some rumors that Suworulu once tortured and killed a woman here. It is said that in the middle of the night, there will be a resentful spirit wearing a bright red dress on the promenade. Wandering back.

It looks a little gloomy even during the day. The ruined walls are submerged in half-human-high weeds. Under the cobwebs of the eaves, there are the remaining shells of insects after being sucked. Occasionally, a few crows pass by, and they are pointed like monsters. Called, creepy,

Choosing this kind of place might also want Su Wo Fu Ji to try the fear that the woman had when she died.

There is no moon tonight, the sky is gloomy, and there are only a few bonfires on the huge courtyard.

The queen was sitting on the chair in front of the steps, wearing a red embroidered and purple satin skirt, her half-covered chest was faintly visible with a plump white arc. There are more than a dozen servants guarding her, and on both sides of the courtyard are full of soldiers in armor, with big swords hanging from their waists, standing majestic in front of the prison car.

The bonfire was swaying in the night breeze, sparks were flying everywhere, and the flickering light added a bit of horror to this gloomy old courtyard.

The prison car parked in the middle of the courtyard was covered by a white curtain with fringed edges. From the outside, I couldn't see what was inside. One by one, the small, skinny old man holding a torch said something. , And then turned to the empress.

"The emperor, the time is up, you can start."

He still wore the big red official uniform that demonstrated his identity, and wore a soft black hat, and fell to his knees on the ground. Under the pressure of the dark sky, the thin figure appeared even smaller.

The night breeze was cool, and there was silence everywhere. Everyone held their breath and watched the scene, waiting for the queen to give the order to set the fire.

The empress looked at the prison wagon, her mood was a little ups and downs.

There is a peerless beauty inside. As long as she gives an order, she will be swallowed by a vicious flame. The snow-white skin will be burnt in a short period of time. The dazzling silver-white hair will also be scorched. It will turn into black and gray and fly in the air.

The queen thought about it, raised her head, and asked softly toward the old man who was kneeling in front of her, "Didn't Da Lang come?"

"Back to the emperor, the child was ordered by the old minister to reflect at home."

"It's a pity, he should have seen this scene with his own eyes."

The old man raised his head cautiously, he only dared to look at the queen's shoes, his expression seemed to have something to say, but he restrained it for some reason.

A strong wind blows, the campfire sways violently, and the courtyard smells of pine oil.

"It's a pity..." The queen smiled unclearly, was silent for a while, and then screamed: "Come here!"

"Go and open the curtain, I want to let the Lord Zhongchen see with his own eyes how my daughter-in-law and grandson were burned to death."

A guard walked out from her, came to the side of the prison wagon with a torch, and opened a corner of the curtain.

As the fire light entered, everyone could clearly see that in the narrow carriage there was a lady with a big belly and cruelly locked hands and feet by iron chains.

She was wearing a colorful dress embroidered with cherry blossoms, her face down, everyone could not see her appearance, nor could she see the emotions on her face.

Some whispering voices sounded around. Most of them were soldiers discussing her identity. Some felt it was a pity, some said it deserved it, and some asked why the Zhongchen's family was so cruel.

The person in the prison car just held his belly in both hands, completely ignoring the surrounding environment. The long silver-white hair, strands of hair was tied into a tangled knot, and it was stained like dirty white clothes. Gray stains.

The night wind blew, and the flames flickered.

The voice of conversation floated over the courtyard, echoing in the night.

Suddenly someone laughed, and the lingering rhyme of the voice echoed in the air, a tone of sadness with a bit of coldness.

"Everyone, today is the day when the Suwo clan is destroyed..."

The empress sat on the chair, looking down, her voice solemn and loud, "The Lord Zhongchen is so loyal, even at the expense of righteousness, that I see everything in my eyes."

"In the future, the affairs of the imperial court will depend on a minister like Zhongchen-sama..."

After saying this, the queen looked at the old man: "There is also that son. He is a talent I value very much. It's a pity that he has gone astray over the years. Let him come back and let me admit a mistake. I can leave it alone... ..."

"Tonight, I will help him get rid of the root cause that made him go astray."

The voice suddenly rose, and the queen slapped on the table next to her, and shouted: "Fire."

Several soldiers around the prison wagon threw out their torches and ignited the dry wood that had been laid under the prison wagon.

The hot tongue soon surrounded the prison wagon, the white curtain was ignited first, and sparks were flying like raindrops...

The dry wood fire under the car burned more vigorously, and under the blessing of the wind, several bright red tongues were spit out, and the black smoke rising up was as suffocating as a volcanic eruption.

This scene is very sad, what kind of pain are the people in the car suffering at this time?

Many soldiers turned their heads away and couldn’t bear to look at them.

But the empress never looked away. She stared at the fire intently, and she leaked a vicious smile from time to time.

In the thick smoke, the woman in the car was reddened by the fire light. She curled up and protected her belly tightly, but her hair had begun to scorch.

The wind suddenly rose, and the hair was the first to be ignited in the frenzied flames, and sparks began to appear on the beautiful clothes embroidered with cherry blossoms. An extremely painful look appeared on her face, twisting the body that was tightly bound by the iron chain, but could not stop herself from heading towards the hellish suffering.

Yup.

It can't be stopped at all.

Times have changed, the bad things are still there, and the whole life has been red all over the world, ending in tragedy.

There will be no heroes from the world.

What am I expecting?

Su Wo Fu Ji's hand was shaking slightly, and the little life inside seemed to have noticed the mother's situation and began to struggle violently.

my child.

In the long years after my death, I would often fantasize about your grown-up appearance, very beautiful, because I am also very beautiful, so of course you will be very beautiful, right?

Your eyes will be as transparent as a crystal, and there might be an endless universe hidden inside.

very sorry......

Can't let you come into this world.

But maybe it's a good thing. If you don't come, you don't need to experience so much suffering.

You are so beautiful that this world is not as good as you. Now you are still a little, in my big body, you can sleep quietly all the time.

Mom will always love you.

Dad will too...if he remembers you.

Su Wo Fu Ji listened to the "cracking" sound of burning dry wood, and slowly closed her eyes.

A drop of hot liquid fell on her face.

Is it raining?

She opened her eyes, the night was deep, and there was no sign of rain. She stretched out her hand and touched it, and her white fingers were stained with a bright red, thick and stench, it was... blood.

Where does the blood come from...

Su Wo Fu Ji looked around suspiciously, sparks were flying, a soldier in front of the prison car was holding his neck, and there were soldiers farther away panicked and wary of something.

"what"

A stern cry sounded, and the cry of the death of the man tore through the dangerous night. The next moment, the soldier closest to the prison car fell to the sky with a hole in his neck, and the blood bloomed like a spring. From...

Immediately after that, no one had expected that there was a sudden noise in the dark clear sky, and a black figure jumped out of the courtyard wall and slammed into the burning prison car in a straight line.

"Boom!"

The already fragile prison wagon shattered, and the man hugged Suwafuji's shoulders from behind and jumped out of the fire.

In a short moment, everyone reacted to what was going on, shouting, drawing knives, and chaotic footsteps. The soldiers drew their long knives and approached them step by step.

They gradually formed a circle, but did not go further. They seemed to have pressed the pause button, under the night and fire, listening to the pair of men and women talking quietly.

"you're awake?"

"correct."

"Why not go back?"

"What do you mean?" Fujiwara Starry Sky sat down lightly, let Su I Fukuji lie on his side, and asked, "You lied to me for four and a half years, don't you give me an explanation?"

The moonlight gradually became clear and clear, and apart from the burning flame, the courtyard sank into deep silence.

Su Wu Fu Ji thought for a while, and asked him: "I don't think I need it."

"That's not good." Fujiwara Stars said with a smile: "Anyone who knows me knows that I am very stingy, especially when facing someone I like."

"like?"

"of course."

"Fake, forget about it."

"Fake? Do you want me to strip your clothes now and try it out?"

Suga Fukuji subconsciously covered her chest with her hands, and Fujiwara Starry Sky quietly looked at her. After a while, she twisted her head evasively and said with difficulty: "I don't know how to explain it to you."

"At this time, I know to pretend to be a little woman?" Fujiwara Hoshizora stretched out her forehead and lifted a few strands of hair on her forehead, and asked with a smile, "Where did the aura you gave me the first time?" ?"

Su Wu Fu Ji snapped open his hand and said coldly: "Then what do you want me to say?"

"Su I Fukuji, you made me chase so hard before and made me suffer for months of gains and losses, but I remember very clearly. If you don't give me an explanation today, you don't want to die so easily."

Su Wo Fu Ji opened her mouth slightly and stared blankly into his eyes. Gradually, the ruby-like pain became a little fuzzy, as if covered with an opaque film.

"You lied to me for four and a half years, and now you plan to leave without saying a word." Fujiwara Hoshizora rubbed his sour nose and asked, "Don't you think about me? You don't think about me. How can we accept this fact?"

She shook her head vigorously: "I'm sorry..."

As soon as the words were spoken, tears overflowed from her eye sockets, slid across her face, and fell on the brown and withered hair, silently.

"I don't want this... I can't control it..."

When the first tears came out, it was doomed to be out of control.

Su Wo Fu Ji opened her mouth, "I...I..." after a second cry, she could no longer speak. She could only hold Fujiwara Star's collar with both hands, curled up, crying like vomiting.

It was the second time that Fujiwara Hoshizora saw someone cry so sad. She leaned on her chest, shaking and crying depressed. Her warm tears wet the clothes of the two people. This is not a pain that can be soothed by words. He can only put his left hand around her shoulder and gently pat her back with his right hand.

He kept this position, waiting for her to stop crying, but she could not stop.

The floating bonfire reflects the dust floating in the night, sparkling sparks are flying and dancing, and when the tears burst out, it seems that there is light powder being rubbed into sorrow.

The crying continued for a long time, until he was exhausted, and gradually turned into choking.

For more than 1400 years, this may be the most embarrassing time for Su Wo Fu Ji to cry. Even though she can no longer cry, her tears are still unstoppable. She stretched out her hand to wipe those tears and choked at the same time. He said: "I don't want to lie to you..."

Fujiwara Stars shook his head, he wiped the tears from his eyes, and his voice was soft: "I didn't blame you for this."

The surroundings were quiet, and even the flames stopped burning. Su Wo Fu Ji was still in tears, but gradually struggled with a smile on her face. She choked up and asked, "Then what do you want me to explain?"

"Didn't I say that, I am a stingy man, one thing I can't let go of anyway." Fujiwara Hoshizora sniffed and asked complicatedly: "I am not a ninja, so I thought Know one thing. For the past four and a half years, have you always regarded me as his substitute?"

Su Wo Fu Ji closed her eyes speechlessly, as if looking back at the long years that had been covered in dust, speechless for a long time.

Fujiwara Xingkong scratched his hair boredly. He couldn't vent his grievances by shouting at Suwa Fuki. Now she is like a firefly caught in a glass jar.

She was shining slightly through the glass, but the light was very dim. She flew in her jar with her wings for more than 1,400 years, trying to find an exit, but she could not leave the narrow world.

He has always been a very emotional person, and he really can't bear to blame her. But Su Wo Fu Ji's silence made him feel very uncomfortable. If more than four years of sweet time were just because he was a substitute for another person, did he ever exist in her heart?

Does the name Fujiwara Stars have any weight?

Time stood still for a while, only the wind blew, and the oak leaves collided and rustled against each other in the darkness.

Fujiwara Xingkong looked away sadly. In the sky above the courtyard, there happened to be a firefly flying by. It was flying happily in the sky. After leaving a wonderful arc of light in the night, he watched the light fly away. Go, like a wandering soul with nowhere to go, dissipating in the darkness.

"Forget it."

Fujiwara Xingkong sighed and laughed at himself, "Since you don't say that I don't want to force you, give birth to the child, and when your obsession is gone, we will be different."

Suwo Fukuji suddenly opened her eyes, those eyes staring at him as if to see through his spirit, Fujiwara Xingkong sighed in her heart, and looked away with difficulty: "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I'm going to die, it's useless to blame you, so let's do it. I'm very tired. I'm going to give birth early and let me go home early.

"You bastard!" Su Wo Fu Ji gritted her teeth and cursed, her eyes turned to one side, tears streaming down again.

"I have been a stand-in for more than four years, and there is hard work without credit. Are you still scolding me for being a bit unreasonable?"

Su Wo Fu Ji choked and cursed: "You are the one who is cursing!"

"Will it be reasonable?"

"I'm here to fall in love with you, not to reason with you!"

Fujiwara Star frowned: "In love?"

"I have never regarded you as someone's substitute..." Su Wo Fu Ji tried to suppress the fierce choking, staring at him stubbornly: "In the past four and a half years, I remember the clearest one. The thing is that you are called Fujiwara Stars."

"When I died for the second time, I asked myself a question. If I met you 1400 years ago, would there be a different ending? It is precisely because of this question that you were involved in this world. Later, I will live as a lieutenant."

"I have fallen in love with you little by little over the past four years, loving you with all my heart. But what about you? Do you doubt me?"

Su Wo Fu Ji tried to sit up straight, and leaned on his shoulders: "Tell me if you are a bastard!" After speaking, her eyes burst into tears.

Tears seemed to gush from the bottom of my heart, and warm waves spread in the body.

"I thought I was going to die with regret this time... I was really moved when I saw you coming..." In the choking sound, she wiped her tears vigorously, "But what about you? ...You don't believe me at all... Then what are you doing, can't you let me and my child die quietly..."

Before the words fell, the lips were blocked, and soon there was a subtle kiss and a rapid breathing. After a while, Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled bitterly: "I didn't say that I didn't believe you, I just thought Making sure..."

Su Wo Fu Ji cried softly...

"You shouldn't have come..."

"My ending is doomed...you can't change it...you go, take advantage of this world before it disappears..."

"That won't work." Fujiwara Hoshizora gently kissed her forehead. "At least let me take a look at our child. You wouldn't be so cruel to me, would you?"

Su Wu Fu Ji opened her dim eyes and looked at the motionless soldiers: "These people are temporarily controlled by me, but if you are a child for a lifetime, then I can't be distracted to control them. You are just ordinary in this world. People, you will die..."

"Fuji... Lean in my arms." Fujiwara Starry sky called softly, and Su I put my ear to his chest: "Can you hear my heartbeat? It will never leave you. go with."

Su Wo Fu Ji closed her eyes, enjoying his last tenderness.

"If this world will be destroyed in the fire, then I will fight for you to the end of life. I will drive away your fears, drive away your worries, and will do my best to protect you."

"Remember, you will never be alone before the dawn."

In his arms, Su Wo Fu Ji choked softly: "Really want to give birth?"

"Of course, this is my first time being a father."

"Okay, I'll give birth." Suwa Fukuji firmly responded, then smiled gently and said: "Fujiwara..."

She seemed to be uncomfortable with what she was going to say next, there was a blush on her face, and when she took a deep breath to adjust her emotions, she slowly opened her mouth and said every word.

"To me, you are as beautiful as the summer starry sky. I can't forget you, so even if this world is broken, I will always love you in a place where no one is there."

Fujiwara Starry sky picked her up, walked to the room behind the courtyard, and asked as he walked: "Anything else? Say a few more words, I like to listen to this kind of compliment."

"Nothing." Su Wo Fu Ji glared at him, then frowned: "My stomach hurts... the child wants to come out."

"It's okay... I asked Mihoko to prepare in advance."

Pushing the door open, Xinchuan Kyuai has been waiting inside for a long time.

Su Wo Fu Ji questioned: "Why is this spider still here?"

"Shut up, Birdman!"

"Okay, stop arguing between you two. I have no experience as to how the child can be born."

Xinchuan Yu Ai spread her hands, "I have no experience either."

Su Wo Fu Ji panicked: "I haven't had a baby either..."

"Forget it, let's explore together~www.wuxiaspot.com~Why are you a man who has a baby?"

"Yeah..." Su Wo Fu Ji was sweating profusely with pain, gritted her teeth and said, "You go outside and guard, I can't control the soldiers in pain..."

"Then you two, come on!"

Fujiwara Stars suppressed the anxiety in his heart, closed the door, and went to the courtyard.

The soldiers who were frozen all moved at a certain moment.

"Ah ah--"

"Take him!

The sound of shouting, metal crashing, and the sound of the human body suddenly sounded.

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