"Show you something."

Jiuxian Yanran stood in front of him. As she said, she suddenly used her hands to pull open the collar of her chest and then pulled it down.

Jiang Zizai was shocked.

What caught my eye was the snow-white peaks and deep ravines, which were so hot. Sure enough, Shen Xiao was not on the same level as her.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Zizai asked dry mouth.

She stretched out her jade finger, pointed to the middle of her chest, and said softly: "Did you see it? This mark."

Only then did Jiang Zizai realize that in the deep gully in the middle, there was a blood-red mark, which was a special symbol, like an eye. After a moment of glance, Jiang Zizai was deeply trapped in it and became manic.

Before she could even hurry to continue to enjoy the wonderful scenery, she retired her clothes, glared at Jiang Zizai, and said, "It's a bargain."

"What is that?"

After she put on her clothes, Jiang Zizai still couldn't forget the blood-colored eye mark. The mark was enough to allow him to divert his attention from the wonderful place.

"This ghost thing is called the 'Divine Curse', which has existed since I was born. They said that this is the curse of the ancient god. I must have committed heinous sins in my previous life. Only when I come to this life will I be cursed by the ancient god and abandoned by the ancient god. They said that I am a person of bad luck, and everyone around me will be killed. However, I was just a good person who was at peace in my previous life..."

As she said, her eyes were a little confused. She grabbed Jiang Zizai's palm and held it tightly.

"What a joke, it's just a birthmark. Just don't pay attention to it." Jiang Zizai comforted softly.

How could she be such a good person and such a perfect woman be the curse of the ancient god?

Jiuxian smiled helplessly and said, "I thought so too. But they said that those who possessed magical mantras in history will die on their thirtyth birthday. I was born on the Day of God Sacrifice. In two years, we may be separated."

Upon hearing this news, Jiang Zizai was struck by lightning.

"Impossible!" He clasped Jiuxian's palm tightly and asked very hard: "Are you sure that those people are the same as you? Are you sure they all died at this age?"

Jiuxian gently wiped his face and said, "These are not wrong. I have been checking the information for more than ten years. It's all like this. Without exception. Otherwise, how could I tell you that if I like me, I won't end up like a good thing."

"Impossible..." Jiang Zizai was still bolt from the blue, unbelievable.

"Follower, if I weren't a spellman, how could they look down on me so much and treat me as a monster? So, I thought of playing with me, and no one would care about it."

As she spoke, her eyes became a little rosy, and she could no longer control herself and hid in Jiang Zizai's arms.

"I regret it. I really want to be born more than ten years late. In this way, even if I am a magician, I can accompany you and go through more than ten years to give birth to children for you. Leave something for this world... But now I don't have much time, and I don't want to use my children to delay your whole life..."

She was afraid, afraid of getting together with Jiang Zizai, or even getting married.

In just one or two years, if he really loves deeply and dies, what should he do? Not to mention that leaving his children is unfair to his children.

She doesn't want to have children and has never had a mother since she was a child.

"There is an ancient poem in my hometown, which is quite appropriate." Her voice was a little sobbing, she must be very sad.

"Read it and listen."

Jiang Zizai took a deep breath. After hearing so much about her today, I realized how difficult it has been for her over the years.

I really feel sorry for her.

However, he said that he liked her, and from then on, he would also strive for a goal.

Night begins to fall, and she hums a poem in the candlelight—

I have not been born, but I am old.

When you are in love with the ends of the world, I have passed by the corner of the sea.

Each has its own fragrant grass, and has never been surrounded by flowers.

Meeting is like acquaintance, but the love in the past is still unfinished.

I don’t regret that you are late, I just hate that I am old first.

Look at the clouds in the fog, and you can't dawn after night.

I always miss you when I have a meal, but my heart is still withering and my shadow gradually fades away.

Only when we meet, the flowers bloom and sunny.

I wish I could not live together, and I wish I could not regret that the flowers bloomed early.

Your heart is in my heart, can you be like your elder?

When the weather is clear, we hug each other and laugh together.

"Listen, isn't it the other way around? If you were more than ten years ago, that would be great. I could accompany you until you were in your forties." She chuckled softly, as if she was talking about something insignificant.

"We have only two years left. We can live well and love you. You can do whatever you want. I am willing to accompany you. At that time, you will scatter my ashes into the East China Sea and let me float to the distance. In that case, I may be able to go home in the next life. Promise me, that day, you are not allowed to be sad, my little cabbage."

She gently pinched Jiang Zizai's nose and said pretty.

"You bad guy, I've been waiting for you to appear for too long. Now that I'm old, you've only appeared in my life. It's so annoying."

Maybe she was afraid that Jiang Zizai would feel uncomfortable, so she kept talking.

But now she can't hide the moisture in her eyes, but she made people say with her red lips and fragrant tongue, "Do you want me? In the remaining two years, I can promise to be intimate with you every day. Now that I have told you all my things, I have no burden. As long as you are the happiest and most satisfied in the rest of the time. Don't worry, I have a way to avoid pregnancy."

She might just think that she would be satisfied with what he wanted for two more years. She also wanted to be happy to walk through this ridiculous and short life. It would be a blessing in life to meet him at the end of her life.

Starting tonight, she thought there was no need for her to be so old, and she was still the eldest daughter of a yellow flower. She gave it to him and spent two years together to at least make him remember his beauty.

Let him remember that there was a woman who was so beautiful and charming that she had been in his life for two or three years.

"Jiang Zizai, you little villain, I thought I wouldn't have anyone to care about in this heartfelt and strange world, but why are you so brave? Everyone regards me as a bad devil, only you treat me with your sincerity. I could have left freely, just treat it as a big dream of spring and autumn. Why are you? You want me to be obsessed with this dream and don't want to wake up. I hate you so much..."

At night, her voice choked, like a delicate girl, entangled with sorrow.
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