第(12/39)节 骆双缓缓的低下头不语，心里纠着什么，正一点一滴的撕裂着她的心。                                                                                                            “如今……”他突然轻笑一声继续道：“回想起来，要实现当日所盼，已是奢望。我只盼此剑能长陪在她身边，替我全心全意护她周全，只为她一人。但愿我做不到的事，此剑能替我做到！”                                                                                                            他抬头看向她，那如墨的眼里，苦苦的纠着什么，乎之yu出，却又不得不残忍的压下。                                                                                                            身侧的手轻轻的颤着，她不敢抬头，也不能抬头。只能生生把对方眼里唯一点的希望，慢慢转化成失望。                                                                                                            等了良久……                                                                                                            “我明白了！”他展颜苦笑，不再是绝代风华，却似那梨树之上，蔌蔌而落的梨花。“竟然如此，留着此剑也是无用了。”                                                                                                            语落，他扬手奋手一挥，骆双慌忙抬头，脚下yu动，又生生的忍住，忍得心间疼痛似海。                                                                                                            眼光随着那柄纯白的剑，自空中飞扬而过，越来越小，再缓缓的落下，看不见剑影，听不到任何回响，就像她曾经义无反顾的付出的那段情，再也寻不回来。                                                                                                            痛意排山倒海，为何他现在才说给她听，为何现在时至今日，她才明白这些？他可知……从记忆解封的那一刻起，所有的一切，都已经不可能了。                                                                                                            “谢……上仙好意，告辞！”她b着自己挤出声音，连退数步，脚步虚浮。心痛得似是要喘不过气来。                                                                                                            从她看到那把剑的开始，就已经怀疑了。看到它聚灵气后的更是了然。那
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