Underground parking lot of a hotel in XX city, XX country. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The man's abrupt voice sounded: "Yimu, do it again?"

The voice is masculine and slouchy.

The woman rolled down the window, revealing a rose-like beautiful face, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?

The man turned his head for a moment, smiling at her. I've been looking at this face on the other side for 22 years, and I still feel amazing. Although they can only be friends, they can be partners. He lowered his head slightly, and his face was slightly red. Hiding a little love in his eyes, he raised his head and returned to his appearance: "Of course not, next week is the day of the competition, I need a sparring partner, in the meeting, I will be your partner, only the grievances will be yours." ”

"Okay!" proved their partnership in one sentence, she didn't know his intentions, it's just that in such a century, in such a meeting, with such a task, as a person like them, it is not allowed to have such superfluous feelings as love. Besides, she didn't love him. Just partners!

There are no extra words, two royal sports cars drive on a wide track, there are no extra cars, no extra people, quiet nights. There was only the sound of a sports car sizzling.

No one noticed that the moon in the sky had become a little different at this moment, leaning at Ye Yimu's red sports car, the silver-white light slowly turned dark red, and an almost transparent rose slowly bloomed on the tip of Ye Yimu's right index finger in the car...

The sports cars were still moving, and Ye Yimu was sitting in the car and suddenly felt a little lighter, and something was trying to split out of her body.

"It hurts!"

Except for being stubborn in the club when she was three years old, she knew it hurt when she was taken to the club to practice, forge, and torture, but it was only for the first few months, because she found that when you felt pain, the trainer next to you would not sympathize with you because you were three years old, and would not feel guilty because you were too heavy. Therefore, Ye Yimu learned to endure. Learned not to hurt. As a result, the future cultivation was perfectly completed in Ye Yimu's strong mental state, every project. In addition to painting...

But now she really felt pain, more than all the pain she had suffered before.

No one noticed the appearance of a red dot in the moon in the sky, and the red dot ran quickly towards the red sports car in a straight line, the red light getting brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling. Ye Yimu in the car frowned, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were half-squinted.

It's getting closer, the red light is getting closer...

The red light points passed through the window of the red sports car and shone on the transparent rose on the fingertips of Ye Yimu's index finger...

Two shadows appeared in the reversible mirror next to the window: one wooden and one ethereal.

Yangshuo Continent, Zunnan Kingdom, Yefu Backyard

In the wooden garden, the veil in the room is low, the stone walls around it are all covered with brocade, and even the ceiling of the room is separated by embroidered felt, which is both warm and exquisite. The finely carved jade-inlaid tooth bed, the brocade quilt is embroidered, and there are small incense sachets hanging on the curtain hook, scattering a faint fragrance. It's a low-key luxury...

There was a small figure lying on the jade-inlaid tooth bed, the quilt almost blocked the entire body, only the small head was exposed, and the long hair like ink was scattered and draped beside it, it was a woman.

He looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a small face the size of a palm. The woman's eyes were closed, her eyelids squirmed from time to time, her face was slightly pale, and her delicate facial features were accompanied by the woman's slight twitching, as if she was suffering some kind of pain.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a woman dressed in a light blue Ruyi cloud pattern dress and combing auspicious cloud buns came into the door, holding a basin of water in her hand, and her face was submissive. Looks fourteen years old. She looked at the woman lying on the bed, and there was a touch of distress and worry on her face. Walk straight to the bed and put down the basin. He brought a white handkerchief from the side. Put in the water and let dry.

Gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead for the woman on the bed. The concern in the fundus of the eyes is obvious.

Ye Yimu felt very painful, the kind of soul that was evacuated and fitted. Fortunately, she has strong mental strength. The eyelids moved rapidly, and the eyes slowly opened.

Beautiful! so beautiful! rose-like beauty! big eyes, flickering, bright, shiny. Long eyelashes, dark and dense. The nose is straight and beautiful, and the lips are slightly purple, like two faint, opening petals. The perfect blend on this face. Soft and sexy, clear and seductive...

Ye Yimu blinked, confused. Everything in front of me is so strange, this bed, this quilt... Moved slightly, it hurts!

An impulsive thought squeezed into Ye Yimu's head, and this time his head hurt even more, as if he was squeezed into the originally narrow space: the little girl is sunny and lively, cute and smart, has a mother who loves her very much, and a kind grandfather and a serious father. Life is easy and simple. Slowly... There were several more women and several children in the house. The father's face changed from serious to resentful, the mother's face changed from love to confusion, and even the maternal grandfather changed, estranged and strange... The little girl's original liveliness gradually changed, quiet and low-key. There are often mistakes, and often penalties. The fair skin also has many more scars......

A tear crossed his eyes.

The handkerchief in Mu Wei's hand trembled, and tears flowed down. looked nervously at his own young lady and knelt beside the bed: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you still sad?" Miss, I'm sorry, it's the slave who didn't protect you. ”

Ye Yimu turned his head, flashed his eyes and looked at Mu Wei, and he was stunned. Oh, did you wear it? It was also worn on the daughter of Yefu in the Yangshuo Continent with the same name, surname and character.

Come, Guanyin, are you kidding?

This maid named Mu Wei is one of her personal maids, because she has no parents and no name. Bought by the original owner's mother on the street to take care of the original owner. The original owner named her after the word "wood" in his name.

Mu looked at his young lady guiltily, and saw that Ye Yimu was still looking at her in a daze. Choked up and said: "Miss, I know you are very sad, His Royal Highness King Zhe has returned to the palace, and you have been in a coma for a day and a night when you were rescued... He... He didn't come to see you either. It's the slave who didn't protect you. ”

"Miss......"

"Uh... You get up first, Mu Worry. Ye Yimu said lightly. She knew that this maid was the confidant of the original owner, and she was sincerely good to the original owner, but she was a little sad in her heart, and she was always more worried than happy. It's the complete opposite of the other maid, Muxi.

Mu Wei raised his head and glanced at Ye Yimu, then got up and stood on the edge of the bed. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, and then, I continued to cry...

"Get me something to eat" Ye Yimu glanced at Mu Wei, who was so sad that he was dying, and said helplessly. I don't know and think she did something to her. Now Ye Yimu has a sense of powerlessness that killed other people's parents, cheated other people's uncles, harmed other people's aunts, robbed other people's male tickets, and was in a happy mood.

"I'll go now, miss," Mu Wei glanced at his young lady and walked towards the door.

Finally sent away this crying god, Ye Yimu rubbed his temples, got up and sat on the bed. With her eyes closed, she struggled to digest the fact that she had crossed over.