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The rosy sunset floats in the distant sky, reflecting the dissipating gray clouds, as brilliant as fireworks.

The cliffs were silent.

Black-clad demon guards were stationed all over the cliff, their red eyes scorching, respectfully and solemnly like bronze statues erected. From time to time, guards patrolled back and forth from all over the cliff, their scarlet eyes lit up from their pale faces, and they were vigilant and keen.

At dusk, the Demon Clan's stronghold on the cliff was still in order.

Apart from......

The previous episode about "girls" and "scarves".

The short black skirt was scattered on her knees, and her slender tail thorns hung down from the ground. The short-haired golden-brown demon girl knelt on the ground, snorting lowly, reaching out to wipe her tears from time to time.

The dusk is beautiful and the breeze lingers.

The boy stood on the cliff, his black hair like a waterfall, blowing lightly in the wind, a dull robe rising in the wind, tassel dancing, and his clothes flying.

The long and dense eyelashes fluttered faintly, like butterfly wings, and slowly drooped down, casting a faint shadow on the fair and beautiful face.

He stood there, his eyelashes fluttering...... Slowly closed his eyes, hiding the trembling pain at the bottom of his eyes.

The strands of long black hair blew from the pale cheeks in the wind, silently, as if weaving a passing hoarse time.

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"Satsuki, Satsuki ......"

"Satsuki!"

A familiar call, muttered and repeated...... It seems to come from sleep.

In a trance......

As if as soon as you open your eyes, your ears and your pillow ......

It's still your sleeping face.

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"Satsuki, don't be angry......"

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"Xiaoyue! How many times have I said it, sulking is not good for your health! Don't sulk, don't sulk! Besides, I didn't mean to, it's easy to catch a cold when your clothes are wet, of course I'm going to change it for you! Don't be angry for so long...... Besides, what's so nice about you little devil......"

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"Satsuki...... I was wrong...... If you're really mad at me...... Just scold it. Anyway...... Just our Xiaoyue's stupid mouth and stupid tongue...... I shouldn't be able to scold anything too bad?...... What are you staring at me, telling the truth, hehe. ”

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"Xiaoyue, I'm going to buy vegetables! Do you want to eat anything? I'll buy a few cloud candy by the way, okay? Oh yes, there seems to be a new steamed bun shop in the east market, sugar buns! I'll bring you back later!"

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"Xiaoyue, look, these scarves in the store are good-looking, right? But let me tell you, clothes and scarves can't just look at the appearance of the scarf, they must be warm and comfortable!"

"Satsuki, Satsuki, what pattern do you like?...... Xiaoyue: Can you take care of me...... Seriously, do you have any favorite styles?"

"The scarves and gloves I used to wear in winter were all knitted by myself! hehe, although they don't look very good...... But it's comfortable to wear, I promise!"

"Xiaoyue, when I wait for this winter, I'll knit a set for you, okay?"

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The twilight is falling, and the sun is coming to an end.

Lan Yue stood on the cliff, her black hair up to her waist, silently blowing in the wind.

He stared at the burning sunset at the end of the sky, his hollow and dim gaze...... It's like looking at a distant bird, a time that has passed.

The cold wind is stinging.

The beautiful twilight is beautiful, but there is no temperature at all.

The boy stood quietly in place, slowly closing his eyes. The robe was lightly flicked, and the thin and thin back was bathed in the last hazy light of the bleak sunset......

Finally sink into the twilight.

night

The sky was pouring with a light rain.

The sacred tree rises from the bottom of the valley like the spine of the world, and it is like a huge green umbrella between heaven and earth, covering the sky and holding up a hazy rain curtain in the sky.

Raindrops are falling.

The raindrops under the eaves converged into a row, ticking and ticking, stained with the plain white and crystal lampshade, like clear teardrops, little by little, flowing down the petals of the manzhu sawa that were as rich as cinnabar.

The room was quiet, and the white bouquet at the head of the bed was filled with a faint fragrance.

The girl was curled up in the futon, nestled in a ball, her chestnut hair scattered between the white pillows, vaguely obscuring her face.

Li Jing stood on the side of the bed, slowly reached out and probed her forehead, her fingertips touched the hot temperature, and the white velvet fox ears trembled, and slowly drooped down...... glanced at Li Xi next to him, and frowned slightly:

"It's burning again, and it looks like it's hotter than yesterday...... I've already drunk the decoction just now, I hope I can sleep well and get better tomorrow......"

Li Xi looked at the girl in a nest on the bed, sighed faintly, turned around and walked towards the door:

"What's going on with it these days...... Running out of the valley all day long. What's so attractive out there that you have to drag your illness out? It's okay now, it's getting worse again......

Li Jing looked at the girl on the bed who was so quiet that she seemed to be asleep, sighed lowly, reached out to tuck the bedding a little tighter, and took a cold handkerchief and carefully applied it to her forehead, and said softly:

"Xiaoling, you have a good rest. ”

The sound of soft footsteps faded away, and the door slowly closed.

Once again, the room was quiet, and the scent of flowers filled the nose.

The rain is pouring outside the window,

The Manju Sawa lantern swayed gently, smearing with a touch of crystal mist.

Qianling curled up in the futon, almost nested in a ball, her chestnut hair scattered between her neck, and her hair slept slightly curly.

The breeze rose, and the lanterns outside the window swayed silently.

The cold wind poured into the corners of the quilt, Qianling trembled, and her head slowly rubbed into the pillow, like a snail curling up tighter and tighter...... The cold handkerchief on his forehead fell crookedly.

Shadows fell silently on the head of the bed.

Qianling curled up in the futon, like a big snail wrapping herself in a ball. The red cheeks were burning and hot, and the left cheek was faintly red and swollen...... The shallow breathing was scorching hot, and it was vaguely disturbed.

Shadows fell, and long black hair hung down from the head of the bed and brushed onto the white futon.

Qianling frowned, feeling her curled up body being forcibly flattened by a pair of hands, she struggled a few times in dissatisfaction, and kicked the futon open...... He slowly smacked his lips and tilted his head to the side...... I was dazed and unresponsive again.

The rain was pouring down, and the Manju Sahua lantern emitted a soft and warm glow.

Against the dim light, the figure slowly sat down from the head of the bed, the dark robe hanging down from the edge of the bed, and the long hair like a waterfall scattered down the waist.

The fair-skinned slender hand gently picked up the cold handkerchief that had fallen from the side of the futon and put it back on her forehead.

Qianling lay with her head tilted between the futons, her red cheeks as gorgeous as the sunset, but there was a faint trace of a palm print that was no longer clear.

The eyelashes drooped slightly, and the figure slowly leaned down from the head of the bed, and the soft and slender black hair scattered between the white pillows, gently brushing the girl's chestnut hair.

The warm temperature envelops the whole body......

Like a familiar and long-lost embrace.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, Qianling frowned in a daze, and quickly stretched out again......

"I'm sorry. The low voice was close to the ear, soft and hoarse.

Chestnut hair curled up from the edge of her red cheeks, and she slowly reached out and hugged the warm embrace back, as if welcoming back her long-lost beloved bear doll, hugging it tightly and rubbing her face gently......

The pale and shriveled lips trembled, and a smile slowly appeared, and another drop of hot wetness slipped down the chin, and the hoarse voice was full of crying, sad and happy:

"Little ...... Month ......"