When the sea of clouds in the morning was dyed the color of roses, a gentle wind flowed by.

Qianling woke up suddenly, and when she opened her eyes, there was a golden dazzling light, spilling from the other side of the clouds. The familiar, vortex wind envelops the body, but it is the smell and body temperature of people.

The ignorance and drowsiness faded for a moment, and she looked up in surprise, and looked into the beautiful red eyes, and the fine hair was a deep ink, flying wantonly in the wind. The morning light smeared the complexion of white snow and ice jade, pale and almost sickly, forming two extremes with the hair color.

"Wake up. ”

He paused, watching her speak slowly.

Qianling almost jumped up on the spot and wanted to pounce out, but her hands and feet were held steady, and she finally didn't panic and fell headlong into the clouds.

“……”

She stared at the flowing clouds below for a long time, swallowed slightly, and clenched her fingers vaguely, finally giving up and continuing to be a caged bird.

"Go...... Where to go?"

The silence was broken by a voice that was quieter than a mosquito crying for a long time, but she still didn't dare to raise her head, pinching her fingers intently, and there was a drum sound in her chest, probably because she was a thief.

"Go home. The short and clear answer came, still a quiet and cold tone, and the cold and drunk on the steps of the deep sea that fell with the tears of the beauties last night, like two people of ice and fire.

Qianling was stunned, then naturally raised her head and stared at him in surprise:

"Go home, don't you want the support of the sharks?"

A sentence blurted out, and then she remembered something, and hung her head to play with her fingers, pretending that nothing had happened.

"The mermaids agreed to form an alliance. Lan Yue looked at the guy who raised his head and stared at him in surprise, "Early this morning, I have already negotiated with them. ”

Morning?

Qianling muttered in her heart, the drunk person actually woke up earlier than her?

The wine of the deep sea is not as good as that of the shore.

She explained herself in this way, and remembered that the drunken people who had been carried from the trees by themselves in the middle of the night when she were in the orc tribe had not risen so energetically the next day.

The mood suddenly became depressed.

"The mermaid queen...... Will you let you go?" she remembered something, picking at the words, "She's not...... Do you want to get married?"

After a long silence, she looked up and saw the beautiful red eyes, like a silent flower from hell in bloom, and in the center of the flower was an apricot seed-like pupil, in which her appearance was reflected.

Lan Yue looked at her for a while, and her long eyelashes slowly drooped: "No need." And ......"

"I'm sorry. ”

Three words, like a bomb, blew someone's tense nerves open. Qianling turned her head to stare at him, feeling a little difficult to breathe.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, and if there's anything I'm sorry for, it's only ......

Really......

Remember?

The tears of the beauties that fall on the steps of the deep sea are more scorching and brilliant than the peach blossoms on a rainy night, the drunken teenager falls between the broken petals, and the black wings that open like sails fall under the light and shadow of the deep sea. And she pressed on the child she had raised since childhood, and took his kiss in revenge.

Like a beast.

Qianling bit her lip, and a wave of chagrin and remorse set off in her heart, but there was still a voice that stubbornly came under the turbulent waves:

His mouth moved first.

"No...... No need to apologize. Then she turned her head and looked at the clouds beside her, and saw how the morning sun had dyed the sea of clouds rose, and by the way covered up her weakness. Anyway...... It's not the first time.

After a moment of silence, the cold voice continued, revealing the stubbornness that is unique to some people.

"You're angry. ”

is an affirmative sentence.

“…… No. "To be precise, she's a little weak-hearted.

Those beautiful eyes still looked at her fixedly, and continued: "You are angry with me. ”

"I didn't. She turned her head and glared at him, forcing some people to stop with a menacing look.

“……”

So, as before, Lan Yue looked at the vicious eyes for a while, lowered her eyelashes and stopped talking, and surrendered by default.

"Speaking of which," Qianling remembered something again, her eyes widened slightly, "What about Wuxin?"

said that she would take the little hall of the merman clan to play on the shore, and she was still very trustworthy.

So the sheep who was just well-behaved and weak, his breath changed, and the whole person became sharp, but there was a guy who didn't know how to observe words and colors, and he didn't know whether to live or die, and he asked one after another.

"What about you, Xiaoyue?" After not getting a response for a long time, Qianling was a little impatient and grabbed a strand of his long hair and pulled it.

“……”

Lan Yue was silent for a while, maybe she was hurt or maybe she was impatient, so she slowly raised her curly long eyelashes and said a word quietly:

"Who?"

Qianling stared at him, with this cold and hard word circling in her head, and looked at him with a smile:

"Pretend you don't know?"

After a pause, he put away his smile and looked at him: "You...... You hate Heartlessness, huh?"

The magnificent and gorgeous faces of some people reflected in the morning sun were clearly taut and smelly faces, so Qianling didn't mention it again, turned her head and looked at the sky under the clouds, through the clouds was the empty sea, and last night she was still sleeping in the deepest part of the sea.

"In the future, not anymore. ”

But a low voice came through the sand.

With a thoughtless sentence, Qianling turned back to look at him and said confusedly, "What?"

Just when the wind curled up her hair, Lan Yue looked at her, her eyes were gorgeous, and she said clearly word by word:

"Wine ...... And marriages. ”

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, his gaze slowly moved down, falling on her neck, and the depths of his pupils trembled almost imperceptibly, and he muttered and repeated:

“…… Never again. ”

Qianling followed his gaze to his neck, then covered the knife and buried his head.

"Oh this...... It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all, you ...... It's fine if you're okay. ”

She remembered something, her brain crashed for 1 second, and she looked up and stared at him without blinking: "I'm sorry what you just said......"

"What do you mean?"

Lan Yue looked at her, as if she was pondering something, and nodded slowly for a long time.

Qianling was a little dumbfounded, and her tongue was a little unturned: "That...... Yesterday...... You...... Don't you remember?"

He slowly lowered his eyelashes, as if recalling something:

"Last night...... I'm drunk, it's you...... Confront Tearless and bring me back. ”

"And then?" Qianling's eyes widened, almost touching his face.

He thought for a while, then looked at her vicious appearance, thought for a while, looked at her again, and shook his head honestly.

Qianling clenched her fists and breathed a big sigh of relief.

"Yesterday...... Anything else?"

"No, no," she waved vigorously, "you fell asleep on the way, very well-behaved......"

Lan Yue looked at her insincere appearance for a while, lowered her eyelashes and didn't ask more, raised her hand slightly and hugged the girl into her arms a little more steadily, and the stretched black wings were like sails in the sea of clouds: "Accelerated." ”

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep, and I'll call you when you get home." ”

She was stunned again, looked at him fixedly, and after a "hmm" sound, she slowly raised her hand to grasp the black placket that outlined Manzhu Sahua, and put her head on his shoulder, focusing on the young man's white and beautiful face.

……

……

"Xiaoyue, go to sleep when you're sleepy, I'll call you when you get home. ”

……

……

Sleepiness hit, and she remembered in a daze that she had said such things in her arms with that little child in her arms before.

Only now, he's talking.