"So, you left me knowing my identity?" Ye Shengge couldn't help but ask after being silent for a long time.

Hou Ye simply nodded neatly.

The smile on Ye Shengge's face was unprecedentedly stiff, and he brought the box beside him to Hou Ye, "Many people don't know what this box contains, after you left, I was punished most severely by the Deacon's Mansion, and those flesh and skin sufferings are not worth mentioning to me." But for some reason, I couldn't laugh or cry ever since...... I don't have any expression on my face anymore, so I take this box with my expression mask with me everywhere I go. You don't know what it's like, I'm wearing a mask of sadness when I want to laugh, and I'm wearing a mask of pain when I want to cry. In fact, all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows have nothing to do with me. ”

"It's going to be fine. Hou Ye comforted.

Ye Shengge shook his head and continued: "I have always laughed at Li Bai, a dignified seven-foot man, who has been waiting for love for 1,300 years, and has suffered from facial blindness. In fact, I was afraid that others would know that I had facial paralysis for love. ”

Ye Shengge said this, untied a necklace from his neck, and imagined a ring hanging from it, "Our engagement ring, I have been wearing it all these years. ”

Hou Ye reached out and took the ring, stroking it seriously with his fingers. There are two capital English letters on the back: "YY", which is the abbreviation of the two surnames of Yeshengge and Ye Yu, and it is also the promise that the two made to each other "for a lifetime". But Hou Ye suddenly threw it away with the wind, and the ring seemed to open his eyes, and he accurately drilled out of the window through the slender window crack.

Ye Shengge stood up in surprise, but it was too late, so he could only let the necklace fall silently in the air, like a stone sinking to the bottom of the sea, and then he heard the voice of Hou Ye in his ears: "Forget the past, so that you can live happier life."

Ye Shengge turned his head and looked at Hou Ye in confusion, his stiff smile was slowly wrung out, and a tear of pain fell, "Why? Why did you give me the love of the whole world when I couldn't see you, but when I found you, you cruelly left me." ”

"After losing my sight, the only thing I learned was to be gentle, to be gentle with myself, and the years will be gentle to you, even if you are alone, you can live peacefully...... Don't forget your identity, love is only the smallest part of life, you have your mission, I have my life. ”

The sky outside the window is getting darker and darker, and the transparent glass becomes a clear mirror, reflecting the gentle side face of Hou Ye, and in the eyes of Ye Shengge, it is the hardest rock in the world, the coldest ice in the heart.

Many people like the night, all because of its depth, quietly falling in the world, it can swallow all the joys and sorrows of the world.

The room of Tong Meng in Qingbai Hutong is brightly lit, and there is a slim Tong Meng standing in the bright dressing mirror, and he asks the little friend behind him while straightening the corners of his skirt: "What do you think?"

"Panda" followed Tong Meng inch by inch, looked at the little master in front of him, and then looked at the little master in the mirror, wagging his tail happily, looking like he had just walked away from the ghost gate.

Shama was full of praise: "Oh my God, my vision is so good, I chose this dress from the crowd at a glance." ”