Yes, the young shoot they guarded together has gone through ten years of wind and rain, and has gradually been hidden in the depths of their hearts by thick and complicated memories.

You know, time is always the most unforgiving. Without sunlight and rain, it will decay and disappear in the depths of the memory soil, as if it never existed.

Lu Zheng was a little ashamed, as he grew older, the imprint that gradually became dim in his memory had begun to be forgotten by him intentionally or unintentionally. The graduation from college was the last time, and he never came back for two years.

This proves that the feeling has come to the precipice of oblivion.

And Lin Xinmiao is the savior, maybe for her, that relationship is also about to come to the end of despair, but her patience is obviously longer than Lu Zheng, in a hopeless search, she peeled off the dust of memory again, revealing the tender shoot that was on the verge of withering.

is like this song "Later", which was the most popular and saddening song at that time after she left Lu Zheng, expressing not only longing, but also despair.

Never again.

There was a boy who loved the girl.

This is the true portrayal of this relationship in her subconscious, and the reason why she is looking for it may have become an instinct, a kind of hopeless emotional sustenance.

But it is often the case that the moment it is lost and regained, the despair that has been brewing for ten years will suddenly erupt. It's like a pipe that has been blocked for ten years has suddenly been dredged and out of control.

How many scenes of meeting day and night she looked forward to, how many familiar shoulders she leaned on in her dreams. The moment she saw the handwriting on the pier, she turned into a galloping wild horse, rushing left and right in her heart.

Time freezes at this moment, and the boy in "Later" once again embraces the girl in his arms, wiping away the tears that have been in her eyes for ten years.

Feelings are always the most unpredictable.

Even Lin Xinmiao couldn't believe that she was hiding such strong feelings at this moment. This affection comes from clinging to each other when she is ignorant, because it is the only person who can make her cry and laugh defenselessly.

"Am I ugly now?"

After the unbridled catharsis of feelings. Lin Xinmiao's heart seemed to have been hollowed out, replaced by embarrassment and shyness.

As a dragon monarch, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, Lu Zheng thought that his heart had become strong enough. But Lin Xinmiao's crying made his heart also excited, and the sigh lingered, so that his eyes were a little sour.

The beauty is deeply loved, how can you bear to live up to it?

Holding her wet face with both hands, Lu Zheng's face was distressed, but he laughed and said, "You look better than laughing." ”

Lin Xinmiao's hazy teary eyes and Lu Zheng looked at each other. It seems that she has really become that naïve and innocent little girl, and she refuses to speak, and hums: "You don't come to this set." Tell me, you tricked me into crying, and you want to take advantage of the fire, right? I'll tell you, I'm not that easily fooled. ”

Lu Zheng's hand slid from her cheek to her waist, clasped the bundle of Yingying's waist, pressed it to her chest, and smiled maliciously: "The moon is dark and the wind is high." There are no people around, and it is a good place for field battles. ”

"you. Lin Xinmiao showed no mercy, stomped on the surface of his feet fiercely, and barely squeezed his arms out of his tightly clinging chest. went around Lu Zheng's back, strangled his broad shoulders fiercely, and said, "I'm not such a casual person." Lu Zheng, I'm telling you very seriously now. You have the right to remain silent about my next question, and if you choose to answer, then everything you say may be used as evidence in court. ”

Then she slowly pressed her side face against Lu Zheng's chest. Feeling his heartbeat, he asked softly, "Do you think there is love between us?"

It's not a question like 'do you love me?' or 'do you porridge me?', but it goes straight to the essence of what they are. For this question, Lin Xinmiao has also asked herself more than once.

The answer is, no.

She doesn't know if this relationship, which sprouted when she was a child and then brewed and fermented in the imagination of nothingness for ten years, is love or not.

She was an insecure person, and as her mother struggled in a foreign land, her life of exile made her silent and inferior. She does not take the initiative but contacts strangers, and always sticks to a narrow circle of life. When others are in love, she is also in love, writing love letters with those common longing and love words between couples, and then sending them to a place where there is no address and no recipient.

For her, during the period before she changed from an ugly duckling to a white swan, she seemed to have really fallen in love, with an imaginary perfect lover.

In order to make this relationship more real, she subconsciously added a name to her sweetheart.

Lu Zheng.

This question obviously also stumped Lu Zheng, because he couldn't be sure whether it was the sublimation of love or the continuation of friendship. He was silent for a long time.

Lin Xinmiao didn't urge him, but quietly pressed against his chest, feeling his heartbeat becoming more and more violent.

Hugging each other without words.

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

Holding her soft body in his arms, Lu Zheng's mood was surprisingly calm, and at this moment he didn't think about how to use sweet words to coax her to bed, but was thinking about an extremely important issue.

About his identity.

At one point, he couldn't help but want to show her everything, let her know that he was not a mortal, but a dignified dragon god who was beloved by all the people.

It's sure to scare her.

But since he didn't refuse her affection, what reason was there to deceive him?

Taking a deep breath, Lu Zheng had already decided to reveal his secret in front of mortals for the first time. It may scare her, or it may be difficult for her to accept.

Since there is such a day sooner or later, it is better to take advantage of the night and the fermented feelings, it is better to open your heart and be honest at this moment.

But just as Lu Zheng was about to speak, a warm little hand suddenly covered his mouth, and Lin Xinmiao murmured: "Lu Zheng, you don't have to answer me now." I give you time, and I give me time. ”

Well, Lu Zheng rolled his eyes.

Women are sensual creatures, and their thoughts change rapidly.

"Also, today was a pleasant surprise. Lin Xinmiao suddenly raised her head, her bright eyes reflected the crescent moon in the sky, and said with a playful smile: "Do you want to get on the bus first and buy a ticket?"

This sentence was like a catalyst, which ignited Lu Zheng's enthusiasm, looked at her red lips, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her heavily.

Boom.

Lin Xinmiao closed her eyes and let him ravage her lips unscrupulously.

Her heart beat rapidly, and her cheeks turned crimson, until the ferocious attack made her breathless, and she squeezed her hand out of her chest and pressed it to Lu Zheng's lips.

"......Huh" Lin Xinmiao looked focused and used all his courage to say: "It's okay to get on the bus, but the ticket must be bought." You have to promise me. ”

She has already made the most important decision of her life, and the validity of this sentence is full of uncertainty. But all she needed was an oath, and that would be enough.

Women are actually easy to deceive, especially for the men she likes.

It's just that Lu Zheng didn't strike while the iron was hot and cooked the raw rice into rice, not how noble he was to save it until the day when he fulfilled his promise. Instead, he saw a golden firework explode in the pitch-black sky in the distance.

The fireworks burst up from a low place, quickly rushed into the sky, and then exploded in splendor.

Lu Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, his divine consciousness seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and the fireworks in front of him shook abruptly twice, gradually blurring.

Qingjiang Dragon Temple!

Ruined!

He was sure of this in an instant, and the trace of divine consciousness carried in the dragon king idol was instantly cut off, and he could no longer be contacted.

Lin Xinmiao, who was waiting for that moment, also discovered his abnormality, and the moment he turned around, the fireworks in the sky had begun to dissipate, replaced by a pale golden dragon shadow, which quickly swept across the sky and roared into the clouds.

"Dragon!"

Lin Xinmiao was completely stunned, the fleeting shadow was like a dragon.

Lu Zheng's eyes flashed with monstrous anger, it was definitely not a dragon, but a stumbling man who had been seriously injured by him.

What does it want to do?

The purpose is clear.

It was taking revenge, it was destroying the faith that Lu Zheng had established, it was in the name of the dragon god, destroying the source of his power to promote the five-clawed golden dragon. (To be continued.) )