The soft night, this person's eyes slept so harmoniously, and the residual smile on the corner of his mouth reflected how stable Han Xian's heart was, and those eyes seemed to tell Wu Jitang his trust. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wu Jitang's gaze moved to Han Xian's face, couldn't the person who ascended the wind see it?

The calm cheeks, the smile is also flushed, the difference is that Wu Jitang's smile is for determination, and he sighed slightly in his heart: "Brother, it's gone." ”

What else is there to be nostalgic for, that posture is like a butterfly in a flower, a few ripples fell on the horse, without disturbing a trace of moonlight, at this moment Wu Jitang sat on the horse as if he had become a part of the moonlight.

With the cover of moonlight, is it possible for Han Xian to find out?

And this person is just under the light cover of the moon quilt, greedily breathing comfort, he is really tired, every day Han Xian has to beware of Wu Jitang, but also has to try his best, every day the sun rises, how is it not the time when hope wraps the heart, but every time regrets always follow.

Han Xian was too tired, he needed to rest too much, and after the tension, how could he not breathe silently and sink into a short period of comfort, in the dream, everything was perfect.

Will Wu Jitang hesitate, the horse raised his steps slightly, without looking back at the person in the tree, when the horse's footsteps fell gently, Wu Jitang had decided to flee again, this time there would be an accident.

How sophisticated the horses were, with heavy bodies, but the hooves were only on the dirt, and the only sound that remained was obscured by the silent insect chirping.

If Han Xian opened his eyes at this moment, he could see Wu Jitang's back slowly passing away, as long as he didn't completely disappear his figure, Yun Qi would be able to take him to catch up with him.

But Han Xian was really tired, how could those smiling eyes wake up, the pleasant breathing reflected the beauty of the dream, and he didn't want to wake up.

Since Han Xian couldn't say goodbye, and Yun Hao could only do what he couldn't distract himself from in place of his master, the same cold gaze watched Wu Jitang's back disappear point by point, until it was completely hidden by the black shadow of the distant mountains.

The dry eyes blinked, and when Yun Qi's eyes opened, there was really only a lonely shadow left in his eyes, and with Wu Jitang's departure, all the prohibitions disappeared.

Now if he hits the tree where Han Xian is, no matter how thoroughly the people on the tree sleep, the person who fell from the tree will definitely be awake, but Wu Jitang has successfully escaped, so is all this still necessary?

Yun Hao's eyes blinked again, and he knew very well that his master was really too tired. Because he is the only one who tastes Han Xian's breath all the time.

I don't want to wake up this person who is comfortable in his dreams.

Han Xian will definitely wake up when he should wake up, and when the moonlight recedes and there is a glimmer of light in the east, the eyes that should have opened last night lit up.

"Ah, hey, hey. "The long epilogue declares the good dreams of the previous night.

Han Xian sat on the branch with confused eyes, twisting his neck, although he slept very comfortably, but it had nothing to do with the word comfortable, the branch was always a branch, and it was incomparable to his own warm nest.

Eyes drifted to the east, how could he not be satisfied with himself, a smile spread on his face, he once again rose earlier than the sun, today will be successful, confidence to fill in the night.

His eyes closed again, and he inhaled sharply, which was a good omen for himself.

"Hehe, Angkor didn't get up. Han Xian, who was smiling, had not opened his eyes yet, and his mouth shouted: "Angkor, Angkor, I am earlier than you today." ”

The sound woke up the dream roughly, and the birds flew into the air dissatisfied, and the chirping must have laughed at Han Xian, because they knew that Han Xian was still in the dark.

Just hearing the sound of birds, is Han Xian satisfied?

Of course it couldn't be, but the smile on his face would definitely not be worried, because Han Xian's heart knew that even if he was shouting loudly, Wu Jitang would not take care of him.

When his eyes opened, he looked into the shadows of the trees, smiled and put them away, and the people who were in good spirits also felt more flexible, and thought to himself: "Do you want to repeat the old trick?"

Han Xian climbed up the treetops with his hands and feet, the leaves on his head were opened, and the cold wind blew away his long turbid hair, and Han Xian, who was in good spirits, was also in good spirits.

Eyes swept around, in such a quiet environment, the sound of the heartbeat that should not have been there broke into the ear cavity with all its might, as if it was about to shatter the eardrum.

His expression dimmed in an instant, and under the cold wind, his head was already a little dizzy.

But Han Xian didn't give up, there was no here, it didn't mean that he ran away, the sound of a bang sounded, and he didn't know whether he climbed down the tree or rolled down.

When his feet stepped on the ground, there were multiple abrasions on his face and hands, and there were faint traces of blood, so that Han Xian's spirit that had rested at ease all night was completely weakened.

The anxious eyes swept around roughly.

The empty forest, the empty fog and this lonely heart.

"Is it really gone? He asked very skeptically, and at the same time asked unwillingly: "Could it still be above the treetops, I didn't look carefully in a hurry." ”

I must have thought this in my heart, but my feet were like roots, firmly and fiercely rooted in the soil.

"Are you really gone?" I believed it in my heart, but I still asked unwillingly: "Could it be that I went to find breakfast, it must be like this." “

I was still sure in my heart, but my mouth was like a needle, and I forgot to shout.

His eyes slowly moved to Yun Xian, and the horse also looked at Han Xian quietly, Yun Xiao blinked his eyes slightly, and Han Xian also blinked his eyes gently.

It must have known, and Han Xian knew everything from those eyes.

knew that Wu Jitang appeared in front of him with a little smile on his face, knew that the shadow was pouring on his body, and knew that the back was passing away little by little.

And I can look at it like this, and I can't do anything.

His eyes closed quietly, and Wu Jitang's face appeared in his mind again, the smile was set to be the same as last night, and at this moment, Han Xian's face was also filled with a smile, as warm as the newborn sun in the sky.

Wu Jitang's smile slowly dissipated in his mind, but the words that had bombarded him did invade his heart again: "You can go home." ”

The smile on Han Xian's face hadn't been put away yet, and it was still blooming at that temperature: "Go home." But at this moment, the trees and smiling faces that were once unusually clear are now so blurry, as if they had never seen them before.

And the sea of fog between Han Xian and Yunshan, how terrifying the rising appearance was, he was like standing on a cliff, and he would definitely fall to pieces if he moved.

Therefore, the person who struggled to remember did not dare to move, his eyes were tightly closed to guard everything, his body did not tremble because of the cold of the morning wind, and his spine did not have the strength to flee and bend.

The eyes, the body, and the spine must have been terrified.

I am afraid that because of the peeping eyes of my eyes, the rushing sea of fog will rush up and swallow myself.

Fear that the body will tremble, and the wind will retreat into the abyss of eternal cold.

I am afraid that if the spine is tilted, the whole person will fall down, and there is no possibility of getting up.

Everything in the world will not be Han Xian scared and give up moving forward, it must be very cheerful, the glimmer of the east is already shining at the moment, and today will be a beautiful morning.

But now Han Xian really has no intention of discovering it, let alone getting close.

This scared person, forgetting everything, closed his eyes to want to wither in waiting?

What a beautiful result, if possible, the sun had come again, and the earth was in an instant enveloped in a warm glow.

The people in the forest could see these things from the depths of their eyes closed, and Han Xian still stood like that, forgetting about the sun in the sky and forgetting about trying.

Han Xian forgot about it, but the sun did remember everything, and the laughing and lost young man was still vivid, just wanting to squeeze into everything, but also wanting to break everything.

Han Xian, who forgot everything, found a little sunshine on his face, and the smile on his face successfully remembered the enthusiasm of the young man.

That ray of light must be tenacious, it can actually penetrate the sea of fog and reach Han Xian's forehead standing on the cliff, this person is really cold, because with the temperature of this ray of sunshine, the spine that is about to tremble regains the courage to stand upright, and it makes the cold and dense heart have a trace of warmth.

And at this moment, his eyes opened quietly, and his face was still smiling, although the sea of fog was still turbulent and terrifying, but there was no fear in Han Xian's eyes.

With a hard grip on his hand, he was not alone.

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