His brows furrowed slightly, and he replied coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Are you alright?" Chang Yi looked at him with concern. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He shook his head coldly.

"Do you have anything to tell you?" Chang Yi asked gently.

Shen Tu Rin Ye shook his head coldly again, the cold air emitted from his whole body turned people away, and he got up awe-inspiringly, and went straight from between the mortal dust and the wind and the moon like a gust of cold wind whistling.

made Fanchen and Feng Yueli look confused, and watched the cold and arrogant figure disappear into their eyes in a daze.

The night left, and everyone walked out of the main hall one after another.

Feng Yueli shrugged and smiled at Fan Chen. "I've gone to see my father. ”

"I'll go too. Fan Chen hurriedly said, he had nowhere to go anyway.

"Okay!" Feng Yueli nodded happily, her heart was overjoyed, looking at Fanchen's appearance, her father must have liked her very much, otherwise Fanchen would not have to go to see her father again.

Thinking of this, his heart felt like honey was filled with sweetness.

The two went to Liuhua Mountain together.

Knock knock knock......

Feng Yueli and Fan Chen stood outside his father's dormitory, gently patting on the door of the dormitory. "Father. ”

One after another, there was no response in the hall.

Fan Chen stood on tiptoe and said softly, "Could it be that he is not there?"

"The dust is the king, and the moon is away from the king. "Two little fairy slaves who looked like water came up from the bottom of the stone steps.

Fan Chen looked sideways and looked at the two of them in surprise. "Where have all the people who stayed in Huashan gone?"

Feng Yueli turned around and hurriedly asked, "What about my father, the Emperor Feng Qi?"

"The gods of the wind and the gods have just finished their dinner, and then they go to the Qinglu Temple. One of the little fairy slaves replied.

"Oh, you guys get busy!" Mortal nodded.

The two little fairy slaves bent down slightly and retreated.

"Today, your father said that he was going to the hot springs. Fan Chen pursed his lips, leisurely walked down the stone steps, and walked towards the pavilion on the edge of the cliff outside the courtyard, and Feng Yueli immediately followed.

"It's okay anyway, or just wait here!" Fan Chen stretched and sat lazily on the horizontal seat.

"Then why don't you lie down on this cross seat for a while?" Feng Yueli also lay down on the cross seat next to her, for fear that Fan Chen would be tired for a day, so let her rest for a while.

Fan Chen shook his head indifferently, he was not tired at all.

Looking sideways out of the pavilion, he raised his chin comfortably and squinted at the sunset on the horizon.

"The sunset is so beautiful, how can I sleep?"

Feng Yueli nodded in agreement, and looked sideways at the sky.

The faint light of the setting sun gave the earth a cicada-like glow, and the afterglow walked like a maiden, gradually approaching the ancient sea.

There are a few white clouds floating in the sky, like bright and dazzling colored satin, decorating the red and blue sky.

"It's beautiful. Fan Chen said softly.

I like to be in the sunset and let it shine warmly on me.

Take a deep breath, as if you can smell the smell of the sun, which makes people feel refreshed and refreshed.

I always think that the sunset is the most beautiful time of the day in the sun. I also let myself have an inexplicable sadness.

The setting sun, after the last glorious afterglow, gradually sinks in the west.

Still, leaving the quiet beauty of dusk, leaving a kind of calm and quiet solemnity.

Fan Chen let out a long sigh with a calm and calm heart.

"No matter how beautiful the sunset is, it is only short-lived, not eternal. ”

Feng Yueli frowned slightly, and said softly: "Although the sunset is beautiful and short-lived, the sun will still rise the next day. ”

It will still rise the next day......

That's right!

Fan Chen smiled slightly, the sunset would still rise again, but he was ...... with him

Thinking of this, Fan Chen's heart ached for a while, and the corners of her eyes suddenly flushed, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Whenever the sun sets, her heart is heavy.

She is used to it, these days, she will always be inexplicably sad, some things are better than having them after they are lost, at least she will not be sad if she doesn't think about them.

Feng Yueli turned his head to look at Fan Chen, his brows furrowed slightly.

I saw that her fair face looked even paler in the dark light, her eyes were slightly closed, and a faint sadness filled the air.

Feng Yueli pursed her mouth, and her heart ached.

She's still thinking about the night... She couldn't let him go......

Yueli frowned, and gently called to Fanchen: "Xiao Fan." ”

Fan Chen slowly opened his eyes and barely squeezed out a smile.

"Huh?" turned his face to look at Feng Yueli.

Night fell, and the silent night called for the bright moon to rise.

The silver-white light spilled out from the bright moon, the distant mountains were solemn, the sky was twilight, the dark blue stars were dotted, the flowers of Nixian Mountain were fragrant, and the moon was as silent as before.

"Are you still thinking about him?" Yueli looked at Fan Chen with concern, he wanted to know what Fan Chen thought.

Fanchen's eyes moved slightly, she didn't know how to answer Feng Yueli, and she didn't want to answer.

I was flustered and just wanted to find something else.

"Zi Ling doesn't know where it went, I haven't seen it from last night to today, I don't know where it has gone. ”

Feng Yueli frowned, knowing that Fan Chen was avoiding her own question, knowing that she didn't want to answer, but a voice in her heart kept calling to herself, she must let Fan Chen forget the cold night, and she must let Fan Chen forget the cold night.

But emotional matters can never be forced, let alone wanting a person who doesn't love herself to forget her beloved.

"You look at me. His handsome face was very serious at the moment.

Fan Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked at Feng Yueli fixedly.

"Can't you forget him?"

"Yes. Fan Chen replied very freely, without any concealment.

However, this answer gave Yueli a fatal blow, yes......

He was numb and his brain went blank. The pain in my heart is like being pricked by a thousand needles.

"Why?" he looked at Fan Chen with straight eyes, the person he knew was that you were arrogant and a stubborn woman, why did he treat you like this, and you still didn't forget him?

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Fan Chen's mouth, and he didn't know why.

I want to forget him, but I can't forget it, I will think of him inexplicably, and I will feel inexplicable heartache.

"I don't have any illusions, I don't have any nostalgia, I just can't forget it. "Mortal Dust confesses. She knew that since she couldn't forget, she would no longer force herself to forget him, but she had decided that she would no longer have any nostalgia for him.

"Xiao Fan... You ......" Feng Yue left the mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fan Chen.

"Senior brother, I don't want to talk about this anymore. Fanchen looked at Feng Yueli earnestly, she knew that time would make her forget everything, and she also believed that when she saw the sunset one day, she was no longer sad, but suddenly brightened.

"What are you doing here?" Su Xuan's clear voice came from the courtyard.

Fan Chen and Feng Yueli's faces changed, and they looked towards the courtyard.

I saw the second senior brother Su Xuan striding towards the pavilion, and in the courtyard and outside the hall, a few little fairy slaves were lighting the lanterns.

"Second Senior Brother!" Fan Chen looked at Su Xuan with dripping eyes.

"Senior Brother Su Xuan, why are you here?" Feng Yueli said angrily, feeling a little uncomfortable, originally planning to talk to Fan Chen, but you came at this time.

"Hey, I can't come?" Su Xuan looked at Feng Yueli jokingly, he was also here to chat with Fanchen.

"I didn't say anything. Feng Yueli said in a low voice.

Su Xuan pursed his lips and smiled, slowly sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, put his hands on the stone table, and looked at the mortal dust in front of him with deep eyes, and then looked at the wind and moon.