The wind walked lightly, Rong Yeqian watched her disappear from her sight step by step, just like she was draining from her heart step by step, she collapsed to the ground weakly, looking at the bright red wedding dress fragments everywhere, smiled coldly, as if self-deprecating and seemed to be stunned, and swept her sleeves lightly, all the fragments suddenly rushed out of the door like butterflies flying in the air, scattered in a courtyard, and the door closed again with a "bang".

After making sure that the door was closed again, the figure of the light wind gradually appeared from the side, looked at the closed door, and then turned to look at the red fragments all over the yard, leaned over gently, and carefully picked them up one by one, like the most cherished treasure.

A door separates two people, like a heart door, completely blocking each other out.

In the room, Rong Yeqi was lying on the ground, reaching out to support his forehead, closing his eyes to remove a pool of sadness, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Outside the room, Feng Qing hunched his waist and picked up the fragments of the wedding dress one by one, carefully holding them in his arms, tears flowing freely but not daring to make a sound.

After making sure he had picked up all the pieces, he looked at the closed door again.

I'm sorry, forget me......

Holding a red rag, he left here step by step.

………… Dividing line ............

In the night, on the highest roof of the Demon Palace, Su Youyu looked at the drunk and delirious wind with pity on her face.

Feng Qing held the wine jug in his arms, his eyes were misty, he yelled for a while, muttered for a while, cried for a while, laughed for a while, and suddenly threw himself into Su Youwen's arms, almost didn't knock Su Youwei down, and hammered his chest while crying, "Demon demon, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable in my heart......"

"Gently, you're drunk, I'll send you back to rest. Su Youyu hugged Feng Qing, patted her back and said softly.

Feng Qingqing pushed Su Demon Girl away, and said loudly, "No, I'm not going back, I'm going to watch him here, I'm going to watch him here." ”

This is the highest place, you can see the entire demon palace, although Feng Qing is a little dazed, her gaze is accurate in the direction of Rong Yeqi's courtyard.

"Demon, he must be very angry, I am today, I ruined the wedding dress he made with his own hands, woo woo...... I don't want that, I don't want to ...... But if I don't do that, he won't give up, woowoo......"

Su Youwei quietly listened to the intermittent wine talk of the wind, and wiped the tears on her face distressedly.

"That's fine, I, I just hope he forgets me...... All the pain, just, let me bear it alone!" Feng Qingsu waved his hand, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and shouted, "From now on, the mountain is high and the road is far away, and it is like a strange road!"

Su Youwei looked at such a light wind, her eyebrows tightened, she really wanted to rush to Rong Yeqi, tell him everything, and tell him all the pain in Feng Qing's heart, but in this way, all the efforts of Feng Qing were in vain, maybe Rong Yeqian would take his life in order to repay the debts of his previous life, these are not what Feng Qing wants to see.

Just when Su Youwei was struggling, Feng Qing suddenly sat down, grabbed Su Youwei's hand tightly, and said solemnly with full eyes, "You, You, Hiccup...... You and Leng Tian must be happy, and you must not be like me and Yeqi, tormenting each other in such pain. ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, we'll all be fine, we'll all be fine. Su Youwei hugged the wind lightly in her arms, gently stroked her back and said softly.