This night, Xia Qing slept very unsteadily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dreams are full of memories of the past.

There is her, there is Qu Ziyan, and there is Mochen.

When the three of them first met, Qu Ziyan and Mochen didn't like each other, and they quarreled every day except for quarrels.

She looked at the two big boys who didn't seem to grow up.

Suddenly, a gaping hole opened between them.

She was taken to one side by the mouth alone, and the two of them were taken to the other side by the mouth.

The three of them looked at each other through the mouth.

But this gap is too big to cross.

Qu Ziyan and Mochen's faces became more and more blurred.

It seems like it's going to be lost at any moment.

She seemed to lose sight of anything, slowly, slowly sinking.

Until nothing is visible.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to shout, but she couldn't make any sound in her throat.

In her dream, it was as if an invisible hand was firmly holding her neck.

She could barely breathe.

She could feel her distorted expression, her sad expression that wanted to collapse.

The hands seemed to loosen and their throats began to make a little sound.

She raised her hand and realized that she could already open her eyes.

It's still pitch black outside.

The long night is not over yet.

She looked sideways, and the pillow was already wet.

I touched my eyes, and they were already wet.

The reason why I can't see them in my dream is because she is crying.

Tears blindfolded her eyes, causing her to feel intense pain in an instant.

Why, why.

Just left Qu Ziyan.

Obviously, he just left Qu Ziyan.

Why does this heart hurt so much?

Is he already so important in her heart that he can't let go?

No, she doesn't allow it.

She didn't want to venture again.

Her adventures have cost her everything.

She and nothing could make her risk anymore.

She's already alone.

The heart was struck hard.

Xia Qing smiled, this fact has always been bloody in front of her.

She didn't feel heartache until today, could it be a little late.

Wipe away tears. She couldn't sleep anymore, either.

She was afraid,

She was scared.

I'm afraid that when I fall into a dream, the world is full of songs.

The whole world is full of his shadow.

Either happy or sad.

The sinister expression on that bewitching face was the fetters of her life.

This bad relationship, starting from herself, should be.

Ending with herself.

For him, and for her.

Who wouldn't miss out on so many people in their lifetime?

She's not the special one.

She's going to miss it too.

Not far away, a hazy singing voice was heard.

It's as if she had just come to the Drunken Immortal Tower that night.

The singing I heard on the night I met Mochen.

The annex is quiet.

Even if there was a little wind and grass outside, Xia Qing could hear it clearly.

She couldn't get it right.

She hurriedly got up, trying to find the source of the sound.

Hurriedly picked up a candle, Xia Qing looked for a sound.

The voice was far away and sometimes near, as if it were right in front of you, and as if it was far away in the sky.

It seems to be within reach, but it is so far away that you can't see it.

The night breeze was a little chilly.

There are not many flowers and trees in the garden, but the wind still makes a rustling sound.

This voice sounds a little scary.

Xia Qing put away the candle in his hand, for fear that it would be blown out by the wind.

The singing not far away also stopped as it stopped.

It's as if nothing ever happened.

It was as if everything just now was her hallucination.

Dead silence returned.

It's, it's weird.

Xia Qing held the candle in his hand, not knowing where to go.

I must not be able to sleep when I go back to my room.

But if you don't go back, you don't seem to have anywhere to go.

She simply sat down on the verandah of the annex and looked at the flowers and plants in the night.

It's nice to be a plant.

Xia Qing thought stupidly.

You don't have to think about so many things when you make plants, as long as you are safe and stable.

"Being a human being is not good at all. ”

She muttered, as if she was speaking to the flowers and plants, and as if she was speaking to herself.

"You have to be a good person, you have to make flowers and plants well. Let's work together. ”

Xia Qing stood up and stretched a big lazy waist.

Since you were born as a human being, let's keep doing it.

Isn't all this God's arrangement?

Since I got up early, I went to the dance room to stay and practice.

Doesn't it all say that the plan of the day lies in the morning, she is early enough, right?

Xia Qing sneakily walked all the way to the main building of the Drunken Immortal Building.

There is a small gate next to it that leads directly from the garden.

This small gate is known only to those who live in Been.

It's a shortcut to make it easier for them to go back.

Xia Qing usually doesn't use this door, this door always makes her feel like she is on the side.

But today I can only enter from here.

It's still so early, all the other doors of the Drunken Immortal Building are closed, only this side door is hidden.

"Squeak. ”

Xia Qing pushed, and sure enough, the side door opened.

The drunken immortal building was pitch black, and there was no light at all.

As soon as she entered, she finally brought some light.

The candle in his hand was almost gone.

Xia Qing was a little anxious.

She couldn't find her way upstairs in the dark.

She hid the candle, gathered the light, and walked briskly up the stairs.

"Oops. ”

I don't know which immoral guest put a wooden bench across the road, and Xia Qing tripped over the wooden bench when he passed by.

I guess I'm going to have bruises on my legs.

It looks like you're going to be unlucky today.

Xia Qing thought silently and continued to grope forward.

The candle in his hand is getting shorter and shorter, and it will soon burn out.

She could only speed up her pace.

It was the first time that Xia Qing felt that the stairs of the Drunken Immortal Building were really far away.

She groped her way through the side door, and it took a long, long time.

When she finally reached the staircase, the candle had just been extinguished.

She breathed a sigh of relief, at least, found the stairs.

All she had to do now was climb the stairs to the highest floor, and everything would be fine.

Because there are often drunken ghosts in the Drunken Immortal Building, in order to prevent them from accidentally falling down and getting injured or something, Mei Niang ordered someone to repair the stairs to a very frank style.

In this way, even if the repairer falls, nothing will happen.

However, the not-so-good thing is that the number of steps is relatively large........

Xia Qing was panting and sweating on her forehead.

Why didn't you feel so tired climbing this staircase in the past?

Right in front of you is the dance room.

Xia Qing took out the key to the dance room from the side of his clothes and planned to open it.

However, the key seems to be redundant.

Because the door of the dance room was not locked at all.

It's just a cover-up.

Xia Qing was very puzzled, really puzzled.

She was thinking about who was the last person to leave the dance room yesterday, so careless, she didn't even know how to close the door, it was okay that there was nothing missing, in case something was missing, who would she find to pay for it.

But she suddenly thought about it.

If you want to say that the last one to go out yesterday, isn't it herself?

At that time, after eating the buns given to her by Simo, she was content to leave.

And she remembered that she had locked the dance room before leaving.

Otherwise, how could she keep this key by her side all the time?

Thinking like this, Xia Qing suddenly became a little scared.

It's hard to do, it's hard to do, in this dance room,

Still haunted?