Shadow, Shadow, what should I do with you? Do you want me to break my vow to Purple Shadow - love you? No, I can't, how can I do something sorry for Purple Shadow? But who can tell me how to control my feelings? Do you want me to give up on you? But it is because of you that my discouraged heart has a beating feeling again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Neither of the two people in the room who were arguing fiercely noticed that outside the closed door, a slender girl was standing cold, and the sound coming from the crack in the door almost made her fall into the abyss of hell.

Silver Shadow slowly walked back to her room, her legs filled with iron and lead, so heavy that she could barely drag her feet with all her strength.

The black tea in his hand has long since dissipated, and his little hands that are shaking strongly can still hold the teacup firmly in his hand.

Silver Shadow's straight eyes stared at the golden-red liquid in the cup, watching it gently sway in the delicate white porcelain cup, thinking that at least a drop of water would spill out, however, the tea that did not understand people's hearts and was sad and warm was always just rippling back and forth along the wall of the cup, just like the tears in her eyes at this time, obviously it had already spread out of her eyes, Silver Shadow thought that at least one of them would slip from her eye sockets, but she never thought that the tears that were incomprehensible were just entrenched in the eye film, and she didn't see a drop fall for a long time.

When he returned to his room, a warm and comfortable room, it made Yinying feel miserable, and goosebumps all over his body were cold.

Yinying sat down on the sofa in the room, his hands were still a little trembling, but the black tea in his hand was still held steadily, this is a kind of black tea that Yinjue likes very much, with a pleasing clear color and a rich aroma that does not make people feel tired.

Silver Shadow held the teacup to his lips, tilted his head, and poured the entire cup of black tea into his stomach, not like drinking tea, but like buying a booze when he was drunk.

Bitter, really bitter, the tip of the tongue is bitter, even the heart is bitter, this is obviously the "absolute" favorite fragrant tea, why is there such an astringent bitterness?

Silver Shadow looked down at the empty teacup, wanting to find out how the strange bitterness that came from the fragrant tea came about.

The bottom of the white porcelain cup, which still had a little water stains, was as bright as a mirror, reflecting the bright incandescent light in the room, and at the same time reflecting the blue face of the silver shadow.

No, the one that was reflected was not her face, but Yinjue's handsome face, which was cold and deeply attracted to her face, and she was slightly raising the charming Danfeng eyes, smiling gently at herself.

A tear finally fell, falling on the handsome face at the bottom of the white porcelain cup, splashing a holy and transparent tear.

Another tear fell, and then another, one, two, three...... As if the valve of the tear duct switch was opened, the broken "pearls" jumped down into the teacup one after another, and also fell into the heart lake of the silver shadow.

Yinying just made a cup of black tea for Yinjue, and he just wanted to see the comfortable expression when he drank the black tea he brewed with his own hands, but he didn't expect to overhear those words that made her fall into an ice cave.

It turns out that she is just a shadow in the mind of "Jue", a dispensable shadow, it turns out that her infatuation is just a play directed and acted by herself, is the song coming to an end? Is the play coming to an end? Is she leaving Yinjue?

The other things they argued about were not very clear in Silver Shadow's somewhat chaotic brain at this time, only the butler's righteous and strict sentence - "Dashuai, Miss Silver Shadow just looks like Lady Purple Shadow, but no matter how similar she is, she is not Lady Purple Shadow, she is just a shadow, isn't this the reason why Dashuai gave her such a name?"

The words that sent Silver Shadow directly into the eighteenth layer of hell and Silver never refuted it have been filling Silver Shadow's mind, like a curse of an evil spirit, making her nerves tense and painful, but she can't find an outlet for pain.

It's just because the person who hurt her is him, the man who she admires and relies on wholeheartedly has already regarded him as the most precious man in her life, even if she is secretly sad to death, Silver Shadow is not willing to embarrass the man she loves.

If you want me to be someone's shadow, if that shadow can bring you a little comfort, I will do it willingly. If you want me to die, if my death can be exchanged for your life, then I will die willingly.

Silver Shadow's mind slowly calmed down, so calm that she could clearly see the sadness flowing through her, so calm that she was surprised even by herself.

I'm amnesia, I'm amnesia, Silver Shadow began to chew on the butler's words slowly, a bitter smile tugging at her lips.

What was I like before I lost my memory? I must not be as crazy as I am now, but my heart has sunk into it, and I am already crazy about that man, and even if I let myself recover my memory, I am afraid that I will not be able to return to my original self.

Silver Shadow suddenly wanted to know what kind of memories he had lost, but he was afraid that there was no silver in those memories.

Was she disappointed in herself? Silver Shadow remembered the girl she had met last night, and the look of pain and sorrow she had when she shouted to herself, it turned out that she was really in the same group as her, no wonder when she saw her, she had a very familiar feeling and wanted to be close.

Will I ever have the chance to meet her in the future?

Silver Shadow thought about it, put down the teacup in his hand, and thought of the suggestion that the butler mentioned in the silver study to let him assassinate other imperial nobles, and his heart was so empty that he couldn't find the edge.

I'm afraid I won't have a chance to meet her again.

Silver Shadow walked towards the bed in the room, staggering in her footsteps that made her feel like an old man on the verge of death.

Why do you feel so cold when you get into the quilt and curl up in a ball? Is it because there is no "absolute" temperature?

Break off...... Will you still hug me with your warm embrace?......

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Yin Jue sat down on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the little man curled up in the sheets on the bed, revealing only a small furry head.

The sound of her thin breathing sounded in her ears, and the sound reminded Silver of a newborn toddler, with a pitiful tenderness and fragility.

The words of the black butler just now still made Yin Jue angry, as if the scar he had carefully hidden had been ruthlessly revealed, adding a layer of chaos to Yin Jue's already messy mind.