I was a little apprehensive, and although I knew that I shouldn't criticize someone else's way of life, I couldn't help but object to his behavior of trapping me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His life should be arbitrary and colorful, not so monotonous-

Silent.

Time is long and abrasive in this silence.

I almost opened my mouth to make amends, but I pressed it down.

It took a long time for the eyes of the long night to turn up and fall on me.

"It's getting late. ”

He said lightly.

That was the only thing he said to me throughout the day.

His eyes were still so dark and indifferent, and the mask covered his face, I couldn't see his expression clearly. But I understand what I mean.

He's driving me away—

I walked out the door in a huff, thought about it, and then turned around and said, "I didn't mean anything else, I just thought it was ...... Felt ......"

Under the calm gaze of the long night, I suddenly felt that I could not speak.

The life he chose was pleasing to him, but who am I, but I came to talk nonsense?

I couldn't help but feel a sour breath in my heart, rushing to my nose, and almost crying uncomfortably. I turned my head and hurried away, as if I had fled.

The wind and snow hit all the way, and it felt a little shaved.

That sour breath was reflected in the indifferent eyes of the long night in his mind, and he suddenly became overturned.

The first time I tasted love, I felt sour and miserable.

When I think about it, I feel even more obscure.

Those who have read the book don't work at the moment.

There are thousands of men in this fairy world, who told me to fall in love with him?

It's just that I don't understand the amorous feelings, it's just that I'm not gentle and considerate, and I keep my face on my face repeatedly, and he always throws me away with such an understatement.

Oil and salt are not entered, and meat and vegetables are taboo.

It's like an iron lump that has no flaws to find, it can't be opened, it can't be chopped, and it can only watch itself stupidly bump into it, begging for hardship.

You really deserve it!

The aggrieved ran into a directionless collision, and the sour breath in his heart almost overflowed.

I don't want to be like Bai Nian, who likes to be silently guarded alone. That's not my style of wine.

Bai Nian liked his brother almost all his life, but he didn't let his brother know. In the end, she didn't even want her life for her love, but her brother, who was merciful everywhere, could hardly remember who she was.

This kind of love is too faint, don't do it.

I will not do this.

If he likes it, he likes it, if he really doesn't like me, he doesn't like me-

Thinking, thinking, almost crying. But I didn't dare to think about the words in the future.

What if I don't like me all the time?

I don't know, I don't know.

It was an unknown outcome that scared me.

Bai Nian's face appeared in front of me, and in front of the bougainvillea and the floating Milky Way, her unmistakable eyes suddenly appeared in front of me.

I suddenly understood, it's not flawless, that's the biggest flaw-

She knew that she was rare in her brother's love, and she couldn't give up Concubine Yun, so she was ready to give up everything. It's not calm, it's like ashes.

If only the queen mother were still around, at least, I could ask her what she should do to make a man fall in love with her.

Running all the way, I suddenly came to a steaming hot spring.

I stopped suddenly.

That was the last time I accidentally bumped into the hot spring pool where I had been bathing for a long night.

With a faint warmth of heat, my chaotic thoughts recovered a little, and my face, which had just been frozen by the running wind, was a little less stiff.

I stepped into the mist and paced slowly, but in the southeast direction of the pool, I saw a cluster of beautiful flowers.

Oh, that's weird-

Such a cold and boring big wood would have planted a bunch of flowers by the hot spring in the long night?!

Do you want to smell the flowers while bathing, or take a break between baths to enjoy the flowers?

Curious, I crouched down and reached out to touch the delicate flowers with their warm droplets.

But in the gap between the trembling branches of the flowers, I saw the half-cut wooden basket that was about to rot.

The hand suddenly stopped moving—

This, this is -

I took two steps back, my eyes widening in disbelief.

Ah Li's eyes appeared in front of me.

For a while, I had mixed feelings.

After staring at the luxuriant flower branches for a long time, I slightly hooked the corners of my lips: it seems that you are not very boring, at least you know how to find a warm and moist place to plant the flowers.

Since the flamboyant figure disappeared in this room, the long night suddenly felt empty.

For some reason, since the day when the snow rabbit disappeared for no reason, there were a few days in the long night when he practiced swordsmanship. After waiting for a few days, he did not see the man coming, and the long night ghost sent the gods to put away the prohibition.

When he finally saw the figure that he hadn't seen for a long time, Changye didn't know what to say.

She smiled brightly at him.

She said, "It's really good swordsmanship. What do you think of my tricks? It's much better than your cold sword light, isn't it?"

She complained, "Hey, you're really boring. Send you flowers, and you have to turn your face. My flowers, but only for beauties——, I am complimenting you for your beauty!"

The calm dark eyes of the long night rippled.

With such frivolous words, he should have drawn his sword angrily, and he should have cut her into seven or eight pieces before she could say anything more transgressive, but he didn't.

He listened calmly as she said something indecent to herself.

There are beauties, they will never forget when they see them, they will not see them for a day, and they will think like crazy-

So frivolous, and so vivid.

Yes, vividly.

No one has ever been so vividly imprinted in the mind of Long Night.

He couldn't think of a better word to describe the woman who was always unexpected.

It's obviously cold eyebrows, but when I look at it, I feel extraordinarily gorgeous, and even a little scorching eyes.

Always dressed in red, unexpected.

It's obviously lazy and scoundrel and frivolous, but it's surprisingly not annoying.

No matter where she stands, your gaze will always be unconsciously looking.

She is vivid and vivid, like the ever-changing mist in the mountains, erratic and elusive. But it is more colorful than the haze, more vivid and attractive than the haze.

Perhaps, she is more like a hearty splashed ink painting, very wanton, very flying.

I obviously wanted to say something else, but when the words came to my mouth, it turned into a dry "It's late".

As soon as the words came out, Changye frowned slightly, and there was some regret in his heart. This sentence doesn't seem to be very appropriate, but where it is inappropriate, Long Night can't tell it.

He lives in the Western Wilderness all year round, and the probability of seeing a talking creature is about the same as the probability of encountering a flying stone from the sky. Later, after leaving the Western Wilderness, he locked himself in the void, and then lived alone on the top of the snow peak.

He didn't know that this sentence was very hurtful.