The afterglow of the clear light was sprinkled in the Crescent Moon Manor, and it had already disappeared into a blanket of snow before it reached the ground. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Agrim's winter is not cold, but the snow is sprinkled with a day and a night, whether this white is the painter's heart when he puts down the pen tangled sadness or crystal clear pure and flawless romance, people in their sleep only care about whether tomorrow's sun can recede all the thousands of miles of silver, after all, this is not a country that should snow.

However, the regulars of Crescent Moon Manor were very interested in the snow scene, and Xuanyu walked beside the already frozen water pavilion and listened to the sound of footsteps on the snow. It was something that only children cared about, but now it also has an inexplicable attraction to blood demons. In the past, he had never paid attention to these details, or he was as light as a swallow, and he was afraid that he would not even leave footprints in the snow. But now Xuanyu deliberately stepped on it with great interest, immersed in it like a child.

Ten minutes ago, Mo An saw Xuanyu in a single coat walking out of the castle alone, and he subconsciously picked up a thick cloak and chased out. But he didn't take two steps before he laughed to himself.

"What a fool! When did he want you to deliver clothes because he was afraid of the cold?" Mo An thought so, and was about to turn to leave, when suddenly a series of sneezes sounded in his ears, and the cloak in his hand was snatched away by the man.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner that it would be so cold on a snowy night?" Xuanyu grumbled as she draped her black cloak over her body, then reached out and took a snowflake and watched it transform into a dancing spirit in her palm, turning its body easily until it disappeared.

Mo An was a little stunned, his memory went back to that snowy day many years ago, in the misty forest, when he first met Xuanyu, he also wore such a cloak, but it was much thinner. His face was as pale as a snow sculpture, and his inky black eyes reflected his young figure, bloodstained, and as fragile as a candle about to be extinguished.

"What are you doing?"

Mo An, who was pulled back to reality by Xuanyu's voice, rubbed his face and laughed in a low voice: "I was thinking that you have always been silent, but now you have become a verbose ghost. ”

"Verbosity?" Xuanyu sneered, "Is it a new demon beast in your manor?"

This kind of demonic change, I thought I knew his temperament very well, but overnight he was unrecognizable, and all his previous efforts came to naught. What Mo An was referring to was Xuanyu, and he had been holding these words in his heart for a while, and just now when he saw the other party's expression like a naughty child, he felt something, and the words naturally blurted out.

"Because it's a demon, people can't understand it. Xuanyu said lightly, at this moment he took away his previous ease, his head was slightly tilted to the side, and a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Mo An, "Similarly, because it is a human, the demon can't understand." ”

Mo An took a deep breath, Fang Cai Xuanyu's words pierced into his heart like a sharp thorn, he blinked his eyes and lowered his head: "Come into the house, I have good wine to entertain." ”

"Haven't you always drunk tea?" Xuanyu said,

"I want to drink today...... Mo An said, taking out a wine glass from behind him as if by magic, "Remember......?

"A glass of poisoned wine, a cup of elixir, you have chosen the right one!" Xuanyu smiled.

"Do you know why I wasn't scared then?" Mo An turned around, playing with the wine glass in one hand, and continued without waiting for the other party to answer, "I'm sure even if I choose poisoned wine, you'll save me!"

The corners of Xuanyu's mouth slowly calmed down, and her gaze like moonlight flowed to Mo An's back, with a hint of bitterness. Xuanyu wanted to say something but couldn't, he followed Mo An back to the castle and followed Mo An into his bedroom.

"I'm not in the living room today, I'm not in the dining room, I'm here to entertain you!" Mo An walked to the table after closing the door.

There were no flasks on the table, only two glasses, which were full.

"It's ......" Xuanyu sensed something, his brow furrowed slightly.

"There are countless fine wines in my Crescent Manor, and these two are the best of the best. I can't wake up until dawn. And the other cup......" Mo An slowly reached for the right cup, "after drinking it, you will never wake up." ”

Xuanyu's face was a little dark, but he didn't speak.

"I know you're not just going to the Wish Shop for the sake of Qingluan Feather," Mo An returned to his beloved couch and sat down, "You also found out something. ”

Xuanyu stood motionless, leaning against the door, quietly waiting for Mo An to finish speaking.

"I've been waiting for you to ask me, but since you came back, you've only been talking and laughing. Never say anything about it. It's okay if you don't mention it, I'll mention it. Mo An adjusted his body and straightened his waist, his face was solemn, and his tone was low, "That's right, I sent the shadow ghost who chased and killed Lucia!

Xuanyu walked towards Mo An, her gaze gentle as water. He sat lightly across from Mo An, staring at the man with the gold-rimmed glasses. Suddenly sighed that time flies, once upon a time, he was still a little boy. The human life cycle is very short, and time forces a young soul to grow up quickly, just to live, whether he wants to accept such a change or not.

"What? don't you want to ask me why?" Seeing that Xuanyu just looked at himself and didn't speak for a long time, Mo An was a little uncomfortable, he clenched his fist with one hand and coughed lightly, "After all, Lucia and I have no grudges in the past, and there is no grudge in the past...... and no enmity in the near future."

"But you hate her!" was the first thing Xuanyu said since she entered the house, "I didn't even notice it before. ”

Mo An sneered: "You are wrong, I don't hate her." I'm just jealous of her. He paused slightly, as if to collect his thoughts, "Our lives were peaceful before Lucia appeared. ”

"Calm is nothing but a thin layer of ice above the rapids, and Lucia is just an icebreaker. Without her, the rapids would still be rushing up, but it was only a matter of time. Xuanyu crossed Erlang's legs and looked directly at Mo An, "Besides, she is still helping you find the underground palace, so you shouldn't hurt her." ”

"But she took you!" Mo An's emotions suddenly exploded, and he slammed the case, the muscles on his face twitched, and even a little hideous.

"Mo An, let me ask you, what is our relationship?" Xuanyu's emotionless voice sounded extremely cold, in fact, he didn't know what to say, he didn't understand human feelings before, and it was impossible for him to understand a five-year-old child's mood swings.

At that time, all his relatives died, Mo An was also seriously injured, the five-year-old mind was not strong or fragile, life and death were too jerky for him, and the only thing he knew was that he had no one to rely on from now on, except for the black-haired and black-eyed man in front of him.

But how could the blood demon take the human child with him, Xuanyu discarded him. Later, when he saw him again, Xuanyu didn't know what kind of abuse Mo An had suffered in the home of the person who adopted him, only that his eyes were no longer as innocent as before!

For Mo An, Xuanyu saved him three times, once in the Misty Forest, once at the blacksmith's house, and once in the Demonic Stygian Valley. From hell to earth, from death to rebirth, from poverty to wealth, Xuanyu gave him too many precious things. Mo An swore that he would only be sincere to Xuanyu in this life, except for revenge, Xuanyu was the only reason for him to live!

Xuanyu remembered that when Mo An was twelve years old, his talent for business was already revealed. By accident, Xuanyu helped him get the first pot of gold, and then it was smooth sailing and out of control.

Mo An regarded Xuanyu as his only relative in this world, and he didn't dare, didn't want to, and couldn't lose Xuanyu again. Such a strong feeling turned into a kind of possessiveness, and Xuanyu's secret attribute was also very satisfying to Mo An, so that no one could snatch Xuanyu, and he could rely on him for the rest of his life.

It's not affection, it's not love, it's just childishness. Mo An, who became the richest man, is still the child who lost his way in the misty forest deep down.

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