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After the baptism of cool rain, the ghost village lost the heavy smell of blood, and the sun rushed out of the dark clouds, finally revealing its whole face, shining brightly, they shuttled between the branches, weaving golden silks, stringing the water droplets after the rain into a string of golden pearls. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rare coolness of summer accompanied by beautiful sunshine is refreshing.

Mo Xueyan lay on a soft chair in the courtyard, raising her head to stare at the sun that radiated dazzling light.

Lying in the sun like this, I felt a burst of warmth all over my body.

In the past five years, she has never really had such a warm sunshine in her spirit, and there has not been a day during this period that she has been in such a sunny mood as today.

After the fire poison was discharged, she felt that her body was much lighter than five years ago, so light that it was like the air in this heaven and earth, and even her breathing was shallow, and her strength had risen by a great level.

Standing in the sunny courtyard, she stared at the scorching sun in the sky.

Die young..... It's been five years, have you missed me... Me..... I miss you so much!

Die young...... Die young......

Brother...... Didn't you say that you would let the mourner come to pick me up, it's been a few days, why hasn't the mourner come yet?

Mu Yingyan didn't come, he just kept hiding in the dark, quietly staring at this woman who made him extremely worried, and wanted to rush out several times to press her into his arms, kiss the red lips hard, kiss her fiercely, and punish her for leaving.

For five years, he didn't know how to suppress the thoughts that rolled like waves in his heart every day, but how could he...... In what capacity did he do this......

Mo Xueyan's back exuding a sad aura is incompatible with this world covered with gold and jade sunshine.

Every time she saw Mo Xueyan like this, Mu Yingyan couldn't help but think about what Yan'er was sad about, so she wanted to tear her sealed heart open and see what was hidden inside, which made him feel distressed and hateful!

Mu Yingyan's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist fiercely, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Don't keep staring at the sun, your eyes will hurt!"

Familiar tone, familiar voice, familiar touch, familiar breath.

Mo Xueyan's body stiffened instantly, and her eyes looking at the sky were covered by a warm big palm.

She couldn't hold back any longer........

Feeling the wetness coming from the palm of his hand, Mu Yingyan's heart seemed to be pulled back and forth by a silk thread, his hair was tight and tingling, and even his voice was a little hoarse: "Why are you crying!"

Mo Xueyan didn't answer, tears burst on her cheeks wrapped in big palms, her shoulders trembled, and her silent tears developed into uncontrollable sobbing.

Mu Yingyan was angry, and forcefully pulled Mo Xueyan's body to face him, and wanted to roar angrily, but when he saw the crying pear blossom with rain cheeks in front of him, he couldn't say anything.

Sighing, his bright golden eyes were full of pity, he took the person made of water into his arms, patted her back gently, and comforted her silently.

Who knew that the person in his arms cried more and more.

Mu Yingyan was at a loss: "When did that sunny and gentle Yan'er become such a crybaby now!"

His words successfully interrupted Mo Xueyan's increasingly crying emotion, and carefully lifted his head from Mu Yingyan's arms, although he was reluctant, his steps still stepped back, and walked out of the encirclement of Mu Yingyan's arms.