Yan Yi was stunned and did not answer.

They all saw his gaze—no tears, but sadness.

No one said what they wanted to say.

It's such a silence, silence.

Time doesn't wait for you to speak, and the steps of leaving can't wait for you to speak. Time slips away without you speaking, and when you leave, you still don't speak.

Prince No. and Dobra gradually shrank in his field of vision. But he always wanted to get closer, and he always couldn't control his eyes to follow......

The scenery changes, and the road is not too far. He is constantly hiding, hiding.

Or was discovered. Wang Zinuo turned his head to look at the lonely figure. Dobra saw Wang Zinuo turn his head, so she also looked back, and saw Yan Yi standing in place and watching them leave-Yan Yi quickly returned to the original point, but forgot to turn his head away, and did not put his eyes away, he knew that Dobra would not see him like he looked at Wang Zinuo, but Wang Zinuo still turned his head and gave him Dobra's momentary gaze. She saw him, only him, her lips slightly opened, and she wanted to say something to him.

Can't dodge, can't dodge, can't dodge. Yan Yi then hurried forward to block their way.

"You ......" Dobra was about to say something when a fireball erupted. Wang Zino hurriedly pulled Dobra away. The fireball fell in front of Dobra, extinguished on the ground, and instantly disappeared. But Yan Yi's eyes clearly still had fire, anger, and fierce burning...... This is the first time he has not hit the target. But the second time, he relented. He had never felt the softness in his heart, he didn't want to miss it like this, and now he could only pretend to be nothing.

"Are you coming back when you're gone?" he asked, his cold gaze on the face that wasn't beautiful, as if he hadn't taken her into account in the first place.

"You want me back?"

"I hope — this is the last time we'll see each other. ”

His face was calm and his voice was flat. This was Yan Yi's last impression on Dobra.

"Aren't you going to come to me when you leave this place?" she asked after Yan Yi turned away.

"Yes, I hope I can find you then. He replied without looking back.

A tear crossed his cold face. Laid down. It's over. Separated.

This time, he didn't know how far he would have to go, and how long it would take before he could see her again. What will he do when he sees her again? He will close his eyes, turn around, and walk away. He thought so.

It's going to rain.

He had an umbrella in his hand and wanted to give it to her, but he still didn't get too close. Not far behind them, he stood. If she had turned around, would he have turned around and gone? He was sure she wouldn't look back, just as she was sure he wouldn't stand still and watch her go in silence. She didn't know he was going to be watching her all the time......

Yan Yi sighed and put the umbrella away. He still remembers when he hugged her. She was trembling with tears, but he couldn't smile and hug her. He still remembers that when he talked to her, she smiled, and he had a very good feeling. He still remembers that on the way back to the compound with Wang Zinuo, he held an umbrella for her, and people in the rain crowded under the umbrella and walked on the road, maybe for a moment, the word he thought of was - snuggle. He remembered that when she brought the bewitched yam to his mouth, he could choose to open his mouth without hesitation......

Thinking of this, Yan Yi showed a smile that he thought he would never have. His eyes were filled with tears, but they never dripped from them. He also understands why heartache doesn't have to be crying, can't cry.

It won't be that memorable, not too memorable.

He could also console himself by saying that it was okay to be separated in time.

There was no retention at the time, and there is no regret at the moment.

He walked around alone, and he remembered that it was okay that there was still a lot to do—numb when he did too many bad things, tired and tired and not thinking too much about it. But he could only hide his heart for the time being, and his heart was not dead.

The throbbing when you wake up in the middle of the night is still frequent. In the past, he talked to her when he had time. He doesn't like to laugh. But he wanted her to be happy. He cherished her smile. After separation, he was alone. He was alone in his family. He was heartbroken and stayed up alone, and he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and was frightened alone.

Would he be afraid of being forgotten by her? He wanted her to forget him before he forgot her, so that he could forget as a matter of course. He was afraid of the future he would meet, and he tried not to remember the past. That terrible loneliness became a formidable enemy, and he fought alone, only to be bruised and bruised.

Yan Yi, he is really like a fire, burning himself, sometimes it is burning, sometimes it is lighting and warm. He's a demon, and he doesn't understand a lot of them, but who understands him?

When he was quiet, he heard some sound, not his own heartbeat, or that voice had overshadowed his heartbeat—the tick-tock sound like a clock moving......

Dobra and Wang Zino kept walking, walking together. From the desert to the grassland, from noon to dusk. They have been walking for a long time, but they have not gone far – they have not yet returned to their homes, their hometowns.

Dobra suddenly stopped, looked at Wang Zinuo beside him, and said:

"Zinuo, I want to go to Guangling to see the snow, you can go with me, okay?"

Wang Zino turned his head to look at Dobra, and his face showed a terrifying look.

"Huh?" Wang Zinuo replied sluggishly, pausing, and he nodded.

"I love snow. ”

Dobra said with a smile.