When Yu Shenghan walked into the house, he saw Liu Huanxue who helped Mo Mengchen carefully wipe the sweat on his forehead. Under the illumination of the light, Liu Huanxue's beautiful face was slightly flushed, and her usually cunning eyes were calm, and only from the corners of her lips could she barely peek into the uneasiness and worry in her heart.

Yusheng was slightly stunned, she was getting more and more different from usual, but I didn't know which one was her.

How is it that people who usually have joy and anger written on their faces are now elusive?

is no longer the usual delicate, but looks calm and unpredictable.

He always felt that her changes portended something, and there was a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

As if sensing the gaze behind her, she slowly turned her head and slowly pulled out a far-fetched smile when she saw him.

"Brother Yu, Mengchen is sick."

Her voice was extremely low, and her eyes were full of sadness like black jewels, which softened his heart in an instant.

Maybe he's thinking too much.

Yu Shenghan thought silently, then walked up to Liu Huanxue and patted her a few times, relieving the pressure in her heart. An icy voice came out of his mouth. "He'll be fine."

Just four words, but it also shows his concern.

Mo Mengchen is the person she values, if the person she values is sick and she is still lively and happy at a glance, it is not normal.

Thinking of this, Yu Shenghan was relieved, and the uneasiness and doubt in his heart also dissipated.

"Brother Yu, I can't go out with you today. Why don't you go out and find Fu Yuxuan and them? Liu Huanxue said while wiping the sweat for Mo Mengchen.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and Liu Huanxue didn't want to sweep away Fu Yuxuan and Jin Se's prosperity, so she didn't tell them about Mo Mengchen's illness. Mo Mengchen, it's enough to have her alone.

"It doesn't matter." Yu Shenghan shook his head, "I'm here with you, and we'll go together next time." ”

Next time?

Liu Huanxue shook Mo Mengchen's hand wiping the sweat, and her body was slight, almost imperceptible. Then there was a low "um".

It's just, Brother Yu, I'm sorry, there's no next time.

After Yu Shenghan finished speaking, he went to the bookshelf and took the book, sat at the table and looked at it slowly.

For a moment, the atmosphere was very quiet.

He read quietly, she took care of them wholeheartedly, and both of them were silent, but the atmosphere was not weird, but comfortable and harmonious.

A few more hours passed, and it was already light. Liu Huanxue touched Mo Mengchen's forehead, which had returned to its usual temperature, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and her heart that had been hanging was also relaxed. She stood up, and her body almost fell to the ground, but fortunately she quickly held on to the bedpost at hand to stabilize her body.

It's dangerous.

While rubbing her numb legs, Liu Huanxue thought in her heart. She lowered her head and just saw Yushenghan's sleeping face.

The moonlight shone on him through the wide open door, softening the corners of his brow. A pair of eyes as cold as a cold star were hidden by the curtains, which made him seem less cold and detached than usual. His body seemed to be shrouded in a faint silver halo, his waist-length black hair tied by a white belt hung down to one side, and the hem of his crescent-colored robe was embroidered with cold plums, which showed his elegance and peerlessness.

Even those who are asleep are so noble and holy that they cannot be defiled.

Liu Huanxue's heartbeat missed a few beats, as if her breathing had stagnated. She walked slowly to his side, and her heart ached with each step.

This person is the person she has been obsessed with all her life.

She was fascinated by his face, and the cool touch of her fingertips made her shiver. She closed her eyes and traced his eyebrows, her hands moving as she wished, and they fit perfectly.

There is no need to look at it anymore, his qiē is deeply rooted in her heart. Like bones and blood, they are inseparable and indelible.

"Brother Yu, you will never know, you will not know......"

Won't know I love you.

Even when he was asleep, she didn't dare to say what was in her heart, so she could only repeat it in her heart over and over again.

When she opened her eyes again, Liu Huanxue's eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were full of love and attachment to Yusheng Han.

She can't lie, but the only lie is as perfect as she disguises.

Liu Huanxue doesn't love Yushenghan, it's her only lie.

Liu Huanxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, tears knot in her eyelashes, and her face was full of entanglement. For a long time, she pursed the corners of her lips, as if she had made a lot of determination. She slowly bent down, leaned over and landed a gentle kiss on Yu Shenghan's cheek. The movement, gentle and solemn, seemed to be saying goodbye to something, as if it was performing a sacred ritual.

The moonlight sprinkled on the two of them, and it was as beautiful as a painting.

Her sadness, her love, and her reluctance to give up all melted into that kiss.

Brother Yu, forgive me. Forgive me for taking advantage of the unpreparedness. But, but, let me make a memory, okay?

The warm lips were on the cold cheeks, and they were parted at the touch of a touch, but in Liu Huanxue's heart, it had passed thousands of times.

She looked up, her face already wet. She took a deep look at Yu Shenghan, turned around and ran out.

As soon as Liu Huanxue left, Yu Shenghan, who was lying on the table, slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of astonishment. He caressed his cheek, where Liu Huanxue had kissed, and there was a teardrop that had not dissipated.

Something was beating abruptly in his mind, and the scenes he had ignored and didn't care about in the past unfolded in his mind, drawing a fact that shocked him