The door was locked, and the heavy curtains had fallen. In an instant, the room was pitch black.

At the moment when the lights were about to turn on, Zhuge Qingyao suddenly said, "Don't ...... Don't turn on the lights! ”

Wen Jun's body froze, and his fingers unconsciously stayed at the switch.

Darkness, inky darkness, boundless darkness.

Darkness means dazedness, ignorance, fear, horror, and everyone is afraid. Especially women, women are weak, weak, and naturally timid. Women are afraid of the dark, just as men are worried, and that is a fear from the heart.

Zhuge Qingyao is not only not afraid of the dark at all, but also seems to be very nostalgic.

Why is that?

Perhaps, she was trying to hide something through the darkness. Only in the dark will women become bold, blurt out some things that they usually dare not say, and do things that they usually dare not do, and do them with their eyes closed. For no one sees, no one knows.

Perhaps, she has become accustomed to the darkness. It was only in the dark that she felt safest. People who spend too much time in the dark are not accustomed to exposing themselves to the eyes and nose of others, even if that person has an appreciative gaze.

In the dark, Zhuge Qingyao's autumn-like apricot eyes were still bright, like a pair of Gemini constellations flashing in the night sky.

Her breathing suddenly became rapid, her chest rose and fell violently, staring at Wen Jun who was close at hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Is it you, teacher...... Brother? ”

Wen Jun's nose was sore, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he replied in a low voice: "Senior sister, it's me." ”

Zhuge Qingyao suddenly rushed in front of him with an arrow step, and said with a mixture of joy and sorrow: "Really...... Are you sure? ”

Wen Jun gently hugged her into his arms and said sourly: "Senior sister! ”

Zhuge Qingyao seemed to use his strength to feed, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and cried bitterly: "Senior brother, I found you so hard." ”

Tears blurred their vision, wetting each other's clothes.

At this moment, all words seem so pale and powerless, unable to describe the grief and joy of two people who love each other and reunite after experiencing life and death.

The two people hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to become one with her (him), become one, and never be separated again.

For a long time, for a long time, the choking sound slowly stopped.

Wen Jun hugged her and sat down on a bench and turned on the lights.

Gently wiping away the tears on her face, Wen Jun breathed a long sigh of relief and said guiltily: "Senior sister, senior brother didn't take care of you and made you suffer." ”

Zhuge Qingyao held back her tears, smiled, and teased: "No matter what, I'm still alive now, and you're living a pretty nourishing life, aren't you?" ”

Her originally indifferent and desperate heart, after recognizing her senior brother, seemed to be like the sun shining, and the ice and snow suddenly melted, and the whole person returned to the girlhood of ice and snow and the age of being a girl.

The girls of this era are lively, lovely, and innocent.

Wen Jun looked at her, remembering how many times he had experienced life and death in half a year, his eyes showed that kind of pity and sadness, and he smiled reluctantly: "It's actually not easy to live." ”

Zhuge Qingyao said softly: "Senior brother, are you too tired to live?" ”

Wen Jun sighed: "It's not easy to be human, aren't you the same?" ”

Zhuge Qingyao arched in his arms and chuckled: "With Senior Brother, I will not be afraid of anything from now on." ”

Wen Jun's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, his mood suddenly became heavy, and he said depressedly: "What should he do?" ”

Zhuge Qingyao raised his head, his autumn-like eyes were bright and gentle, stared at him and said, "Senior brother, you mean Yang Jianming?" ”

Wen Jun sighed again and said, "It can be seen that he loves you very much." ”

Zhuge Qingyao said lightly: "He loves the previous Zhuge Qingyao, and she died half a year ago." ”

Wen Jun sighed: "But...... Who believes it? ”

yes, though the heavens and the earth are great, who can believe them?

Zhuge Qingyao put his arms around his neck and said categorically: "Believe it or not, that's his business, the current Zhuge Qingyao loves you." ”

Wen Jun's heart hurt again, and he said helplessly: "But...... You're already his wife. ”

Zhuge Qingyao's expression suddenly darkened, and he said faintly: "Senior brother, do you dislike my body for being unclean?" ”

Wen Jun stroked her hair, smiled, and said lovingly: "No matter how the world changes, my heart is still the same, and my junior sister will always be my love." ”

Although he was laughing, he laughed indescribably desolately.

Zhuge Qingyao blinked his eyes and teased, "Then what are you worried about?" Could it be the beautiful and charming Captain Zhou? ”

Wen Jun suddenly had a head and two big. Yang Jianming's matter has not yet been figured out, and suddenly Zhou Xiaolei is involved, not only Zhou Xiaolei, but also Murong Wenrou, Wei Chi Zhichun and others.

Is this fate?

Why is the arrangement of fate always so strange? And so cruel?

Zhuge Qingyao smiled in his ear: "Senior brother, I won't embarrass you." I don't fight with her, she makes it big, I do it small, so it's always okay. ”

Wen Jun couldn't cry or laugh, and said in his heart My stupid sister, do you think this is still the society a thousand years ago, and a man can have three wives and four concubines?

Zhuge Qingyao looked at his embarrassed expression, and said jokingly: "What, is there any other woman in Senior Brother?" ”

Wen Jun's heart seemed to be pricked by a needle again, touched the bridge of his straight nose, and said weakly: "How is it possible?" ”

Zhuge Qingyao gently pinched his nose and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you haven't forgotten this habit of touching your nose." ”

Wen Jun sighed: "Some habits can't be changed, some things can't be lost, and some people can't forget." ”

Zhuge Qingyao's body suddenly trembled slightly, his eyes were full of crystal clear tears, and he muttered: "Yes, some things can't be left behind, and some people can't forget." Every night I dream of the slaughter on Huashan, and I dream of my mother lying in a pool of blood......"

Wen Jun tightened her in his arms and said softly: "Senior sister, the matter has passed, and the former enemy has been turned to ashes, we should all learn to forget." ”

Zhuge Qingyao shook his head and choked up: "But I just can't forget my mother, she...... She couldn't have died a more miserable death. ”

Wen Jun's heart is not as painful as a knife, but he can't show it at the moment. He now has another responsibility, a responsibility to take care of his junior sister.

He held back his grief, wiped away the tears that fell to her cheeks, and comforted her softly: "If the master has a spirit in the sky, I don't want to see you so sad." ”

When Zhuge Qingyao stopped her tears, Wen Jun said, "Senior sister, let's go out." Someone may be impatient to wait. ”

Some things can't be avoided, and some people can't be avoided. Even if you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime.

What should be faced, must be bravely faced, this is a man!