Come to think of it? So easy to remember?

Yang Xu has been working hard for the past few days, and his efforts have not had any effect. Suddenly, the sesame seeds bloomed, and your old man remembered?

"Square dancing?" Yang Xu asked desperately.

Suddenly, Zong Zhenghuang's eyes were cold, and the swishing cold arrow was released, almost shooting Yang Xu to death.

"I'm not worried about you, it's a good thing to think about it~ Then when do you plan to take back the power of Hengguang? When will I move back in? Yang Xu asked.

"I think it's good now......"

It's over, Zong Zhenghuang has been brainwashed by a well-off life. I'm starting to like this kind of coarse tea and light rice days.

"But ......" Yang Xu twisted his eyebrows, and his worried look was not hidden at all.

Zong Zhenghuang raised his eyes and said slowly, "I know what you're worried about... If Ye wants constant light, take it. But if outsiders want to get involved, I will never be merciful. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xu breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried, "You know, Zong Zhengye... may continue to trouble you, how will you live like this? ”

"In a few days, he and I will meet in Hengguang. When the time comes, it would be best if everything could be made clear. If it's not clear... We'll see when the time comes. "If you can't say it's clear, you have to live or die. He also had his own plans in mind.

But after that, Zong Zhenghuang didn't say it.

"I'll go with you." Yang Xu said anxiously.

"No, you're still worried about me?" Zong Zhenghuang's lips smiled.

Yang Xu twisted his eyebrows, worried that it was necessary. No one can figure out Zong Zhengye's current state. If you really do something extreme, it will be too much to regret.

His worries, Zong Zhenghuang He never expected. But it's already under your control.

"Hengguang, it's my place after all." He got up from his chair and said with a smile. Then he turned and walked away.

It seems that it is superfluous to say anything, but Yang Xu just can't feel at ease.

He was worried that Ye would not be good for him earlier, but suddenly it was the other way around. He was also worried that Zong Zhenghuang would be unfavorable to Ye.

The relationship between the four of them has always been very good. From university to the future, returning to Higashizawa has become the current situation, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

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In the middle of the night, the room was extremely quiet. A muffled sound came from the central sky, displacing the turbid air in the room.

On a three-meter-wide European-style bed, Tang Que slept quietly, breathing evenly and gently, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, gentle and tranquil.

But the man next to him, Zong Zhengye. But he frowned tightly, his fists clenched, his expression nervous, and his eyes closed. It was like a nightmare. Haunted by dreams, he never wakes up.

Tang Que was awakened by the slight tremor of his body, and she was in a slight trance. I didn't have time to feel the discomfort under him, so I leaned over and shook his body gently, "Wake up... What's wrong? Ye, don't scare me, wake up... You're having nightmares. ”

After a while, Zong Zhengye opened his eyes in a trance. The entrance was Tang Que, but the room was dim, and he experienced the torture of dreams again, and he saw Tang Que as a cloud foam for a while.

"Momo...", he called softly, lightly and heartily. When it was shouted, it was with a lot of tenderness. also carried countless sharp swords, piercing into Tang Que's heart.

Her hand holding him suddenly stiffened, and she wanted to withdraw it in a bit of embarrassment. But he was suddenly grabbed by Zong Zhengye, "Don't leave me... Please, don't leave me again. ”

At this time, he was like a child, hiding in the arms of "Yunmo", taking off his armor and relying on it wholeheartedly.

Tang Que didn't make any more unnecessary movements, and his whole person stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, as if his heart had fallen into an ice cellar.

Zong Zhengye fell asleep again after a while, and he didn't know which dream he fell into again. But this time, he no longer struggled, no longer suffered. In the faint moonlight that filtered through the curtains, a slight smile and tenderness could be seen on the corners of his lips.

There are not many people like this. Maybe she's the only one who doesn't see her.

Yunmo, what's so good? She doesn't want you anymore, but you still love her. What is this not an obsession of yours?

But thinking of this, Tang Que sneered at himself slightly. What is it about loving him so much? Everyone is crazy, stupid, and stupid in love!

There was no longer sleepiness, and she broke free from Zong Zhengye's arms. Draped in a silk pajamas, he left the bedroom and went downstairs to sit in the living room, making himself a cup of coffee, and holding a book after drinking.

"Lady Chatterley's Lover" saw three o'clock in the morning. When she was a little sleepy, her eyes suddenly fixed on a sentence in the book: if a person can remain pure, his world will not be complicated.

Chaste? What is Purity?

The purity of love is still the purity of the heart.

Tang Que reflects on himself and reflects on his own life. Purity is long gone, so it can only be over there...

Closed the book and pulled the blanket over his body. Sleepy and dazed...

Early the next morning, Zong Zhengye didn't see Tang Que on the bed. Just as I was curious, I suddenly heard an exclamation from outside.

"Ma'am, why are you sleeping here?" The servant's voice was very loud, which woke up Tang Que and disturbed Zong Zhengye.

He stepped out of the bedroom door and looked down from the wrought iron railing on the second floor. I saw her wrapped in a blanket and looking at the people around her sleepily.

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I went downstairs and sat down for a while and read a book. I don't know when I fell asleep again... I'll go up first, and you'll be able to clean up here. Tang Que smiled indifferently and went upstairs with a blanket.

But when he walked to the staircase, he crashed into Zong Zhengye's arms.

"I... I ......" She suddenly felt a little nervous and couldn't face him.

"Why don't you wake me up if you can't sleep in the middle of the night?" Zong Zhengye's tone was a little distressed, and he reached out and took her into his arms. "Let's go in and sleep again, it's still early."

These words are like a soft fist smashed into the heart.

Tang Que didn't speak, and let him take him into the room.

Lying back in the position of last night, the memories are gushing out like a spring, and the mood is naturally extremely complicated and difficult to discern.

She doesn't speak, she doesn't move. The body lies stiffly, like a corpse.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? Zong Zhengye's mind was so delicate, her unusual appearance let him know that there must be something.

Tang Que clenched his fists, closed his eyes and bit his lip. She didn't want to say that if she said it, it would mean that she had failed, and she had failed! 's husband, who has been married for so long, has always been thinking about a person who has died. But yourself, why should you be jealous of a dead person!?

In the end, it is the deep responsibility of my own love, and I can't bear the slightest.