Every day with such a brilliant and extraordinary man, saying that he doesn't feel the slightest feeling, can only be a lie to deceive himself. Every time she saw that face, she would be shocked by the temperament and beauty that she could not have.

It's just that

She's not from this era, she doesn't belong here.

It does not belong to this era of imperial power, does not belong to this palace where the crisis is hidden, does not belong to such a splendid life, and does not belong to the competition of these open and secret battles.

After all, one day, she will become a passerby in this prosperous world.

It's like Nan Ke's dream, only to wake up and find that everything is just an empty dream.

The little hand pulled the quilt and slowly touched the soft touch brought by the fine silk, but her heart still remembered the silk cotton quilt at home.

Maybe it doesn't have the expensive glory of this era, but it is her home.

Anything that has the taste of home is associated with warmth.

Her feeling for Rong Yi is a bit special. I haven't been in love before, maybe this kind of relationship is what others say is a good feeling between men and women.

But this feeling is still very weak, like a cobweb floating in the wind, which can be scratched at any time. It is not enough for her to ignore her relationship with her parents and her brother for more than 20 years.

Ming Yulong opened his eyes and looked at the full moon outside the window, as if he could look through this round of moon to the distant world.

After a while, she closed her eyes.

The moonlight framed the shape of longing on her radiant face, and the silver glow reflected distant dreams.

She walked into a boundless world, and saw a familiar little house standing in the courtyard, she ran over happily, and tried to knock on the door, but found that the door would not open by itself.

The home that used to be warm is now deserted, and there is a metallic cold smell in the house.

She ran to the kitchen and shouted "Mommy" loudly, but there was no response.

I went up to the balcony on the second floor to see if my father was watering the flowers there, but all I saw was a few plants with yellow leaves and withered stems on the balcony.

Those are some of my father's favorite flowers, and I have to water them a little before I go to work every day.

Could it be that something is going on at home?

The camera panned quickly, and the surrounding walls were replaced by white walls, and she walked into the nearest hospital room and saw her father and mother.

She shouted at them, but they couldn't hear them.

Mom's expression was desperate and threw herself into Dad's arms, tears couldn't stop flowing, and Dad's black hair didn't know when a lot of white hair was born, his stiff face was full of sadness and pain, and his big hand gently patted Mom's back, his eyes were full of tears, looking in another direction.

What's wrong with them?

Is there something wrong with my brother?

Her eyes fell on the hospital bed, under the white quilt, a woman was lying on the hospital bed, her face was pale, her lips were pale and her lips were pale with an oxygen tube in her nose, and various instruments were placed next to her, dripping regularly.

That's her!

It's her after the car accident!

No wonder Mom and Dad are so sad!

She tried to hug her mother, but found that her arm had gone through her body.

She tried to comfort her father, but found that they couldn't hear her.

"Mom"

"Daddy"

"Here I am"

But all she could see was their increasingly sad faces, and all that responded to her was the cold, unforgiving voice of the machine.

A figure passed through her body and threw herself on the bed, it was a tall and handsome brother, who didn't have time to change out of his military uniform, so he ran directly to the bed, looked at her on the bed, and shouted: "Yueyue, Yueyue"