I don't know if Li Dan's words sounded to Wan'er, whether it was a mistake. But this time, Li Dan obviously ignored it, and he was a little unreluctant: "If your heart is dead, why would you so ingeniously point the scar on your left forehead into red plum makeup?" The voice gradually did not pause, and it was exhaled in one breath.

came and went, and both of them returned very quickly, leaving no chance for each other to breathe! And because of this tone and tone, it seems to be the same cramped.

Such persistence and such unrelenting reluctance have never been seen here in Li Dan: "Heh, try plum makeup ......" He waved his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, and closed his eyes slightly in the face of the raging wind, and suddenly there was some sense of his own vicissitudes.

His heart had never been so turbulent as it was now, and his calm and dusty mind had once again been successfully disturbed by her. This feeling accumulates in the heart, which seems to be a labor pain, and it seems that a simple word "pain" can never be covered. Intricate, tossing and turning, it is difficult to explain clearly!

In the silent interval, Shangguan Wan'er raised her hand and tightened the tulle on her neckline, and there was not the slightest ripple in her heart, and she lowered her eyes and murmured: "It is precisely because my heart is dead that I can do not care about my face, and calmly modify it with a playful attitude." Her voice was calm and silent, and after a slight pause, she added, "If my heart had not died, in the face of the fact of disfigurement, I would have been stubborn and sad and could not control myself, and cried to death!" And have some leisure and elegance to have some red plum makeup! He sighed, and at the same time raised his eyes to look at Li Dan, who suddenly quieted down.

The inside of these eyes is clearly a spring water that cannot be dissolved, but this spring water is unconsciously covered with a thin layer of frost, and when the eyes touch it, they are scorched by the cold air and the pain from the eyes and hearts. Such a straightforward resistance should not have been possessed by a woman of such an age.

"That's not heart death, it's detachment." Dan shallow road.

Is it to Wan'er? Or yourself...... Yes, detachment.

After a long time, I have seen a lot, I want to be open, clear, and comfortable...... And when he has earned great wisdom, he is calm and detached.

Wan'er stood still, letting the tassels and broken hair be stirred up in the steep evening breeze: "In this way, there is no heart to die!" With a lot of relieved words, his face was cold and his mouth was still tasteless.

The night dew was born, the sleeves of the belt were soaked with a little thin coolness, the palace lamp hanging under the eaves of the palace flickered, the light and shadow suddenly disillusioned, suddenly brightened again, and set off the mystery of this raging night.

"yes!" Dan sighed and made a long breath, "There is nothing in the first place, where is there anything to live and die." ”

Originally, there was nothing......

This seemed to be said to Shangguan Wan'er, and it seemed to be to himself. Or maybe in the small talk with Wan'er, he accidentally pushed himself and others along the scene, and pushed others and himself into deep thought.

The atmosphere suddenly fell back to the dull silence again, in fact, this silence is also beautiful, because even though the two are silent, the inexplicable tacit understanding has always been in the heart.

Wan'er raised her head sideways, and cast her eyes at the dark sky, the sparse stars dyed this dark dark blue dot with a dissolving shallow luster, although this light and shadow were faint, but you can't ignore its own sparkle. Even if it shines, placed in this vast and boundless sky, it instantly feels very vast and small...... One by one, all of them are unwilling, close to obsessive souls!