Ling Luo walked into the valley alone, and the rosemary flowers all over the mountains instantly poured into her sight, bringing Ling Luo's memories back to the few warm and beautiful scenes in Luo Xue's memory.

The fragrance of rosemary is fragrant and slightly sweet, making Ling Luo's originally restless mood calm and relaxed, even if Luo Xue has been here for a long time, it still can't make people ignore its charm, no matter how many times they come, they will make people impressed by the beauty of the valley.

Ling Luo slowly looked around, except for flowers and flowers, there were no other impurities, and the whole person seemed to have escaped the worldly distractions, soothing his body and purifying his soul with the rosemary flowers in this mountain.

It must be said that this Rosemary Valley is indeed a good place to escape from the world, and all the pain and sorrow seems to gradually fade under the beautiful aroma of Haode.

Ling Luo wandered in the sea of flowers for a long time, although she didn't have any sense of direction, but she didn't feel scared strangely, as if something was pulling her in the dark, as long as she followed her feelings, she believed that she would always find Mo Lan Jiuye.

Finally, after brushing aside a lush rosemary, Ling Luo saw Mo Lan Jiuye, who was sitting among the flowers like an elf, dressed in black and with silver hair, which was exactly what Ling Luo remembered.

Mo Lan Jiu sat with his back to Ling Luo, his figure was much thinner than before, and there was no first Yujian's charm and enchantment, just sitting quietly like this, but people could feel that he was full of faint sadness and vicissitudes, and even the flowers around him were haggard and decayed a lot.

When Ling Luo saw Mo Lan Jiuye like this, he stopped in an instant, in a dilemma, it was precisely because Ling Luo knew everything well, so she knew better how painful her appearance would be for Mo Lan Jiuye, but only when the obsession in his heart was broken and resolved, could he truly live his own life, instead of holding the memories of the past and suffering alone to the end of his life.

A breeze blew, stirring Ling Luo's skirt and long hair, wafting the unique smell of her body with the rich fragrance of flowers to the place where Mo Lan Jiuye was.

Mo Lan Jiuye's back trembled for a moment, and then he looked back extremely slowly and carefully, only to see Ling Luo standing between a sea of flowers looking at him softly, and for a moment it seemed as if time had gone back a long, long time, back to the time when he and Luo Xue first met.

It's like now, a strange girl broke into the forbidden place of Molan Jiuye, and at the same time broke into his heart, adding innocence and flawless aiqing to his life that has never been warm, but unfortunately he only has a short-term beauty and can't get the eternity of true love.

Mo Lan Jiuye's pupils were pure and thick darkness, which showed that his emotions were very stable and calm, and he did not stimulate the appearance of red blood pupils because of excitement, his eyes looking at Ling Luo were clear and warm, but his body did not dare to make any moves, for fear of disturbing this trace that had not easily appeared.

"Snow, is that you? You've finally come to see me. ”

Mo Lan Jiuye's voice was originally so coquettish and seductive, but now it was hoarse and broken, like an old man who had lost his vitality, and it was only because of Ling Luo's appearance that the only little hope left in his mind was ignited.