He remembered Manman six years ago, when she loved to laugh, dance, and cry, and when she saw her, she would stand aside with a blushing face, at a loss. I love the piano, I love the red dress, I love to giggle at myself, I like to bury my head, fan my long eyelashes, and look at him secretly with my spare eyes.

At that time, she was very similar to her standing in front of her now, but she was no longer the same person. Without the aura of the past, Lu Manman was no longer complete.

The past is like a passing year, and those who have passed will never come back.

Fengqiao Yexue smiled bitterly on her face, reached out and picked up the wine cup she had drunk, stared at the rim of her lip flap just touched with complicated eyes, lowered her head, and the corner of her lip touched the cold rim, just like kissing her cold lip flap, which made him pierce his bones and chill him.

If she recovers her memory, I'm afraid she will never forgive herself, and if she doesn't recover her memory, I'm afraid she won't be able to face her again in this life.

Thinking of this, Fengqiao Yexue felt a cone pain in her heart, the hatred of killing her father and the hatred of destroying the country, he only had painful memories for her. Those memories were torture for her, but they were not for herself.

caused her country to be ruined, although it was not what he wanted, but it was also because of him and because of him. If it weren't for the so-called encounter he designed six years ago, the so-called stroking the qin, and the so-called exquisite dice, then her life would have been like a woman of the same age as her, marrying a good person in peace and quiet, and then spending her life peacefully with her sweetheart.

However, when Weishenme thought that she would spend her life with someone else, his heart could not help but feel a cone pain, and he bowed down in pain, until he felt that his breathing was uncomfortable, and the discomfort was about to suffocate him.

"Master."

She chuckled softly and leaned forward a little closer, closer to him. A faint scent of his daughter hit his nose, which made him feel a little intoxicated. After drinking some wine, he seemed to be a little unable to control it at the moment, and raised his head to look at her with complicated eyes. The woman in front of him was the woman he fell in love with for the first time in thousands of years since he was an immortal, but he could only watch from afar, but he couldn't get close to her?

Fengqiao Yexue thought about adding another glass of wine to herself, and reached out to pick up the wine jug on the table, but her fingers had just touched the cold wine jug, but she blinked to herself mischievously in front of her, and then, reached out and tapped lightly on the back of her hand, snatching the wine jug from her hand.

"You ......"

He was a little distracted at her smiling face, and after spitting out such a word, he didn't know what he was going to say to her next.

At this moment, the wind passed and the fireflies didn't notice his abnormality, just looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Master, it's better for the apprentice to pour the bar for you!"

Under the moonlight, her face became more and more delicate, a heavy flower shadow, a heavy moon shadow, and for a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the night when he first met her six years ago. At that time, she danced in the garden in a red flower dress, while she stood incognito and watched her quietly, watching her face show a light sweat because of the dance, and watching her sigh in the garden because of the influx of courtess from the Three Kingdoms.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Fengqiao Yexue in a daze, the wind passed and the firefly couldn't help but ask.

She woke him up with a soft cry, and Kaedehashi Yexue turned her head and hid half of her face under the moon shadow of the plane tree. He tried to calm his slightly turbulent heart, the finger that held the wine cup tightly, loosened and tight, and held the wine cup tightly, trying to crush it, trying to make it pierce the bloody palm of his hand.

"Master."

Her voice suddenly became a little lost, leaned forward and stepped back a little, buried her head and whispered, "Is it because Liuying is disobedient and makes Master angry?" ”

The voice is getting quieter and quieter, and the head is buried lower and lower.

In the shadow of the sycamore tree, he could see her face, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

"Nope."

It took a long time for him to try to control his emotions, and he suppressed the urge in his heart to take her into his arms, and lowered his head and said with a slightly decadent face: "Why didn't you play with them today?" Why did you come to be a teacher? ”

"No, no."

She wasn't very happy, so she buried her head and shook her head at him, "The apprentice doesn't really want to stay with them in his heart, the apprentice just wants to accompany the master like this." Watching the master drink bitterly, the apprentice poured wine on the side, and watched the master caress the piano, and the apprentice was willing to listen to the master on the side. The disciple wanted to know what was the matter that the master was worried about day and night. The apprentice really wants to share his worries and sorrows for the master. ”

Hearing this, the wine cup in Fengqiao Yexue's hand loosened slightly, turned his head to look at her, and asked her seriously with an attitude of respecting a teacher and a strict father's tone: "Do you remember the swordsmanship you practiced today?" ”

After asking, he picked up the wine cup thrown on the table again, lifted the wine jug and poured a full glass of wine into it, and picked up the wine glass to drink, but felt her burning gaze.

"I have a memory, and Xiaoyi has already remembered it."

Looking at his slightly furrowed brows, the Wind Passing Firefly replied with a smile. Under the moonlight, looking at his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character, she felt a little heartache in her heart, staring at his brow sadly, and wanted to reach out to smooth his frowning brow. Thinking so in her heart, she couldn't help but reach forward with her hand. At the moment when her fingers were about to touch his eyebrows, a hand gripped the mischievous woman's slender wrist tightly, and with a gentle grip, it seemed that she was thinner than she was six years ago.

Fengqiao Yexue's brows became more and more frowned, and he said unhappily: "You have been eating normally these days, why are you getting thinner and thinner?" ”

"Yes!"

Hearing him ask like this, Feng Liuying nodded to him busily, and then said with a proud smile on his face: "In recent days, the disciple has found that the taste of his food is getting better and better, and he can eat several large bowls of rice in one meal. Moreover, I am more and more fond of sleeping, and I often find that I always fall asleep for no reason, and I always fall asleep regardless of the occasion. ”

Saying this, she blushed and said a little embarrassed: "Yesterday, Master, when you taught me to practice immortal arts, in fact, the apprentice also wandered many times. ”

At this point, his wrist was tightened by Fengqiao Yexue. I saw him stretch out his hand to caress her pulse with a nervous face, and the expression on his face changed from the original deep to more solemn.