The shadow of the wind was fine this night, and it blew on the face from time to time, and it hurt a little. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn the gap in the valley in the distance, the occasional whistling wind burst out. The grievance of whining was like a low whimper. Separated by a layer of embroidered soft curtains, I saw the soft curtains being blown from time to time.

The wind that came in through the cracks blew the candles on the table and shook from side to side. The candle tears that dripped down slowly slid down the candlestick and condensed into vermilion wax stone. Layer by layer, peeled off over the years. There were mottled marks around it.

Someone once said that time is the most merciless. When the last evening bell rings in the twilight, even if it is the heart of the wandering world. It is also peaceful and quiet at this moment, feeling the comfort in the red dust. The impetuosity under the world tests the long-term twists and turns of leaving people.

A pair of small scissors to gently cut off the tiny wick. Then, with a slight shake, the house was illuminated. The charcoal fire in the stove reflects each other, and it has a bit of a spring flavor. Qiaoqiao walked over and gently stirred the ashes in the stove.

The charcoal fire flickered on and off for a while, and then it glowed red, and the room was reflected as if it were day. Qiaoqiao retired from the maid, and quietly lay down on the table to read. Every character, every line on the page. It was like a flurry of snow foam, sweeping through her chaotic heart.

It was still in the afternoon, and Xiao Yihan came to look for her. At that time, Qiaoqiao thought that he was here to talk to her. But his face was ugly, which made Qiaoqiao's heart suddenly tighten. Sure enough, he asked Qiaoqiao some questions, and it was about Eve.

Speaking of the name, Qiaoqiao suddenly smiled. She knew that it would not be a good thing, Xiao Yihan had never spoken much. But in the face of Qiaoqiao, this heart is really redundant. It turned out that Eve and Tsuya were gone, to be exact.

Although it is said that the Mu Mansion is not very strict in guarding the door, it can be regarded as a high-ranking family in the end. Eve's residual poison has not been removed, and it must have been Tu Yeqi who took her away. However, Xiao Yihan at that time was still in the garden with Wan Ning. In fact, Eve's departure was also expected by Xiao Yihan.

At the beginning, I wanted to use poisoning as a threat to ask Eve to transfer the army as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, it backfired. made Eve misunderstand a lot, so she chose to leave. This is not difficult to explain, but because of this incident, Qiaoqiao and him instantly separated a lot.

"Do you think I let them go?" Qiao Qiao unconsciously raised her tone, with a stomach full of grievances. It's probably because Qiaoqiao is at odds with Eve. That's why he misunderstood her, it must be like this, it must be like this!

The whirring wind outside the window disrupted her thoughts. Even the books I flipped through fell to the ground. It seems that every fragment is changing for no reason. The fog is scattered and there is no end in sight. Tears of unassailance swirled back and forth in the eye sockets, slowly sliding down the cheeks.

The charcoal fire warmed the whole house, but it couldn't melt her heart. Between the drops, there is a faint sadness. Qiaoqiao got up and put the book on the ground. Without hesitation, he threw it into the fire, and the exuberant flames devoured every handwriting. Throbbing, tearing.

This collection of poems was given to him by Xiao Yihan. Now for Qiaoqiao, it no longer makes any sense. Read every poem, every word. She will unconsciously think of that person, that Xiao Yihan who cares about herself, but misunderstands herself.

The north wind swept away, dissipating the loneliness of late winter. The snowflakes that were circling were still flying in the air. This early spring in February is slightly mixed with a slight chill. The green pines and cypresses in the garden are vaguely covered with a little snow. In a quiet day, swim in the frozen and dissolved river.

Some of the trees on the shore are starting to sprout. Braving a faint green, stubbornly resisting in this late winter. Strive to be the messenger of spring, adding a touch of spring to this monotonous garden. The cold wind blows the branches, but it still can't resist the arrival of spring.

The rising sun dissipates the scattered snowflakes. The faint sunlight paints the garden like a fairyland. The sound of flowers blooming can be heard on the barren embankment. Even the gardenia on the windowsill is trying to bloom. It is the end of a winter.

Although the light is still very thin, it still has a little more spring-like warmth. Inside the small pavilion, there are Qiaoqiao's resentful eyes. She recalled what Xiao Yihan said, and she didn't feel extremely annoyed. How could he doubt himself, knowing that it was Eve's meaning, and he knew it!

I really don't understand, simple and straightforward things, but they are made so complicated. At this time, Qiaoqiao is ** in my head. She simply raised her glass, struggling to swallow the bitter liquid. Sadness, desolation, anger, helplessness. All of them, mixed in.

Maybe getting drunk will be the real relief. I didn't want the wine glass to be taken down by a big hand, and Qiaoqiao looked at him with confused eyes. I didn't feel tears welling up, and all the grievances hit my heart: "You go!" I don't want to see you! You go—"

It's still good to be drunk for a while. I'm afraid that I'm not drunk at all, and I vaguely miss the person in front of me. It's hateful and annoying, and it makes her upset. Xiao Yihan happened to pass by here and saw Qiaoqiao drinking alone. The surroundings were barren and somewhat monotonous.

Although the buds have sprouted, there is still a thin and cool taste. Qiaoqiao's clothes are thin, and she drinks a pot of cold wine. It's not good for his body, he thinks about what he said yesterday afternoon. Suddenly felt a little abrupt, so he turned to sit next to Qiaoqiao. I want to explain it to her.

How could she listen to it, she looked at him coldly. Then he said contemptuously: "I don't need your mercy!" These words, though contrary to their hearts. But Xiao Yihan suddenly felt that he had hurt Qiaoqiao. I wanted to explain the meaning, but I stopped talking in an instant.

The words of that afternoon, he should not have spoken. Qiaoqiao is separated from her brother, which is already pitiful. was stimulated by Xiao Yihan's words, and he lost his mood. He understands Qiaoqiao's words and deeds. So he just looked at Qiaoqiao and comforted: "It's cold, beware of your body......"

Eight simple words, somewhat slightly apologetic. Whether it's caring or apologizing. Qiaoqiao just felt that he was becoming more and more hypocritical, and she suddenly thought of Jun Hao. The prince of Chu in the Moon Tower, the monarch of the Donglu Kingdom. Although his words are scarce, he is not very false.

A cold wind blew, and Qiaoqiao shivered unconsciously. When Xiao Yihan saw it, he unconsciously took off his coat. Then draped lightly over her shoulders, caring eyes. Like a spring breeze, Qiaoqiao raised her head slightly. Looking at his warm eyes, his heart suddenly softened.

It turned out that the man in front of him cared so much about himself. But why, did you say such things yesterday? I didn't understand Qiaoqiao at that time, but it was a long, long time later. Only then did he know his feelings for Xiao Yihan. There was already a vague feeling of excitement, even though he was still young at that time.

I like it or I hate it. It's only for a moment, but now it's a coincidence. There was only hatred, so he coldly refused: "Thank you!" Then he turned away, indifferently back. In Xiao Yihan's view, it is an irreparable feeling.

The desert after dusk has a slightly bitter taste. The sunset after dusk hangs lazily on the mountainside. The vast desert will be immersed in a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere. The setting glow fills the sky, kicking off a scene of faint spring. The goose word returned to the book, wandering in a line of clear sky.

The desert beach in late winter and early spring slightly reveals the meaning of spring. Although the grass is sparse, it can be faintly heard. The sound of young shoots struggling to grow, a few hints of greenery, dotted the desert with a bit of spring. A thin mist, the rise of Na Na in mid-air.

The spring color in one corner is not enough to hide the chill of late winter. Spread your eyes, except for those few bits of greenery. There are still large areas of grass withering, and old trees withering branches. The cold wind blew, and people shivered from the cold. Looking up, a flock of crows was screaming in the air.

The western sky began to overcast, and gradually a strong wind began to blow. The wind swept the dust, and the yellow sand in the sky rose with the wind. The ruler was covered by his sleeves, but he was stopped by the strong wind. It was as if there was a wall in front of her, and she couldn't walk. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems to blow the whole desert up.

The originally brilliant sky became black and depressing at this time, and it was a little breathless. Qi Su raised his head slightly, looking at the cloud above his head. It's like a huge black hole that can be caught up in it at any time. Everywhere in my ears, there is the sound of the howling wind.

At this time, the sunset is unknown, and I don't know where to hide. Only this haze remains, a bit of apocalypse. Qi Su was just about to go back, but was blown away by a gust of wind. This is really unlucky, and there is still a long way to go from the Yuchi family.

She clutched the sword in her hand and hunched forward. But she was struggling, and suddenly a pair of big hands pulled her to the side. I ran until I got behind a big rock, and then I slowly breathed a sigh of relief. But the voice said, "It's too windy, it's safer to hide here!" ”

Although the wind was loud, Qi Su could vaguely hear that it was a man's voice. The wind and sand blew into her eyes, and she had to squint her eyes slightly. You can vaguely see the figure of the man in front of you. "Did you hear me?" The man asked aloud.

"I heard—" Chi Suya responded, "Thank you!" "In such a desert beach, Qi Su can still meet passers-by. It's lucky, but she didn't expect it. The man in front of him will be his best friend in the future.

At that time, the ruler simply thought that he was just passing by to save him. How do you know that you will meet him again in the future. Everything that shouldn't have happened, but it still unfolds. And because of this man, the relationship between her and Yifan will encounter a crisis again.

Misunderstandings that are indisputable, and feelings that are chaotic. made Qi Su suddenly feel ashamed of Yifan, until Yifan was seriously injured. She had an epiphany and realized her hesitation. caused Yifan to lose his life, facing the man's comfort and explanation. She still refused ruthlessly, preferring to always be in front of the Buddha.

The ruler who wants to be decisive and resolute is in front of emotion. This kind of hesitation is far from that of Eve. Eve dares to face her heart, but she always hesitates. If she had half of what she did, she wouldn't be separated from any mortal.

I don't know how long it took for the clouds to gradually dissipate, and the wind gradually became much quieter. Qi Su rubbed his eyes, and he could see the dim sky. A few rays of light, reflecting the sky like a fairyland. The desert was always so windy, so she thought about getting out of here as soon as possible.

The green hills in the distance were darkened by the twilight. The endless appearance is like an ink painting on paper. The desert is barren during the day, and at sunset, it is even more sparsely populated. The man slowly got up and patted the sand on his body.

At this time, the desert is the most beautiful scenery. "Come out, the wind has passed," the man bent down and held out his hand to the ruler behind the stone. Looking at his outstretched hand, Qi Su hesitated for a while. Then he leaned on the edge of the stone and walked out slowly.

When the man saw it, he looked at Qi Su with a smile: "Where is the girl going, I'll send you away." Listening to his expression, he was still warm-hearted. But Qi Su shook his head and walked forward. At this time, there are grains of sand under your feet, and it is really difficult to walk.

Seeing her walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow, the man kindly followed: "The nearest inn here is also some distance." You are a lone woman, what if you encounter strong winds again? I'll take you with me, I've traveled through the desert a lot. ”

Along the way, it was all his nagging words. Chisu just walked quietly, never looking back at him. Listening to his chatter, Qi Su never thought about it. A man can say so much. Yifan and Jun Hao, whom she had seen before, were all silent.

Thinking about this man, it should be different from them. Even Chu Junyan in the palace had an indifferent look. Qi Su wanted to walk, but unexpectedly stumbled under his feet. It was crooked on the desert, thick sand. Soon bury the legs of the ruler.

"When you go, you have to go here," the man said, pointing to the backbone of the desert as he lifted the ruler, "otherwise you won't get out of the desert." This time, the ruler's heart jumped. If it weren't for him, I was afraid that I would be buried by quicksand.

In that case, then follow him. Otherwise, if you can't get out of the desert, how can you see Yifan. She silently followed aside, and the man saw that Qi Su followed him. Then he said happily: "Don't worry, girl, I will send her out of here...... My name is Mu Chenxuan, I don't know the girl's name? ”

At this time, Qi Su thought about Fang Cai's situation, and felt a little afraid. Where do you have the heart to answer this question, so you don't speak. Mu Chenxuan saw that Qi Su ignored him, so he said without a match: "The girl is afraid that I am a bad person, which is understandable." It's just going to be boring along the way......"

So just like that, Mu Chenxuan kept talking all the way. But he was silent, from his words. Chisu knew a few stories about him. What surprised her even more was that Mu Chenxuan turned out to be Mu Qiaoqiao's second brother! This time I'm going home.

This is the brother that Qiaoqiao often misses, and Qi Su suddenly feels happy for Qiaoqiao. After all, her brother was back, so she thought that she must tell Mu Chenxuan. Tell Qiaoqiao what he misses and let him go home early. So as not to worry about the family, clever thoughts.

The desert at night is quiet, compared to the hustle and bustle of the city. It is even more unique, looking up at the lonely sky. You can even hear the sound of the clouds moving. Such a comfortable scenery does make Qi Su a little nostalgic. Even fantasy can be with Yifan.

She was a little envious of Mu Chenxuan, who could run around at the ends of the world. Mu Chenxuan said with a smile: "The world is very big, I have traveled a lot of places and helped different people...... If you like, we can go together......" He said very lightly, which made Qi Su more and more envious.