On this day, after seeing her wake up, I was slightly relieved. Before leaving, I asked Fan Dudu if he wanted to leave with me, but he shook his head at me with a look of embarrassment.

"Why?"

I asked him, I was a little curious about his relationship with the passing fireflies, and that sissy brother, Fan Dudu would go to Qingluan Hall to call me over to help, and it must have been taught by him. In Qingshui Building, in Wuji Palace, he met and quarreled with Lan Duoer twice because he wanted to relieve me, each time, he lowered his eyelashes and said with a smile on his face, no matter what kind of vicious words Lan Duoer used to ridicule and ridicule, he still lowered his head and smiled.

Fan Dudu shook his head at me, saying that before he went out, the sissy told him, no matter how the good little uncle opened his mouth to force him, let him not talk to me.

Hearing this, I felt a burst of anger and a burst of grievance in my heart, but, that's it, like this, do I have to hang this powder up and beat him to force him to say it.

Returning to the Qingluan Palace, I eagerly walked in the direction of Biyun Pavilion, thinking that I hadn't listened to Zilian's advice a few days ago, and ran to the Louvre Palace alone. Then, in order to rescue the Wind Passing Firefly from the hands of Fairy Landor, he did not hesitate to argue with her outside the gate of the Louvre.

Zilian didn't like me to get close to the Wind Passing Firefly, this time, I not only went against his will and ran to the Louvre to save the Wind Passing Firefly, but also stayed in the Louvre for three whole days, this and this, if I met him in a while, how should I talk to him.

"Little fish."

I was on my way to Biyun Pavilion when Zilian's voice came from behind me at this time, and when I looked back, he appeared in a white shirt in the middle of the moon-shaped jade arch bridge.

I stopped, didn't go any further, and watched as he slowly approached me. The lotus pond beside him, the lotus leaves are swaying, the lotus flowers are swaying, and he is wearing a white shirt, which looks more and more dazzling and eye-catching in that touch of green.

I stared at him with a foolish gaze, and it wasn't until he walked up to me, staring at me suspiciously, that I realized that I was staring at him a little bolder. With a light cough, I blinked my eyes a few more times, pretending not to know anything, and smiled, "Master, you're back!" ”

This is the opening sentence that I have been in Luofu for three days and thought about for a long time before I came up with it. After saying this, I didn't look up at his face again, I didn't want to or didn't dare, I don't know.

The wind blew, the lotus fragrance gusted, and his moon-white robe gently stirred with the wind, occasionally blowing the tip of my nose. There was silence for a long time, and just as my eyes were hazy with tears, and I thought he would not pay attention to me anymore, his soft sigh sounded in my ears again.

"This sentence should be asked by the teacher."

"Xiao Yu knows that he is wrong."

I buried my head and whispered to him, "Master, Xiaoyu knows that he is wrong. ”

"Now that you know you're wrong, can you promise you won't do it again in the future?" He looked down and asked me.

Promise not to do it again in the future? What does this phrase mean. Did he want to tell me that from now on, don't bother with the things between the passing fireflies and the night snow of Maple Bridge?

But how do I do that? Three days in the Louvre, the story of the night snow and the passing of the wind on the Fengqiao has lived in the bottom of my heart, the woman who is as cold as a pale ink painting, her strength, her stubbornness, her infatuation, everything about her, is so touching and admirable, how can I let go and ignore her.

I must find a way to help her find Fengqiao Yexue, and then, try my best to bring him back to Lingyun Mountain, let him meet the passing wind, and let him take her out of here from now on, away from this earthly strife.

"Can't do it?"

He asked me with displeasure.

"Hmm!"

After hesitating for a long time, I nodded slowly to him.

He didn't say anything more, nor did he pay any more attention to me, but bypassed me and continued to walk in the direction of Biyun Pavilion.

I couldn't understand why Zilian was so disgusted by the night snow and the passing fireflies in Fengqiao, but it didn't seem appropriate to say that she was disgusted. From the time I told him about the passing of the wind to the present, although he often had a trace of displeasure on his face, he never really stopped me.

"Master, wait for me, wait for me."

Seeing that the white figure was about to disappear again, as if I could no longer hold it with my hand, I rushed forward to catch up with him.