Qingge sat bored on the bed, her face was weak and almost transparent, she lowered her head and looked at her pale hands, and smiled bitterly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She had trusted someone like that, but she was abandoned.

But she is lucky, there are still people who take her to heart and spoil her, and there are still people who take their lives to protect her.

A couple for a lifetime.

Whether in the previous life or in this life, she has never changed this thought.

After dinner, Mo Xie sent Qingge back to the Ye family, I am afraid that if Qingge is not sent back, the old man of the night will tear down the Mo family.

In the few days when Qingge was recuperating, Ye Jingjing and Ye Cheng lived in the Wind Moon Pavilion together.

The great fuss, the calm after the wind and rain is precious.

When Qingge returned to Yege's house, Ye Qingtian personally came to the door to pick him up, followed by Ye Wuxian and Ye Yu, the little Ye Jingjing suddenly rushed out, threw herself on Qingge, and rubbed her head on Qingge's chest, "Sister, I miss you so much." ”

Qingge smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand, and rubbed Ye Jingjing's head, after not seeing her for so long, Ye Jingjing seemed to have grown taller.

She raised her eyes suddenly, and looked at the woman by the lintel, who was covered with a snow-white gown, and held a Fuxi qin in her arms, the strings of which were the color of red, terrifying and bloody, and she stood there like that, blending with the night, and her figure like ice disappeared in the darkness.

Nightfall has always been like this, her feelings are not a mighty battle, there is no oath of wind and fire, what she wants is just to be able to accompany her.

Maybe in the future, there will be people who save her from fire and water, but what makes her the most unforgettable in this life is the outstretched hand and cold black eyes of the girl by the lake that day.

"It's really useless."

Ye Qingtian's howling voice pulled the thoughts of the two women back, and Qingge looked at Ye Qingtian who kept complaining with a cold sweat, "Xiao Ge'er, think about it carefully, do you still have a grandfather like me in your eyes, such a personable Yushu is at home with a shy and shy appearance than Pan An, and he is still staying in Mo Lao's immortal house." ”

Light song: "The closed moon is shy to describe a woman." ”

Ye Qingtian was stunned for a moment, and then narcissistically said: "It turns out that your grandfather's beauty has reached the point where it can be compared to a woman. ”

Light Song: "......"

After a burst of jokes, everyone walked into the night house with a smile, happy and harmonious, and the moment they passed by the night city, the night fell into the city and suddenly grabbed the hand of the light song, the light song stopped, and everyone stopped to look at the two people with a strange atmosphere.

"Don't lock me up in the future." Nightfall lowered his head and said.

Qingge pursed her lips, she understood the meaning of Nightfall City, Nightfall City was blaming her, blaming her for locking her in Fengyue Pavilion and not letting her fight side by side with her.

But in front of her, there is more than a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, such a dangerous and desperate, bloody and bloody wind, and Qingge doesn't want this stubborn woman to be involved in the endless killing.

If you go to that road, you can't come back.

She always tries her best to keep her original heart around her and not be polluted by the world, just because she has become a demon-like person, with a seemingly clean hand that has been stained with the blood of many people, and a sword in her hand that has killed many people.

She always remembered that the first time she killed someone, the panic that permeated her bones broke her.

Just let her do such a dirty and sinful thing, and everyone else, as long as she lives, she will also be happy.

"If you want to leave, who can stop you?" Singing and smiling like flowers.

On the night of the night of the fall of the city, Yinlan sent someone to the Mo family to tell her about leaving the Fengyue Pavilion without hesitation.

She looked down at Fu Xiqin, who was held in her arms by Ye Chengcheng, and was quite helpless, and said: "You are always like this, killing people by self-harm, don't let me see the injury on your hand again in the future, otherwise I will smash this qin." ”

In the end, a cold light flashed in Qingge's eyes.

She is not a foolish person, as long as she thinks about it a little, she knows that the death of the King of the Northern Tomb has something to do with Nightfall City, this woman is always like this, willing to turn into a sharp blade behind her, and kill her enemies one after another in the reckless dark night, even if she will never recover.

If she knew that Nightfall City would play Fuxiqin for her like this, she would have thrown Fuxiqin into the lake.

Nightfall didn't speak, just looked at the light song carefully, and after a long time, he said seriously: "You are fatter." ”

Light Song: "......"

That kid Mo Xie definitely has intentions, he must have thought that she was born beautiful like a flower, and he was jealous of her beauty, so he fed her delicious food and made her figure out of shape.

Hum.

The main church.

The table is full of delicacies, and the spar plates containing the dishes are shining like glass under the flowing fire of the night pearl, and the various dishes are like a gluttonous feast.

Ye Qingtian said that this is a reunion dinner.

On the table, most of them are Qingge's favorite dishes, clear but not light, oily but not greasy, each dish, the entrance is a different feeling, it can be seen how much thought has been spent on tonight's reunion dinner.

Qingge found that Ye Qingtian's gesture of holding chopsticks was a little weird, and frowned slightly, "Grandpa, your hand is ......"

Ye Yu on the side took over the conversation, "Qingge, you may not know yet, this table full of dishes is made by grandpa himself, grandpa got up before dawn, and it took a whole day to finish the dishes on this table." ”

"Ahem......"

Ye Qingtian coughed, squinted at Ye Yu, Ye Yu shrugged his shoulders towards Qingge, smiled and didn't speak.

"No trace!"

Ye Qingtian looked at Ye Wuxian who was eating meat, and said angrily, Ye Wuxian raised his eyes and looked at Ye Qingtian blankly.

"Eat less, it's all for your sister." Ye Qingtian was displeased, turned his face full of smiles, sandwiched a bunch of vegetables and put them in the light song bowl, and said with a smile: "Eat and see, grandpa has been busy all day." ”

Night Without a Trace: "......"

is also a grandchild, will this difference be too big?

And the speed at which the face changes is simply breathtaking.

Qingge withdrew her gaze from Ye Qingtian's hand, and she could sense that Ye Qingtian's elbow was injured, presumably from the injury left when she was cooking for her.

She ate the dishes in the bowl and chopsticks into her stomach, and the feeling of fullness made her more satisfied than ever.

With such a grandfather, what else could she ask for?

"Grandpa, Jingjing wants it too."

Ye Jingjing suddenly walked in front of Ye Qingtian with a huge bowl, and looked at Ye Qingtian with a blank look.

Ye Qingtian laughed and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Okay, give it all to Jingjing."

Ye Qingtian sandwiched some of Ye Jingjing's favorite dishes into Ye Jingjing's bowl, Ye Jingjing held a bowl of dishes, the corners of her mouth were still stained with rice grains, and she smiled innocently.

There are old and young.

This is one.

After living for so long, Qingge finally felt the feeling of coming home.

Warm, comfortable, at least she doesn't hate it.

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