As the sky dawned, a white glimmer of dawn rose on the horizon. www.biquge.info The vast white light and the neon lights that shone all night together accompanied the whole city towards dawn. The curtains blocking the floor-to-ceiling windows were scattered with thick and uneven shadows in the light projected from all directions, which looked very dreamy.

Colors of light pierced through the curtains, illuminating the living room, which had been shrouded in shadows. Through this faint light, you can see that in the center of the living room, there seems to be a somewhat thin and thin figure. That's Li Ai.

She stood beside Zhang Zhou's bed with her back to the glimmer of light cast outside the window, her head hanging slightly. The loose strands of hair were quietly gilded with a little brilliance in the shimmer of light that shimmered through the curtains. But this made her cheeks in the shadows blurred, and it was impossible to see the expression on her face.

However, those beautiful eyes appeared brighter in the shadows. She stood for a while, but turned her body a little and sat gently at the head of Zhang Zhou's bed. The eyes that had been staring at his face flashed with a strange brilliance.

This guy was tossed by himself enough yesterday, right? Looking at Zhang Zhou's sleeping appearance, a few smiles quietly appeared in those eyes that were as clear as a clear pool. She feigned anger and asked him to feed her porridge; She pretended to be willful and wanted him to accompany her, and she showed her little daughter posture in front of him and tossed him to her heart's content. In order to deal with all kinds of unreasonable troubles like that, he must be tired.

She thought about it like this, but the smile in her eyes opened up, turning into a tenderness that made people want to indulge in it. And in this gentleness, there is still a little pain and reluctance. The pain and reluctance are entangled, wrapped in a color of struggle that people can't bear to look at.

She was struggling, wavering, hesitating. Half a day of selfishness, half a day of weakness, half a day of indulgence, half a day of willfulness. Although she had already told herself that she could only spend half a day at most to immerse herself in the warmth he brought. Although she had already forced herself to make up her mind, when the end of this half-day really came, she inevitably wavered again.

The tenderness of that half day made her indulge, and the experience of that half day made her reminisce. It's so beautiful, it's so unforgettable, how can half a day be enough? And all the feelings in this half day are so sweet, so tempting and sinking. To her, it's like a poppy, incredibly beautiful. Even though he knew that it was poisonous, he couldn't help but want to reach out and get closer to it.

But...... Li Ai's brows furrowed, and the struggle in his eyes became more intense. There was no time left for her to indulge in. Zhang Zhou's crisis is gradually approaching, but the information in his hands has not yet sorted out a clue.

Although Zhang Zhou once told her that with the ability he has, he will not be afraid of the crisis that may come. However, she still wants to parse the truth and the ways in which it can change all this, as a layer of insurance.

She didn't want anything to happen to him, and she didn't want to put him in danger, and this feeling became stronger after becoming his 'tentative lover'. She bit her lower lip silently, and the look of struggle in her eyes quietly disappeared. Bear with me. She spoke like this in her heart, admonishing herself. Bear with me. As long as you help Zhang Zhou avoid the fate of death, you will have more time to get tired of being with him.

She advised herself, trying not to let herself think about what would tell the truth in a few days. However, what if you are forced not to think about what you are most worried about? Although the struggle has been eliminated, the brilliance in her eyes is still dim, which makes people feel distressed.

But she made up her mind anyway.

Knowing that the choices she made might make this half-day swan song, and knowing that she might never have the chance to snuggle in his arms again, she still made up her mind. To get out of the time that she indulged in for half a day, and devote herself to the boring time of charades.

However, she didn't intend to end it like this, and it was likely to be the last and best memorable half-day. She reached out and smoothed a strand of hair that fell next to her cheek behind her ear, then leaned over and kissed him lightly on the sleeping lips. As she leaned over, the strands of hair that had been drawn to her ears fell down again, fluttering and waving, obscuring her eyes full of tenderness, and leaving only one person below her to herself.

The moment the lips touched each other, a shy flush quietly floated on Li Ai's cheeks. She stared at the face in front of her stupidly, feeling the exhalation of his nose and the vigorous heat hitting the wings of her nose, and slowly closed her eyes. It was just a one-sided contact between herself, and it was just a simple lip-to-lip contact, but it made her feel extremely relieved......

Much later, when she looked back on the kiss, she realized that such simple contact with each other was not actually a kiss. However, even though she knew this, she still stubbornly regarded it as her first kiss. Because, which kiss was given to him by her own initiative; is also because, after that kiss, the happiest half of her life came to an end.

Since then, there has never been a moment of such happiness for her......

For a long time, the lips parted. She slowly straightened her waist and quietly looked at Zhang Zhou, who was still asleep and didn't know what had happened, and the sweetness fluctuating in her eyes gradually subsided, replaced by calmness and wisdom. When these emotions rise, it means that she is completely out of that half day of carefreeness.

She stood up, glanced at Zhang Zhou's face that had become clear from blur to clarity under the influence of the curtains that were gradually becoming bright under the light, turned her head as if evading, tightened her clothes, put on her slippers, and walked towards the bathroom with a kick.

Since her cold has improved a lot, it is better to leave the cooking to her. What's more, he seems to be tired a lot. She didn't see it, and when she kicked away, Zhang Zhou, who was lying on the sofa and looked like he was asleep, quietly opened a slit and secretly looked at her back. He had actually woken up a long time ago, but he didn't open his eyes because he was familiar with her temperament and was afraid that she would become shy after he opened his eyes.

His eyes as he stared at her back were full of doubt. Again, he knew her temperament, so he understood that it was easy for her to take the initiative to make such a move. He wondered why she would kiss him.

He thought about it for a long time, and only when the sound of the dripping water in the bathroom had stopped, did he have a clue. Isn't that guy doing this because of the so-called death crisis? Such a move was made in order to ...... Thinking of this, his frowning brows, which touched a little bit of Li Ai's thoughts, couldn't help but look a little resentful. Obviously told her that she was capable of coping......

However, after thinking about it, that bit of resentment silently dissipated again. She also did this because she cared about herself. What's there to complain about when she cares about herself? Moreover, it can also be seen from this that the test in her mouth or something, but it doesn't really exist...... The reason why she set a deadline until Christmas is probably also for this reason......

He couldn't figure out why she was so sure of this. However, he didn't dwell on this matter, and his thoughts were put away, and he returned to Li Ai's abnormality. Even though he knew that the so-called test was just a pretense, he still wanted to relieve Li Ai's concerns, so that she could devote herself to the tenderness he poured out, just like yesterday.

But he thought about it for a long time, and he couldn't find a way to do it. In the end, she had to give up, and she found that only after everything had settled could she relax. This made Zhang Zhou very unhappy, but he had no choice but to put all his anger on the demons who had not yet appeared and wanted to kill him, and he had the urge to kill at that time......

Leaning against the ruined wall and entwined with all kinds of verdant greenery, withered or unseasonally changing, Moyin Bao'er finally raised the head buried between her knees, and stood up against the broken wall, looking at the horizon of the eastern sky that was whitened by the dawn with a pair of somewhat complicated eyes.

"It's time to come......" she muttered under her breath. The complex look in his eyes was even more complicated, but beyond that complexity, he was a little more fragile. The fragility was obviously different from the fragility revealed in Wang Yue's eyes, and it seemed to have a little more jerky taste.

How can you not be jerky? For the past seven hundred years, she has been holding on to that man, almost never showing her insecurity and vulnerability. She pretended to be indifferent, pretended to be indifferent, and tried her best to hide her state of mind that had been shaken again and again...... After all, this may be the first time since that that she has shown her vulnerability in front of her. She obviously didn't want her to see her embarrassed appearance, but when she knew that she was about to appear in front of her, she realized that the emotions in her heart had already accumulated to the point where she couldn't control it.

A subtle voice sounded in her ears, and Moyin Bao'er, who was still stained with blood on the corners of her mouth, turned around and saw the person with white hair and standing not far behind her with a cane that had accompanied her for nearly a thousand years.

"Mother-in-law." She choked up, and at last she called out the name, and immediately held it back any longer, and threw herself into her arms and wept like a child. In front of Wang Yue, she just cried silently, and she didn't cry when she was alone, but after seeing her, she could no longer suppress the pain in her heart......

"Alas, you child......" the old woman sighed and shook her head, raised her withered palm and pressed it on her back, closed her eyes, gently stroked her trembling back, and let her cry bitterly in her arms.