"You are about to lose the existence that is most important to you right now. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info And to be the one who wants to strip him out of the world you are in, you can't compete with. The city is far less beautiful than it seems. Where you can't see, there's filth that you can't touch or imagine. If he dies in the end, then the murderer, in a way, may be this beautiful city. Moyin Bao'er leaned on Li Ai's shoulder and said. At this time, Li Ai did not notice the different pronouns used in her words for the existence of a certain thing that should be the same thing. She didn't notice this slight difference, and she didn't even think that Moyin Bao'er had already told her the true face of the murderer who wanted to kill Zhang Zhou.

She was silent, thinking that what Moyin Bao'er was saying now was just telling her that danger lurked in this seemingly peaceful city. She just frowned, and then made up her mind to follow Zhang Zhou closely. And when he finally disappeared from her life, she remembered again the words that Moyin Bao'er had said at this time. At that time, she finally understood the meaning of her words, but she never had the opportunity to make any changes to her fate.

Sensing that she wasn't thinking about the truth, Moyin Bao'er's eyes darkened, and she could only hope that she would be able to think of the true meaning in the near future. Then he continued, "Yes, he's going to die." But I can't tell you how you can save him. I can only give you a vague hint, and the meaning of this hint is difficult for you to determine, or even unsure, because it is very difficult to deduce the correct information from this prompt. If you make a mistake, you will only get farther and farther away from the truth. ”

"So, you have to be cautious. However, with less than two months left, you are still being forced to be cautious. Mo Yin Bao'er narrowed her eyes slightly, "Such a contradiction is unsolvable. ”

"Also, I don't know if the method represented behind this tip will be useful for the situation you're facing. However, this is the only way I can give it. When she said this, Mo Yin Bao'er reached out and wrapped her hand around Li Ai's body, and Li Ai, who was clinging to her, could feel that her body trembled slightly, as if she was under a very heavy pressure.

The corners of Li Ai's tightly pursed mouth trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but Mo Yin Bao'er raised her hand to block Sakura's lips. "I said, don't speak, you just have to listen to me carefully."

Moyin Bao'er whispered like this, and then let go of the hands that were around her, "That method is in this passage, unravel this passage, and you can get that method." As she spoke, she pressed her hand on Li Ai's thigh, and a pair of eyes like autumn water flowed with clear light. Then she opened her lips lightly and whispered in Li Ai's ear, "I once said that there are beautiful women in the West, and the women are in Yaochi, and they don't know how old they are, and they don't know how good they are. ”

The next moment, she removed her chin from her shoulder, along with the green silk scattered next to her cheek. She took a step back and stared at her quietly, "I'm sorry, that's all I can do...... Also, thank you, Li Ai, my rival in love. She whispered like this, and then waved her hand at Li Ai in a daze, counting it as a farewell, and the next moment she had disappeared into the living room, leaving only a faint fragrance and a curtain that fluctuated slightly for a moment, proving that she had ever existed.

"I once said that there are beautiful women in the West, and the women are in Yaochi, and they don't know the age or the man." Li Ai was like a demonic barrier, repeating this short sentence over and over again, as if he wanted to get a hint from Moyin Bao'er, so as to change the fate of losing Zhang Zhou. That is, to change the fate of Zhang Zhou's death!

She may still not believe in Moyin Bao'er, but she trusts her instincts. When Moyin Bao'er said that Zhang Zhou was about to die, her heart beat heavily, making her lose her mind for a moment. It's like that birthday night seven years ago, like sitting at the dinner table, with your back to the sound of the rain, quietly waiting for them to come back, but accidentally breaking the glass.

The same sudden suffocation, the same sudden loss of consciousness, this exact same feeling, wasn't it enough for her to understand that what Mo Yin Bao'er said was true?

After knowing how she would lose Zhang Zhou, Li Ai secretly gritted her teeth, and she was determined to snatch Zhang Zhou back from the fate that took away her parents. Therefore, after receiving Moyin Bao'er's prompt, she immediately began to think about how to interpret the information in it. However, I tried several methods in a row, but I didn't get anything useful.

She could only lift the quilt, leave the sofa and walk to the silver dining table, reach out and take the notebook that was soaked with the rain with the textbook, which she spread out with the textbook and put on the dining table to dry, and took out a ballpoint pen that was kept at home, turned the page with many key words, first used the ballpoint pen to shine on the original dent marks, and on the paper that was still wet, the handwriting that had been blurred into a ball was reproduced, and then the paragraph was neatly written at the bottom.

When he finished writing the last word 'person', Li Ai bit the tip of the pen and recalled it carefully, feeling that he had not missed anything, so he put down the pen. Then he got up and walked over to his couch. But halfway through, she suddenly stopped and let out a low wail, "No wonder I always feel like I've forgotten something, I remember a lot of things about that dream at the beginning, but now I ......."

She paused suddenly, and shook her head, "Why, why do I think that dream doesn't matter anymore now?" She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Could it be that Moyin Bao'er has already told me what the dream wants to convey?" ”

Could it be that the footsteps in the fog belonged to Zhang Zhou; What you want to find in the snow is also Zhang Zhou? In other words, what this dream wants to tell me is that I will lose Zhang Zhou? Li Ai groaned, but he couldn't be sure. She shook her head, to be sure if the guess was true or not, she had to wait to see if she would have the same dream. Then she turned her eyes and glanced at Zhang Zhou, and after a moment of silence, she changed her direction and walked to the sleeping Zhang Zhou, looking at his calm sleeping face condescendingly, and after a while, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Zhang Zhou...... You ......."

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At the moment when Mo Yin Bao'er rushed out of the floor-to-ceiling window, the blue-shirted young man who had been guarding outside trembled, and then pursed the corners of his mouth in some pain, and dodged to a place where she couldn't see. Knowing that she could sense her existence, knowing that she knew that she had been following her, knowing that she didn't care about herself, knowing that even if she appeared in front of her, she would not have the slightest emotional fluctuation because of her appearance, he still subconsciously made such a move.

And when her figure was about to disappear from his vision, he emerged from his hiding place, far behind her. He knew who she was going to see, who she was going to, and what kind of harm he would suffer from such a scene, but he still followed her, waiting, waiting for something like that to happen in front of his eyes.

He had had a hint of luck, but now, there was nothing left of that luck. He knew everything. He even knew that he would never have hope, and the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Clan had never betrayed the promise of life and life. But he still followed her without hesitation, because, if she was in danger, he could at least do something for her.

His love is humble. But it's so deep. It's just that all this, all this effort, can't get the due reward after all. Her heart is too small to fit one person. That person used to be called Yan Gu, and in this life, he is called Wang Yue.

In the distance, he saw her stop her progress, standing in a deep rain curtain, surrounded by a slight blue lotus pattern, staring fixedly at an ordinary window in a field of vision that only he could see.

He was clearly standing behind her, and he could only see her back, but he seemed to see the way she hooked the corners of her mouth. She was facing the window...... No, she smiled at the person across the window in a way she would never have shown to him. And that person, however, will be cold to such a beautiful smile for the next period of time.

Although he knew why, he couldn't stand the fact that she was suffering. He was silent, and then silently made up his mind. And such a determination, she did not know. And he wasn't going to let her know. He just needs her to remember him as a lover and be remembered by her, he doesn't need it.

He was a step too late, and as a result, he could not be remembered by her as a lover. So, he was doomed to nothing.

Wang Yue suddenly opened his eyes. He turned his head and looked at where the curtain was. His heart throbbed and tried to make him desperately lift the quilt, stand up, step on the bed and pull back the curtain that cut off his view. Let him see the presence that catches his eye.

But he gritted his teeth, suppressed the impulse, and trapped himself in the bed, never reaching out to touch the curtain that could be easily opened with a slight force.

Mo Yin Bao'er outside the window saw his movements clearly through the curtains, but the smile on his face was not scattered. She lowered her eyes slightly, and then whispered, "Yes, this is not the right time to meet, so wait, I'll ...... It's going to be you. ”

"I know what I'm going to face, and I know it, so I don't blame you......" She turned silently, step by step, and slowly walked away, the rest of the words drifting in the rain, and she could no longer hear clearly.