However, Cen Kexuan's feelings for him became more and more blurred in his heart, and he didn't know how to deal with it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info had a night of tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, so he wore his hair scattered, wearing a wide white embroidered robe and wandering around the green willow garden, like a wisp of ghost in the quiet night. just walked aimlessly, and unconsciously stopped at the door of Bai Moyin's room.

There was still a faint light in the room, indicating that the owner had not yet fallen asleep. She stared intently at the white window paper, as if she could see the people inside. has a dusty temperament, calm and elegant, and can easily demagogue people just by making gestures, which makes her lose her square inch.

At this moment, the moon has hung on the branches, the wind is clear and cold, and there are a few birdsongs, as if hidden behind the dense leaves. It was late at night, and she really shouldn't have wandered outside the man's door, but she knocked on the door anyway, very lightly, but enough to wake up the sleeping man in the silence of the night. After a moment of silence, a faint voice was heard from inside: "Come in." "Like a puddle of clear water under the moon.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly pushed the door open and entered. The room was lit with a lamp, the lights flickering slightly by the wind she had brought in when she entered, and the wax dripping down was like tears, and the candlelight swayed on the walls. The man sat beside the desk with a scroll in his hand, wearing only a plain white single dress, his long hair fell down, a little wet, thinking that he had just bathed, and a faint fragrance lingered in the whole room.

Cen Kexuan lost her mind for a moment, stunned and didn't speak, every time she warned herself in her heart to be more wary of this person, she would always bump into him in an inadvertent moment, such a quiet and peaceful, undisputed appearance, which made her let go of all her defenses for no reason.

Bai Moyin put down the scroll and raised his head, and said with a smile: "The night breeze is cold, what is the fool-like pestle doing at the door?" She let out a muffled "oh" and crept into the room, where she sat down in front of him, but there was no sound.

"What's wrong?" He saw that she was unusual, and finally asked.

Cen Kexuan looked at him stunned, and only said in a low voice for a long time: "I can't sleep a little." As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but sneeze and began to feel cold.

Bai Moyin got up and took a cloak from the screen, put it on her and tied it carefully. She sat motionless, letting him move, but her eyes were fixed on his face. The red window is waning in the moon, the shadows of the trees are slanting, the cool breeze outside the house makes the window paper rattle, but no one in the house spoke, the embroidered robe was covered, and the cloak lined Cen Kexuan's thin body became more and more petite, and the hands in front of her were wrapped around the slender ribbon, and a tight knot was firmly tied under her neck.

Before she could speak, the man put his arm around her shoulders and sat down next to her, and wrapped her in his arms a little. The originally cold body gradually warmed up, Cen Kexuan was a little stunned for a while, but he felt him put his chin against his forehead, and said softly: "My body is cold, why don't you take care of yourself so much." He tightened his hands slightly, as if trying to warm her up.

This behavior is extremely intimate, and it is not normal for Bai Moyin, but Cen Kexuan has something on his mind, and he only feels that his heart is terrifyingly calm.

She desperately needed an answer to make sure her infatuation wasn't stupid.

"There are some things that I'm confused about." She turned her head slightly to look at him, and for the first time in the candlelight, she could see his face so clearly. The eyes are soft, but the eyes are dark and deep, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin and pale in color, and even the complexion is slightly pale, with a shocking cold color.

I used to only have a general impression of him, and I felt that his temperament was extremely outstanding and amazing, but I never had the opportunity to look at him carefully. However, now that I look at it, I feel more and more different from the feeling I had when I first saw it.

This is a person who can be indifferent and gentle, but he chose to treat himself with a gentle side, why? She looked at those eyes, unable to take them off the slightest, but saw a smile gradually overflow from his eyes.

"It just so happens that I don't know what to do." She saw him nod and said.

"Will Bai Gongzi also have something to be embarrassed about?"

Bai Moyin sighed slightly: "In this world, who doesn't have a few things to worry about? ”

Cen Kexuan was silent in an instant, she lowered her eyes slightly, and noticed that he was only wearing a thin single dress tonight, and in the candlelight, she even faintly saw the faint scars under the thin white clothes. He once said that he had been injured in the Western Regions, and he thought that he should not have scars on his body with such a meticulous appearance. She looked at the mark and tried to reach for him to lift the hem of his shirt, but he suddenly grabbed it.

"Ke Xuan......" He called her softly, and also stopped her movements. Cen Kexuan's face burned red in an instant, and he whispered in defense: "I just want to see your injured ......" Bai Moyin clenched Cen Kexuan's hand a little bit, and suddenly said: "There is something I have always wanted to tell you, but I don't know how to tell you that it is appropriate." With that, eyes fell on her face.

Cen Kexuan was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at him, a little unclear: Bai Gongzi has something to say to me all the time? This...... What does that mean?

He paused, slowed down his voice and said, "Maybe you will blame me for deceiving you, but ......" After he finished speaking, he hesitated, looked at Cen Kexuan, and his eyes suddenly became heavy, as if he was hesitating, and as if he was considering how to speak.

Since he met, Cen Kexuan saw him for the first time in a state of wanting to speak and stopping. He has always been very untouched by external objects, and it is very strange that he is so today! What was it that made it so hard for him to speak? What was he hesitating about?

This unusual change made Cen Kexuan unreasonably anxious about what he was about to face. His mind tossed and turned, but he didn't have a clue, just thinking about what he would say. He said that he deceived himself, and what did he deceive himself?

What is his purpose? He told me why? Is it because you don't mind if I know it anymore?

Countless questions and speculations came, and under the rapid heartbeat, Cen Kexuan suddenly pushed him away, stood up in a panic, and said incoherently: "I shouldn't have come in the middle of the night to disturb Bai Gongzi's rest, and I should go back now." Without waiting for him to respond, he hurried away as if fleeing, still wrapped in the cloak in his room, and turned around and disappeared.

Bai Moyin was still sitting in the same place, looking at the empty door, and did not make a sound for a long time.

After that night, the matter was finally settled, and the two met again the next day, as if it had never happened, so Cen Kexuan finally did not know what he wanted to say at that time. But there was one thing she heard, he said that he had deceived her, and she did not dare to listen to what was next. Since he had the heart to confess, it showed that he had at least a little sincerity in himself, so she preferred to cover her ears until the day when she had to face it.

On the other hand, the news of Hanyue has not been heard, which makes Cen Kexuan, who is eager to see his brother, have to be depressed, and even unable to sleep.

Every night when she fell asleep, she closed her eyes and saw Cen Zifei's blurred figure. Sometimes he took her by the hand and walked along the long riverbank, as if he would never reach the end, and she called "brother" several times, but could not hear the man's response, only a more and more blurred back. Sometimes he looked back, as if he was laughing, or as if he was obscured by the mist, and became looming and fleeting.

One night, she dreamed that Cen Zifei was covered in blood, and died alone in the dark and deep woods, with jackdaw in patches and fallen leaves. She covered her beating heart and suddenly got up, turned out a dagger and rushed to the door, it was late at night, she was blown by the cold wind when she walked to the courtyard, and the whole person suddenly woke up and stopped.

After standing in the courtyard for a long time, he finally returned to the house, and sat alone at the table, his mind in turmoil.

She wanted to fly out of Biliuyuan to find him immediately, but she didn't dare. As soon as she thought of Xiao Wu's words, she felt that she still needed to be cautious, and before there was any clue, she could only stay in the Biliu Garden and wait patiently.

And the Lin family's martial arts conference has finally arrived.