Chapter 67 : The Dream of Death

In the Merlin, there is silence at this moment.

Raising her eyes, looking at the person standing under a plum tree lightly at this moment, or the cyan dress, not far away, she looked up at the brilliant plum blossoms around her, her face was as white as jade, and her eyebrows were cold and there seemed to be no words to describe her Tsinghua Wushuang, and the best colors seemed to be eclipsed around her, becoming a foil.

Suddenly, the breeze blew and the plum blossoms fell one after another......

Su Wanliang lowered his eyes, palms, and still held the plum blossom that had just fallen, and when he turned his hand, the plum blossom fell to the ground at a very slow and slow speed, as if he had moved the pace of time...... It's like an hourglass......

At that moment, all the plum trees shook violently, and countless plum blossoms fell, forming a plum blossom rain

In the rain, a person, standing lightly in it.

The eyebrows and eyes are cold and extremely beautiful. But it is full of sadness in the bones......

"The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a fragrant ......" Su Wanliang raised his eyes and smiled, and couldn't help but chant this poem.

Laughing, at that moment, everything fades

are silent in her incomparable temperament and indescribable charm......

The person in the hidden dark place looked at the woman standing in the plum blossom rain in a daze, no...... It should be said that the girl ...... Such people

She is too beautiful and precious to be blasphemed, and she should be a noble person in the world...... Because at this moment. There are too few people who can be worthy of her...... Too little

Yun Xifan took a step forward uncontrollably, but remembered something, lowered his hand in pain, and looked at Su Wanliang deeply, as if carved into his bones...... Never forget jì......

Gu Moheng's expression moved, that expression, Gu Shen and the others had never seen before.

The ink-colored eyes exude a thick obsession at the moment, and the stars hidden in them seem to be a little brighter, and the corners of the mouth that have not changed all year round have an arc at this moment.

He was laughing.

His eyes stared straight at Su Wanliang, and he never left for a moment.

Gu Shen and the others finally understood at this moment that Su Wanliang was definitely the only person in the world who could be worthy of Gu Moheng. Excellent, and excellent.

"The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum. This poem is good!! Gu Moheng actually spoke out slowly, walked out slowly, his fingertips curled slightly, and even the corners of his eyes faded indifference, revealing wordless warmth.

The voice was not loud, shallow, and faint, but it was clear that Su Wanliang could hear it.

Su Wanliang turned his head to look at the people who came slowly, and couldn't help but be in a trance, the surrounding qiē dissipated inch by inch, and the sound seemed to be infinitely amplified...... A heavy pound on her heart......

She seemed to see the helpless and dazed woman in her previous life again, infatuated with each other, and her proud bones were broken...... In the end, they were burned in flames and scattered......

The air around Su Wanliang became depressed and cold, and the blood on his hands fell drop by drop, but he didn't notice it.

She looked at Gu Moheng's eyes, and at that moment, Gu Moheng stopped and couldn't move forward half a step.

So much so that a few years later, every night Gu Moheng would always dream of Su Wanliang's expression today, and he could no longer sleep......

It was a kind of extremely painful, extremely sad, but desolate and lonely feeling, as if someone struck lightly, she would immediately shatter without a trace...... Never to regain zài......

Even Yun Xifan, who was in the distance, felt the intense pain......

There was silence for a while, and no one spoke......

Even if Gu Moheng felt sad in his heart, he could only ask with a smile, "Miss Su, are you okay?" ”

Su Wanliang woke up and smiled palely, "Wanliang is fine, but I'm a little surprised." ”

Gu Moheng didn't expose her lies, he was like an addict, he was obviously in pain, but he let himself be cautious, and he kept hurting and hurting.

He looked at Su Wanliang, his hands behind his back were clenched, his chest was stabbing with pain, but there was no expression on his face, "Su Xiao."

Sister Aimei? ”

Su Wanliang had ice floating in his eyes, and replied respectfully: "The lady of the family is like this, and Wanliang is naturally no exception."

Hearing Su Wanliang's similarly respectful, detached but perfunctory answer, Gu Moheng's heart sank, and he stopped asking.

The two looked at each other speechless for a while. The atmosphere of silence was unbroken......

Su Wanliang stood in for a while, and suddenly felt that it didn't mean much, so she spoke: "Wanliang won't disturb Gu Shizi to enjoy the plum if there is something." With that, he brushed his body and turned to leave.

Gu Moheng looked at Su Wanliang's unrelenting back in a daze, and suddenly his heart ached violently, he stroked his chest, and couldn't help spitting blood, and the plum blossoms all over the ground were red and sad in an instant, like the flames of Su Wanliang's burning sacrifice......

Gu Moheng looked at Su Wanliang who was traveling far away, she didn't have a trace of hesitation, and disappeared in his eyes little by little.

Gu Moheng remembered the day in his previous life, just like them now, one turned around, one person stared at the spot obsessively, walking against each other, the flowers bloomed and the leaves fell, just like the flowers on the other side, they could never see each other!

He smiled miserably, "God, I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in it!" I'm still here, how can she just leave like that...... I haven't explained it to her yet...... How could she leave me like that...... How can it be ......"

The next world is like a dream; I realized that I didn't want to wake up.

They didn't know that this qiē was recorded in the bottom of their hearts by Yun Xifan, who was hidden in the shadows......