Because of Miyazaki Yixue's framing, Xingchen Aixue was sleepy for a while. Touching the wrist that had just been processed, wrapped in white gauze, the corners of his mouth hooked up a helpless smile.

Walking in the hallway, I stopped in front of a floor-to-ceiling window and stared blankly at the night outside.

The bright moon hung in the starry sky, and from time to time a breeze blew gently, disturbing her mood.

I still remember that I used to want to escape and reunite with my family just by looking at the scenery outside.

Thinking about it now, I really feel disdainful of my former naivety.

Thinking back to the conversation with Yue Lotus not long ago, his eyes showed the taste of struggle.

Why do I always feel that figure is very similar to someone, but I can't remember it?

Maybe she was wrong, how could she be under the Yue Lotus?

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Tanglin Zixuan looked at the scene in front of him, his goddess, his favorite woman standing in front of the window.

Although it is not a gorgeous dress, it is so delicate and innocent that it is so eye-catching.

Her jet-black hair flutters in the wind, and she is scented with lavender.

Slowly, involuntarily, approaching, just like the ball thirteen years ago.

That year, Xingchen Lianxue had the loneliness and indifference that his peers should not have, and he exuded a terrifying atmosphere that no one was close to.

He was attracted by this breath, and couldn't help but get closer.

As if aware of someone approaching him, he slowly turned around.

Seeing that the man in front of him was Tanglin Zixuan, he suddenly turned around and admired the beautiful scenery, admiring the beautiful scenery that only had himself.

Tanglin Zixuan stood beside him, and a magnetic voice spoke.

"Are you okay just now? I heard that those gangsters before were Yuelian's? Is it true? ”

Xingchen Lianxue nodded lightly, "It's Yuelian's subordinates!" ”

Suddenly, he smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile.

"Tanglin, do you have something to do with me?"

Tanglin Zixuan saw that the problem was provoked, so he did not continue to play sloppy.

The tenderness revealed in her eyes was something that only she could have, and her eyes burned deeply with their serious and determined eyes.

"Have you really decided to get engaged to Yan Yihan?"

The bitterness of his words infected Xingchen Lianxue's hearing, and she couldn't reply to him with any hope.

Not only because her best friend Lan Youxian is deeply in love with Tanglin Zixuan, but on the other hand, she has no trace of male and female affection for Tanglin.

The breeze seemed to feel the condensation of the atmosphere between the two, and there was no extra wind blowing into the room.

But he still couldn't blow away the solemn breath at this moment.

"Tanglin, my last belonging is cold. I hope you don't have any hope for me, and that people who like and love you can line up the streets. For example, the blue yoxian who has been chasing you for a long time! ”

This is the first time that Xingchen Lianxue has talked so much nonsense, and she originally cherished words like gold, but in order to help the dead party's pursuit of love, she could only persuade Tanglin Zixuan bitterly.

Tanglin Zixuan smiled bitterly, standing behind him with a sense of loneliness.

"It's a pity that no matter how good she is, she is not more important than you in my heart!"

I really want to knock on Tanglin, my brain is usually so shrewd, why can't I turn the corner when I encounter feelings?

Sure enough, it really responded to that sentence, and people who are deeply in love are idiots.

"I can't give you the happiness you want, without me, you will have better people waiting for you, try to let go a little."

Xingchen Lianxue said helplessly.

"I said, what happiness would I have without you?"

Xingchen Lianxue had to shake her head helplessly, and walked away from the floor-to-ceiling window.

The two of them never noticed the pale blue figure in the distance, lonely and pitiful, desolate and incomparable.