The night fell, and the noisy city of Huaishui gradually fell silent.

The bright moon is in the sky, the stars are bright, in the Huaishui City, there are thousands of neon, the lights and stars compete with each other, until late at night, before the inky curtain is tied and enters a deep sleep.

On the top of an attic 100 meters away from Ruan's mansion, a person with silver hair flying, standing solemnly, like an ancient immortal who had gone through a lot of hardships to break free from the shackles of hell, with the cold of hell that had not yet dissipated, he was handsome, his body was dignified, and his eyes shot cold stars, mysterious and terrifying.

The eyes as bright as green diamonds condescendingly looked at Huaishui City in the darkness, and when the light crossed a certain courtyard in Ruan's Mansion, she was a little eager and affectionate, she was in that small courtyard, how long had she been separated? He didn't know, he only knew that when he woke up at the bottom of the pool, he couldn't see her, he was almost tyrannical and wanted to destroy Yiqiē, and he was seriously injured and couldn't break through the captivity of the Teng Snake, so he had to suck the Yin Spirit Qi day and night, but fortunately he finally saw the light of day.

Ruan's Mansion has been completely plunged into darkness, only a faint light of the stars and a half is left in that corner, Wan Yichen hesitated, and finally took a step, his tall body was like a sharp arrow shooting towards Ruan's Mansion, when he passed somewhere, his body was slightly stunned, and the familiar aura that seemed to be absent made him mistakenly think that he had an illusion, how could there be a similar kind here? It must have been that he had been imprisoned for too long, and his senses were wrong.

As soon as his footsteps sank, he landed in front of the door of Qiushuiju, it was dark in Qiushuiju, but he could clearly see a qiē, the courtyard was clean and tidy, the flowers and plants were placed in an orderly manner, and the swing under the locust tree swayed lightly with the wind, he stepped over a few steps, curiously picked up the hanging rope on the swing frame, and shook it gently, I don't know what this thing is for?

Chu Yun'er, who had just woken up from her dream, was shocked to find that Qiushuiju seemed to have an outsider intruding, and the strong air fluctuations and long-term abnormal movements forced Chu Yun'er to get up curiously and gently pushed the corner of the window open.

The tall figure stood beside the swing with his back to her, his silky silver hair reaching to his waist, and he stretched out his slender fingers to gently shake the thousand frames, leisurely and as if thinking about something.

The familiar figure made Chu Yun'er's heart beat faster, it is impossible to have such a similar body in this world, more than two years, even if the hair reaches the waist, it is normal, and she can no longer care about her own safety, Chu Yun'er opened the door without hesitation.

"You ......"

A female voice suddenly came from behind her, her voice trembling, confused, and even more excited.

Chu Yun'er wrapped her coat tightly and stood at the door, her dark eyes still staring at the person who suddenly stopped next to the swing frame with a little doubt and expectation, is it him?

Wan Yichen lowered his hand holding the swing, lowered his head and hid the green light in his eyes, and then slowly turned around.

The woman at the door was thinly dressed, and after only one glance at him, she walked out excitedly, looking at him in disbelief, and then her face turned to surprise, and when the corners of her lips rose, a few transparent beads slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"Yun'er ......"

He hadn't shouted this name for two years, and at this time, Wan Yichen felt a little unfamiliar, hesitated for a moment, he took a step, and slowly walked towards Chu Yun'er under the moonlight in the courtyard.

The tall black figure is getting closer and closer, Chu Yun'er is standing in place like a wood carving, but his tears are like a flood bursting the embankment out of control, he is still the same as before, cold and arrogant, and his body full of wind and frost can't hide his peerless elegance