In the dead of night, the whole world fell asleep, but Jiujiu was tossing and turning in bed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A pair of cold eyes that seem to be able to see through everything in the world come to mind, always with a faint uncomfortable alienation.

sighed lightly and turned over, and what caught his eye was Pei Tianmo's demonic face that brought disaster to the country and the people.

The uncle came back very late, and as for what happened, he didn't say, and Jiujiu naturally wouldn't ask more.

Even so, Jiujiu sensed the seriousness of the matter from his frowning brow.

Clear apricot eyes quietly crossed a touch of complexity, stretched out arms around his waist, and pressed his face tightly against his chest.

Just as she was about to count the sheep with her eyes closed, a melodious flute broke the silence in the night, and it was clear for ten miles.

Hearing the familiar sound of the flute, Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, looked at the sleeping Pei Tianmo, and subconsciously lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Without alarming anyone, Jiujiu ghostly jumped out of the open window, and a few of them disappeared into the darkness.

As soon as she left, Pei Tianmo, who was originally 'asleep', suddenly opened her eyes, and her peach blossom eyes flashed with a hint of darkness.

The melodious sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the night was quiet again, and even the air was filled with a sense of silence.

Jiujiu stood in the garden, the bright moonlight pouring down, gilding her with a faint ethereal aura, like a dream.

The sudden stop of the flute made Jiujiu stunned for a moment, but since she had already come out, she didn't plan to go back immediately.

Looking up at the half moon hanging overhead, his pale face with a faint coldness, wandering along the path paved with goose warm stones.

Feet on the smooth goose warm stone, cool, itchy, with an indescribable feeling of smoothness all over the body.

This made Jiujiu playful, so he simply took off his shoes and put them in his hands, and just stepped on the goose warm stone barefoot.

The moon cast a faint halo on the ground, which did not affect Jiujiu's cheerful mood, and he had a lot of fun alone.

Before she knew it, she gradually drifted away from the right path, and by the time she found out, she didn't know where she was!

Looking at the fork in the road with a bitter face, pouting, and choosing a path with intuition, but slowly it seemed to deviate more and more from the direction.

Just as Jiujiu was about to turn around and put it back the way it came, he inadvertently saw a familiar moon-white figure.

"Mo Xie!" Almost subconsciously blurted out, frowning slightly when he saw the bottle in his hand clearly.

It's so late, how could Mo Ye be here? And pour yourself a drink to the moon?

Mo Xie leaned on a big tree, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, looking up at the starry sky, and singing about the wine.

The faint moonlight cast an endless desolation on his cold face, and there was an inexplicable trace of vicissitudes.

The moon-white tunic danced in the wind, with an indescribable evil laziness, and the green silk was slightly raised, scattered behind.

Hearing the voice, Mo Ye raised his head suddenly, but there was darkness in front of him, and the corners of his thin lips pulled up a distressing bitterness.

"At this time, how could she be here!"

He took a big sip of wine with his head up, letting the spicy liquid run through his throat, and his eyes slowly covered with a faint haze.

Obviously he just wanted to drink, but the ghost sent the god here, and when he came back to his senses, all that was left was a wry smile!

"Mo Xie!" A cold voice echoed in his ears, and this time Mo Xie heard it clearly.

Subconsciously turned his head, and his azure eyes rippled with a touch of mist.

"Are you not wearing shoes?" Feeling the abnormality of her footsteps, he was slightly stunned, and his eyes quietly flashed with annoyance.

With a lift of his hand, the bottle made a graceful arc in the air, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Jiujiu only felt that the ink hair was flying in front of her, and when she came back to her senses, Mo Ye had already appeared in front of her.

Reaching out to take the shoes in her hand, under her surprised gaze, he bent down and carefully helped her put them on.

"Mo Xie, why are you here?" Jiujiu looked down at his cold handsome face, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Smelling the strong smell of wine on his body, he frowned slightly, and always felt that such a Mo Ye made her feel inexplicably uneasy.

Hearing her words, Mo Ye paused, a cold light quietly flashed across his azure eyes, and he lowered his head to help her sort out her clothes.

"Don't worry, I just happened to pass by here, and I won't hurt him!"

Feeling her eyes, Mo Ye's breathing was instantly disordered, don't overdo it, don't want to get too entangled in this issue.

"It's so late, why is the Ninth Master here?"

"Master can't sleep, so he wanted to go out for a walk, and accidentally got lost, didn't he just meet you!"

Jiujiu scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, although it was not the first time for her to get lost, it was still a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, Mo Ye is her own person, and perhaps in her heart, she has never regarded him as an outsider.

seemed to think of something, and looked at him with a frown, "Mo Xie, listen to the advice of the young master, your poison is not suitable for drinking?" ”

"Not next time!" Mo Xie looked away, the reason why he was here was just to get closer to her!

He knew that he had just met her when he was poisoned last time, and she didn't say anything, and he pretended not to know anything.

The two of them were relatively speechless, and for a long time, Jiujiu couldn't help but sigh lightly, "Mo Ye, I'm sorry!" ”

After a stagnation of breathing, Mo Ye suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, and before she could come back to her senses, he had already pressed hateful on her lips.

Jiujiu was stunned by this sudden accident, and after coming back to his senses, he subconsciously reached out and pushed him away, and the whole person took a few steps back.

looked at his face indifferently, "Mo Ye, this is the first and last time!" After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Why, why can't that person be me?" Mo Xie's sad voice carried a hint of hoarseness and painful helplessness.

Jiujiu's body stiffened, and he sighed lightly without looking back, "Mo Ye, I'm sorry!" ”

"Why, I could give everything for you, including my life, but what about him, what can he do for you?"

Mo Ye's voice was hoarse and pale, with a pitiful hysteria, and the hand holding the wheelchair turned white from exertion.

"I'm sorry!" The apologetic voice is full of indescribable complex feelings, but there is no love component.

"You know, I never wanted a word of sorry from you!" Mo Xie smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

Seeing his loss, Jiujiu bit his lip, and finally didn't walk over.

She can give him everything he wants, but she can't give him his own feelings.

sighed lightly, looked at him deeply, turned around and left without looking back, leaving without love.

Listening to the footsteps getting farther away, Mo Ye smiled weakly, laughing and even laughing tears. (To be continued.) )