The simple worship didn't last long, and the two dusted off their bodies. Not far behind the tomb is a tall city wall, with castle-like buildings towering between heaven and earth.

"Are you home?" asked Yang Haohui.

It is not difficult to guess that most of the residences of the Four Emperors are the top of the height of a realm, not to mention a building of this scale, which is definitely not supported by the financial resources of ordinary people.

"That's right. Mo Meng said as she took out a silk silk from the side pocket of her shirt, "Brother Yang, blindfold." ”

"What to do?" Yang Haohui was puzzled, but still took the silk.

"When you untie it again, it's beautiful. ”

The field of vision is obscured and pitch black. Yang Haohui couldn't see the road, so he had to let Mo Meng take his hand and walk. The soothing sound of the waves gradually became clearer, followed by the scent of flowers in the sea breeze. At some point, Mo Meng let go of his hand and turned to his back to push him forward. After a while, they stopped, and Mo Meng's voice sounded in their ears again: "Count down dozens of seconds." ”

The soft little hand left his shoulder, and Yang Haohui began to count silently in his heart. He had a hunch in his heart that all the mysteries would be revealed in ten seconds.

Ten seconds later, Yang Haohui untied the blindfolded silk. At this moment, he found himself standing on a cliff facing the sea, the bright moon hanging in the sky, projecting the most gentle and quiet moonlight into the world.

Yang Haohui froze.

Patches of cherry trees surrounded him, which were the source of the previous floral fragrance. Falling cherry blossoms fall from the sky like goose feathers and snow, and each petal is in the shape of a perfect peach heart. Layers of waves crashed against the reef beneath his feet, rolling up white spray. Looking through the curtain of falling cherry blossoms into the distance, a huge whirlpool with a diameter of tens of thousands of tilts on the sea surface is slowly rotating. In the darkness of the night, the whirlpool should be as dark as the surrounding water, but at this moment, Yang Haohui can see every inch of the edge of the whirlpool. The starry sky was reflected on the surface of this pitch-black, huge whirlpool, slowly rotating with the direction of the water, pulling into countless circular streamers. It is a sea of starry skies, as if it can cleanse people's souls.

The beauty of the gods falls, and the mortal world is against the sky.

At this moment, Mo Meng's words sounded uncontrollably in Yang Haohui's mind.

"The Eastern Yuan Dynasty has a superb view, and the sea of stars is swirling. The voice of the girl behind woke up the sluggish Yang Haohui, "Do you like it?" Brother Yang. ”

Yang Haohui turned his head and wanted to thank Mo Meng...... It should have been, but he froze. At the same moment as he turned around, the first fireworks of the fireworks festival exploded in the sky, like a flower in full bloom.

The light of the fireworks reflected the girl in the dark night for a clear moment, and her familiar, reflecting the brilliance of the fireworks, like a halo, more than the magnificent eyes of the sea of stars.

No wonder he was asked to count down dozens of seconds, Mo Meng actually changed his outfit. She stood with her hands on her hands, her jet-black hair covering her ears and a long black tulle dress fluttering in the sea breeze. A silk ribbon was tied around her slender waist, and the wind chimes at the end of the ribbon also collided with the pleasant sound of the sea breeze. Obviously, I used to bother to dress up myself, but now all the makeup is fading at this moment. But the bright and holy beauty did not diminish in the slightest, Mo Meng tilted her head, a small face shrouded in a soft layer of light, her cherry-colored lips curved slightly, and she smiled.

At this moment, and only at this moment, she wants to face the boy in front of her with her original self.

Yang Haohui fell into a stupor again, as he saw a ...... clenched in Mo Meng's chest A small green box with a heart-shaped sticker.

In the dark, all the anomalies of the past few days have been answered at this moment. He had actually thought about it, but he didn't dare to admit it.

"Brother Yang, do you know? Mo Meng stretched out a finger as delicate as white and pointed to the cliff at the foot of Yang Haohui, "This is my favorite place, called 'Listening to the Tide Cliff'." Before it became my backyard, I heard that it was once a holy place for men and women in the Eastern Metaverse to fall in love. Couples confess their feelings to each other here, and let the sound of the waves serve as a testimony of their love. I also heard that because there is so much beauty left here, it will never rain. ”

"I love the cherry blossoms here. Mo Meng pointed to the surrounding cherry blossom trees, "It's called 'Eternal Love Sakura', this cherry blossom is redder and more pink than other varieties, and it is more like a human heart." ”

"I love fireworks. Mo Meng looked up at the sky, stood on tiptoe, and pointed with all her strength to the clear night sky, where it was blooming

"There is a rumor here that the men and women who witnessed the first fireworks together will love each other and spend their lives together." So I was in a hurry when I came, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch up. ”

"And this, I like it. Mo Meng pointed to the black gauze skirt tied around the wind chimes on her body, her eyes were nostalgic and gentle, "This is the ...... my mother left for me." The dowry, for the rest of my life, can only be worn to one person. ”

"I like this piece of jade too. Mo Meng pointed to the blood jade on his neck again, "This is my blood blood." When a girl in the Eastern Yuan world has a boy she wants to spend her life with, she will make a piece. That's the proof of a girl on our side who gave her heart to another person, and there is also a saying about it...... Painstaking efforts into white jade, this life with the king. ”

"And this, this, that ......" Mo Meng pointed to the things he loved one by one. The girl seems to have an endless love for this world, like a child who is eager to share her treasures with others.

Mo Meng said it for a long time before he finally finished speaking, and Yang Haohui also listened stupidly for a long time.

"This last one is my favorite. ”

Mo Meng's cheeks suddenly flew two reds, but his eyes were brighter than ever.

She pointed her last finger at Yang Haohui.

The sea breeze came at this moment, and thousands of falling cherry blossoms swept towards the sky. The girl took a deep breath and shouted with courage and seriousness towards the distant starry sky, towards the waves, towards the fireworks in the sky, and towards the world she loved.

"I like you!"

What should I say, what should I do, what is my expression now? I don't know, Yang Haohui has no energy to think. Everything in front of him was rapidly blurring, and the sky was full of fireworks, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

The sound of a heartbeat, too noisy.

He is not stupid, everything that has happened in recent days has already hinted, and he has imagined the scene in front of him more than once. But he didn't dare to believe it, and he didn't dare to think that another person would have a burning love for him.

Because he's a monster, a monster that no one should love.

So he only dared to be resigned to the status quo and didn't dare to confirm it, because he was afraid that even one ten-thousandth of his self-inflicted affection would make Mo Meng disgusted with himself, and he was also afraid that Mo Meng would mistake his dependence on himself for love. So he would tell himself over and over again not to go any further, and over and over again he would tell himself that it would be good...... But the moment Mo Meng's confession blurted out, these troubles disappeared. Everything he insisted on turned out to be so vulnerable.

Yang Haohui looked ahead, and the girl in black gauze gradually overlapped with the little beggar in the underground passage. As in the past, it was this girl who stretched out her hand to herself, a monster who was spurned by thousands of people, on that rainy night when he was about to be abandoned by the world.

All kinds of beautiful scenery are not as good as your smile.

The sea of stars swirling, the forest of cherry blossoms, and the sky of fireworks are not the best scenery of the Eastern Century.

Mo Meng, do you know? For me, the most beautiful scenery in the sky

It's you......

At this moment, all the stars were gone, and there was only her in my eyes. It was also at the same moment that Yang Haohui truly realized a fact that he had never dared to admit, but had always longed for...... He loved the girl in front of him so much.

The sea breeze is stronger, and the falling cherry blossoms are blown up to form pink waves. Mo Meng walked towards Yang Haohui, every step was extremely slow. Obviously, his cheeks were as red as blood, and his heartbeat was about to burst through his chest. But she still tried her best to look directly at Yang Haohui, and her eyes did not dodge.

It was the first time she loved a boy so much, and it was the first time she wanted to be so close to another person. From now on, there will be no second time.

The two were only a few steps away, but Mo Meng walked for a long, long time. Until the last step, she stopped in front of Yang Haohui, raised her head, and looked directly at the person she wanted to go to for the rest of her life.

Needless to say, Yang Haohui looked at Mo Meng's eyes as bright as stars, and clearly heard the inquiry conveyed in those eyes.

I like you, would you like to ...... Like me too?

She's waiting for an answer.

The last reason told Yang Haohui that he should refuse, Mo Meng had no reason to like herself, such a good girl should be matched with another better boy, she just mistook dependence for liking herself......

But even after thinking about it so much, his right hand involuntarily stroked Mo Meng's ear. Mo Meng's hair is so smooth and soft, and her light crimson cheeks are so dazzling......

The breathing of the two gradually became heavier, and Yang Haohui's left hand slowly reached into Mo Meng's slender waist, and slowly lowered his head to approach Mo Meng's cherry lips. Mo Meng didn't even have a symbolic refusal, she slowly closed her eyes, and her white lotus-like arms gently wrapped around Yang Haohui's neck. At this moment, the fireworks in the air reached the most **, and the flowers in the sky bloomed as if to congratulate this love, gorgeous and dazzling.

Yang Haohui's last sanity collapsed, maybe so...... Not bad, he couldn't help but think to himself. No matter how he and Mo Meng end, at least this moment is beautiful and beautiful...... That's enough.

"Young master. ”

A low baritone voice rang out out at an inopportune time.

Yang Haohui suddenly woke up, and his left hand, which was only the last inch away from embracing the girl into his arms, hovered in the air. He looked up in embarrassment and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and at the entrance of the cherry blossom forest, a middle-aged man in red featherweave was standing there. With him as the center, dozens of masked people in the same costume followed behind him in a "V" formation, like the wings spread out behind the man.

Mo Meng couldn't help but sigh lightly, she hesitated for a while, and slowly withdrew from Yang Haohui's arms.

"Brother Yang, don't be afraid, they are my retainers. Mo Meng smiled apologetically at Yang Haohui, and slowly turned around to face the fiery man with red feathers.

Just a few seconds ago, she was the shy and cute girl. But the moment he turned around, the smile disappeared, and Mo Meng's little face was expressionless. She looked at her retainers indifferently, obviously only a 12-year-old girl, but she looked like a queen who judged the army under her command.

"Fire, what's the matter?" Mo Meng said coldly.

The middle-aged man known as "Fire" and his subordinates all knelt down on one knee and pressed their right thumb against their hearts, making a "heart-to-heart oath" among the guards.

Huo bowed his head respectfully: "My subordinates heard that the young master had returned to the atrium, but he did not wait for the young master at home, so he searched everywhere. Just now, my subordinates reported that they found traces of the young master in the love cherry blossom forest, so I came to ask for peace. “

"I've already told my father that I'll be in the city for a few days, and you're too worried. Mo Meng frowned, "Besides, it's not like I haven't come back." ”

"Yes, but Mr. Mo Ye is not in the city, and his subordinates are worried about the safety of the young master. What's more......" Speaking of this, Huo raised his head and looked a little embarrassed, "My subordinates just heard about it...... Someone...... Someone tried to despise the young master, so he hurried to come to the rescue, but he didn't expect ......"

Needless to say, the words were more clear, because Yang Haohui saw the eyes of the fire staring directly at him.

Mo Meng was stunned for a moment, then immediately held his forehead, and couldn't cry or smile on his face: "Huo, you are usually good at everything, but your nerves are too hypersensitive." As she spoke, she pointed to Yang Haohui behind her, "My classmate, Brother Yang, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes......" Huo hurriedly handed over his hand, "Mistaking Mr. Yang for a prodigal son is really my poor discipline of my subordinates, but my subordinates are sincerely happy for the young master, and the young master's plan seems to have been achieved." “

Mo Meng's eyes widened suddenly, and she was about to stop drinking, but it was too late. She heard Yang Haohui's voice behind her: "You said the plan...... Does Mo Meng have any plans?"

The fire froze slightly, and his expression was strange: "Mr. Yang, you don't know?"

Yang Haohui shook his head, he really didn't know what he should know.

"Young Master's sacrifice, do you actually know nothing?" Huo suddenly frowned.

"Fire. Mo Meng drank lightly.

Huo watched Mo Meng be silent for a long time, and suddenly clenched his fists and bowed his waist: "Young master, my subordinates will receive their own punishment afterwards, but let me know without saying anything, it is difficult for my subordinates to do it." Your dedication, your hard work, Mr. Yang should be clear. ”

"What the hell are you going to say, what should I know?" Yang Haohui looked at Mo Meng, "What did Mo Meng sacrifice, and what are you hiding from me?"

Fire didn't answer, just raised his hand suddenly. At the moment when Mo Meng didn't react, a thick gray mist burst out of his hand, overwhelmingly surging towards Yang Haohui. The gray mist penetrated into Yang Haohui's seven orifices as if it had life, and he couldn't help but close his eyes subconsciously. When I opened my eyes again, everything around me had changed.

To be continued.......