"He should be asleep...... I don't need me anymore, I have Xiaoqing by his side. Ye Feng stopped talking to himself, and then lay down asleep. The round beads conjured one dream after another, and the reality appeared in front of her eyes. The people of the past, the things of the past, have no chance in this life.

When the planks were stuck in front of the door piece by piece, it was closed, but the lights were not extinguished, and she still lingered at the low table, and that moment was a long time.

The rain sprinkled with stars, pieces of catkins, dripping flower buds, and the hesitant silent night turned into a warm summer day. When she came to the stall again, the flute was heard again, and the song sounded again, and the girl with the red shadow went to the double hairpin under the tent, and looked and looked, and they looked and looked, and each other's faces were so sunny.

The iron-gray light of the double swallow hairpin flashed between its gentle hair, "Little girl, you give me a penny." The kind bearded old man let go, and the red-eyed dancer explained. It was still half stopped, and since the rest of the road was going to continue, they chatted all the way to the west corridor of the lower place on the street, and a long dark corridor followed Ji Yu'er's footsteps, dispersing the red faint light, and the sunlight shone into the green leaves and flowers of the tent, which was extremely bright. "There are a few people here, either going to the pavilion for a drink or to the verandah to set up an old thing...... There is also a Mustang wrestling competition that is going to be held near the west corridor of the upper house. When Ye Mengzheng listened carefully, Ji Yu'er picked up the remaining glasses of wine and went down. She was about to say exactly, "Why did you pause just now?" Is something wrong? The drinking friend's face was strangely pale.

"I want to know about that young master." Ye Meng was stunned.

"That's right, after thinking about it for a while, the young master called the Wind Cliff is about to arrive, arrange something, hey, damn it, what kind of task is arranged, huh...... Lo and behold, notices have been posted in the far reaches of the city, with a mission written on them. Eh, why are you asking about him?"

Ye Meng couldn't say clearly, she didn't know what she was expecting.

"Well, it has nothing to do with me." After a cup of tea, she came to her senses again.

Looking at the signboard on the opposite wall, Ye Meng happily ordered two glasses of wine. He smiled at the pavilion chief at the counter, because looking at his outfit, he was dressed like a pavilion chief. The two cups were handed to the copper table with their hands separated, and the stool was also cold and boring like the pavilion chief's dialogue. "Please." Seeing through the fragrance floating at the bottom of the cup, it was like a glass of drunkenness, Ye Meng drank the top of the cup, but this was not a glass of wine, what it was, Ye Meng didn't know. "I'm full, so I don't drink anymore." Ji Yu'er slowly put her hands down the teapot, full of spring affection.

At the bottom of the dim corridor, someone's light footsteps walked through this pure land, and when the sun slowly rose, she sank her face and saw the person's approaching eyes, and Feng Xuanya's eyebrows flashed, he was calm and fearless. Immediately, Ye Meng's face close to his knife breath turned red with fright, his eyes became so clear and bright, he flashed, his eyes at least didn't care at all, his dead face was deeply left in Ye Meng's deep memory, and the thing that flashed at the bottom of her sea was his shadow that was closed for a while, and there was a smile.

Several figures behind Feng Duanya disappeared, and Ji Yu'er, who followed, asked all of them: "Aren't you blushing with fear?" Then she took a heavy cup of copper wine and drank it, her throat felt so hoarse, "Could it be, he's your dish?" However, Feng Duanya is the young master of Wuzhuang, but he is the young master of Wuzhuang! No way! Ji Yu'er immediately got drunk, and I don't know if it was the strength of last night's wine that surged up all of a sudden. Shut up, you should be drunk too. Ye Meng muttered to herself, and the dancing girl beside her suddenly woke up and opened her face. After a pause, Ye Meng was frightened: "Oh! I'm sorry, I mean my miserable state. "But it's still calm. This calm lasted until midnight, when Ye Meng dragged her to the bed in the inn. After an hour, she sneaked out and sneaked into the underground of Wuzhuang. The light of the moon had not yet dispersed, and a dim light spread over the entire boxes of fetish. The hairpin in her hair has not yet emitted the same light as the pearl of the night.

She opened the box and was immediately dragged into it by a pair of teenagers' hands. At this moment, her hairpin emitted a green light, and Ye Meng immediately recognized the person in front of her, it was none other than Qiao Nan, who she had been thinking about for a long time. She shouted pleasantly, "Jonan." The name reached the young man's ears at this time, and his strange gaze was unmistakable, shooting straight into her delicate face.

There was a dark gaze in the box with two teenagers, and the space between her and him was also very narrow, she squatted and sat down, looking at him with a gaze that reflected the hope in her eyes, and she asked, "Can you answer me if I can light your last bit of light?" Suddenly, I got closer and closer to my footsteps, and I gradually held my breath. He immediately rushed over and kissed her on the lips, and when the person left, he hesitated, "Please don't make a sound." I saw that where the entrance of the cave behind was lit, a dark and shiny red snake arched its body, Ye Meng's breathing became more and more rapid, his heartbeat became faster and faster, the smell of sulfur on the waist of the wind forced away the snake, he slowly let go of his hand, looking at her eyes, he seemed to recall a familiar familiarity, he retreated five inches, her eyes shot back, making him inexplicably heartbroken, gradually falling asleep, dawn shone on their faces, at this moment they found themselves on the water, sparkling, the sound of water, Boxes and boxes were passed to the waterfront one after another, and the floating aquatic plants finally rose and fell. They got out and crawled to the shore in a daze.

"Why did you save me last night? Don't you know that I'm there for a purpose? Ye Meng echoed happily. From a distance, the wind broke his hair and blew away his thoughts, "I don't understand, you are just an outsider in all this, and you have nothing to do with the fate of Wuzhuang." Yes, you're just a little girl, let's go! I don't want to see you again. A sentence touched Ye Meng's heart, sad tears rolled out, each other's wind blew their hair, she turned around and walked towards a path, setting up a galloping horse under the locust tree and driving slowly, she thought along the way: "Why, why, you want to do this to me, almost said: 'Qiao Nan, you are really a fool with no memory.'" She really cried, crying to tears. came to the plank road, "Pavilion chief, we meet again, can you order a drink and food, and accompany the little girl to talk about it?" Of course, girl, what bothered you......"

Coming to the gate of Yancheng, next to a wide bridge, the dusty hanging roof stood next to her heart, she had a ghost idea, determined to follow him for the rest of her life, not only as her friend, but also as a single knight. The dark horse she entrusted to the pavilion chief, as soon as she came, she immediately ran, and since then the rivers and lakes have wandered, still by the rain and wind of her life, in these fragmented years, she really thinks too much.

She waited all night on the pillar, and suddenly a carriage finally drove to the bottom of her eyes, the yellow tent made her see through the bottom, jumped off the carriage from the bridge and looked at the empty seat, she was once again pulled into the curtain by the wind, he saw her thoughts, and when the horse passed into the yellow forest, he got rid of her hard, and the leaves fell, spilling between her hair, she stopped on the ground, motionless, and quickly hugged Qiao Nan in front of her, he was moved, but still ...... His hands broke free of the person leaning on his shoulder, the rain was flying, and it was dripping, beside the carriage, Ye Meng's wet body suddenly collapsed, a burst of heartbreak, a burst of loneliness. Her soaked tears poured down on the ground in the leap of the rain splashing flowers, the wind broke the rain in the water and hugged her frozen limbs, she was most afraid of the cold, the cold.

Under the canopy, by the river, the sun is setting. Ye Meng opened her eyes to touch the coming starlight, and it descended in her eyes, revealing an exceptionally handsome and extraordinary beauty. The young man was looking at her, there was a group of tadpoles swimming at the bottom of the boat, and the aquatic plants were holding the heart of the setting sun, she leaned on the bow of the boat and smiled, "The flowers have fallen, the rain has fallen...... The sun is about to set. The voice drifted into the young man's heart like a song, and his eyes were full of affection, "But the wind has not fallen, and my thoughts will not fade away with its departure." She stood up, facing the glow on one side and him on the other, her fighting spirit burning in her heart, and in front of her, he was running with the black horse to the distance of chasing the light.

Ye Feng stopped crying......

He's not Jonan, is he? He said that he was one of Jonan's relatives, and she believed it, falling into despair while believing it. He looked at him coldly, because he didn't know Ye Meng at all; He lied to her because he couldn't bear it for a while. The night before I went to chase her, I understood everything about her.

But...... The feeling he gave her was the same as the feeling Qiao Nan gave her, and this feeling was hidden in the bottom of her heart and would not change anything.