For many days after that, Zheng Xian'er was unable to see Lou Que again. Even on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he just went home for a reunion dinner, and then hurried back to the academy.

I heard that he slept in the academy these days.

It looked like he was avoiding her.

This is not surprising. Originally, he used her as a stand-in for the "old man" to get along, but when he suddenly found out that it wasn't, he naturally felt a little awkward.

When he talked about the old things that night, he actually cried, obviously with deep affection, and it was better for him to remember it seriously for a while.

He is not there, and she is also happy and quiet, so that she will not think about him and him every day like a resentful woman.

You see, a woman without a conscience is like this. Whatever you say about love and love, in fact, it's just carnal desire.

It was a strange misunderstanding that he would regard her as his "old friend". Since he couldn't even remember the woman's face, how could he think she was familiar?

In the end, he just made an excuse for himself to indulge in pleasure.

Zheng Xian'er occasionally envied the "old man" in Lou Que, but she only stopped at envy. If she was asked to replace the woman, she would never will.

The so-called "love" in the play, which is lingering and sympathetic to life and death, she is afraid of it, how can she take the initiative to cause such trouble?

She doesn't have an "old friend", she really doesn't.

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The candlelight flickered, and Zheng Xian'er sat up from the bed with a "whirl".

What's going on? Desperately told himself not to think about him, but when he was half-asleep and half-awake, his eyes were full of him.

Even the confession of himself in his sleep is all "I don't miss him at all".

If you don't want to, you don't want to, what's the point of chattering?

It's really evil!

Tomorrow is the day when the torii is completed. Zheng Xian'er patted her head and forced herself to sleep.

I heard that when the time comes, there will be some virtuous and respected village ladies and relatives who will come to congratulate them. If she goes out with a pair of dark circles under her eyes, what will she look like!

It's the third watch, Zheng Xian'er desperately counted "one, two, three, four" in her heart, and fell asleep in a daze.

In dreams, there is no peace.

Splitting headaches. His body seemed to be completely out of his control, and he had no one to rely on, and he didn't know whether he was lying on the water or floating in the clouds.

Severe pain, pressure, burning, fear.

She instinctively wanted to escape, but in vain.

I heard some strange sounds in my ears, and it seemed to come from my own throat. And then there was an unfamiliar breath and a low roar, with a burning breath lingering over her cheeks—like some ferocious beast.

Could it be that he was lost in the mountains and forests and became the prey of fierce beasts?

Zheng Xian'er was anxious and afraid, her brain was dizzy, and she couldn't figure out a clue.

She opened her eyes with all her might, only to see the moonlit screen, a red shadow flickering in front of her.

Later, there seemed to be a person in sight, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

She couldn't see clearly, but she could gradually feel that her hands seemed to be climbing his shoulders, and her legs were wrapping around his waist. Skin-to-skin, intimacy.

Zheng Xian'er was so shocked that she opened her mouth to call for help, but her throat seemed to be on fire, dry and burning, so that she just wanted to scream.

Strange love tide - no, not strange now. The overwhelming tide of love ruthlessly swallowed her reason, she was angry, she hated, she was desperate and painful, but she clearly felt that she was becoming more and more powerless.

She hated to turn into a ghost and tear apart everything she could see with her venomous claws!

"Let me ...... Die! She finally roared as hard as she could.

When I opened my eyes, it was a familiar bed tent, a familiar room, and the white sunlight shone in through the window, dazzling people.

A piece of incense ash fell lightly and lay down in the incense burner.

It's like the nightmare just now, like those unbearable pictures in the dream - sooner or later it will be buried, don't worry.

It was already dawn, and there was already a sound of blowing and noise in the distance.

The archway of chastity was completed, and the Lou family feasted guests.

INTERVIEWER It's a good day.