Later, he heard a series of footsteps from far and near, and it was the most beautiful footsteps he had ever heard.

"Don't go yet." The distance of a few steps made her run out of breath.

Bo Zeyu did not speak, nor did he move to leave.

Mu Xiaoxiao held a bottle of wine out of the window, "This is the wine that my mother made for me before she died." "Daddy said that it was drunk when she got married. Now she took it out, not for anything else, but to give herself an explanation. The mother who has never met, you must bless this person, bless him to get out of the pain as soon as possible, it doesn't matter if he is not with me, as long as he is good.

The road ahead is too long, there are many uncertain factors, after today, what will happen to them tomorrow, no one knows.

"Would you like to taste it?" Mu Xiaoxiao cheered up and asked cautiously.

Bo Zeyu tilted her head sideways, and clearly saw that her hands were shaking. His cheeks were red, "Let go." ”

When Mu Xiaoxiao felt her other hand dragging the wine jug, she withdrew her hand with confidence, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She misses this kind of getting along so much.

'Gollum! Bo Zeyu poured it into his mouth desperately, the old wine was old, and the taste was mellow.

"Leave me some!" Mu Xiaoxiao stretched out two hands to gesture in the sky above him, and said a little anxiously, "I haven't drunk a sip yet." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao drank.

A few short scenes flashed through Bo Zeyu's mind.

- Yikes! Bo Zeyu, kneel down for me. Someone! Drag him down and beat him hard! Go pour tea, give me a back and pinch my feet, ah! If you are good, you will eat meat, and if you are not good, you will be beaten with meat. Why not kneel?

- Mu Xiaoxiao!

- Do you love me?

- I love you!

Bo Zeyu leaned against the wall and stood up groggy.

With his back to Mu Xiaoxiao, his tall and broad shoulders drooped slightly, and his left hand was slowly raised, carrying the wine jug.

Mu Xiaoxiao pouted sadly, can you not turn her back to me.

She couldn't say this sentence, after all, she started it first.

"Thank you." She took the flask from Bo Zeyu and lowered her eyes. He must have left, and after that, they had nothing to do with each other, put the flask at his feet, and when he looked up again, he was surprised to find that he was still there.

"Don't wonder what I'm dreaming about?" There was no confrontation, and he asked calmly.

Mu Xiaoxiao was afraid that he would leave, so she nodded in a panic and responded, "En." ”

He turned his back to Mu Xiaoxiao, so that she couldn't see the loneliness in his eyes, and pretended to be light, "I keep dreaming that you are gone, and I can't find you." It's obviously my dream, but I can only watch you leave, and there is nothing I can do. ”

Every word and sentence he said burned Mu Xiaoxiao's body and mind.

A bitterness rises from the bottom of my heart, and it is difficult to go away for a long time.

"Why are your dreams always so hard?" When she was with Bo Zeyu, she found out that he had been unable to sleep, and even if he fell asleep, he would wake up soon, and she had told her that she must let the prince sleep peacefully, but she didn't expect that she would become his biggest nightmare. "Then forget about it." Put grief on all unpleasantness, including me......

Let's forget about it.

Mu Xiaoxiao's trembling hands clinged to the windows on both sides, and slowly closed it with a little force.

Every last look counts.

From now on, we are strangers.

No, you treat me like a stranger.

I will pray for you every day and bless you every day until I die.

The cold wind rose, blowing Bo Zeyu's long hair.

Before the window is closed.

She heard clearly the words of the prince in the wind.

"Even if we are not happy in our dreams, then you have to come, every day, every day."

Mu Xiaoxiao's hand that closed the window rose and fell violently along his shoulders.

Every picture of the past keeps coming to mind.

Droplets of water fall from the mahogany.

She howled uncontrollably.

What to do? What are they going to do?

"Bo Zeyu!" Sensibility triumphs over reason.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who still had tears on her face, pushed open the window, hugged the back of Bo Zeyu's neck, and cried.

"I don't want to leave you......" The latter words she said were intermittent and insincere.

But she knew that needless to say, the prince also knew.

Don't see each other in a dream, she really wants to stay by his side.

Lovesickness is too bitter, and it is not easy to fall in love.

Bo Zeyu was originally going to go, he should have thrown off Mu Xiaoxiao's hand and left in style.

In the end, his hand shook in the air, but he still compromised and firmly grasped Mu Xiaoxiao's cool hand.

Today he drank a lot of alcohol, he was drunk.

Just indulge in it

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