Her dark blue cheongsam skirt swayed in a beautiful arc in the air, and her heart tightened and she was startled, "Ah! Lu Sijue, what are you doing? ”

"Hug in a circle."

Liu Yingluo's face flushed, young couples like to hug in circles, but how old are they!

"You put me down."

"Don't let it go!"

The two of them were arguing in the kitchen for a long, long time.

……

In the middle of the night, Lu Sijue fell asleep, and he had a long, long dream.

He dreamed again, Liu Yingluo jumped from the high platform of Gillian's room, and for twenty years after that, he had been looking for her and waiting for her.

Lu Sijue suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Reaching out and touching his side, he wanted to hug Liu Yingluo, but soon his hand stiffened, because his side was empty.

Liu Yingluo is gone.

Lu Sijue sat up suddenly, his eyes became confused, and he couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.

Liu Yingluo is gone again.

The happiness he had sought all his life was clearly close at hand, but it was still like a bubble, shattered.

In this life, he lost the love he loved.

The barrenness in his heart grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly he couldn't bear it, and he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

With a snap, he accidentally knocked over a cup.

Without shoes, he stepped on them barefoot, countless shards of glass pierced the soles of his feet, and as he took a step, the shards dug into the flesh.

"Yingluo!" He's calling.

No one answered.

"Yingluo..."

"Yingluo, where are you...""Yingluo..."

He shouted over and over again, and his own echo echoed in the empty room.

He twisted his head to look for it, and those deep, narrow eyes slowly lost focus, becoming hollow and pale.

He was like a lost child, and he was looking for him all over the world.

Looking for what?

Find his heart.

His heart was lost.

Opening the door of the room, he ran out, the man was dressed in black silk pajamas, and the cold wind of late autumn blew his pajamas gurgling.

The wind rises in the middle of the night, and the death comes.

His steps were very hurried and chaotic, without his previous calmness, he ran all the way, and the blood along the way, like a blooming poppy, a deadly demon.

Yingluo!

He's looking for his jewels.

At this time, a familiar and pleasant voice came from his ears, "Sijue." ”

Lu Sijue paused, quickly turned around, and a slender shadow came out of the darkness, Liu Yingluo.

Liu Yingluo was thirsty at night, but she got up to pour water, and soon she heard Lu Sijue's voice.

She walked over and did see him, and... His bloodstains along the way.

"Sijue, what's wrong with you?" Liu Yingluo walked over quickly.

Lu Sijue stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, burying his handsome face in her hair, "Yingluo, it turns out that you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time." ”

Lowering his head, he kissed her forehead and muttered, "Yingluo, I miss you." ”

He said, "Yingluo, I miss you."

It's really good to think about.

Twenty years have passed, and I miss you belatedly.

He hugged her tighter, tighter and tighter.

"Sijue, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well, your foot is injured, hurry up and let me see..."

The next second, Liu Yingluo's words came to an abrupt end, because she felt her cheeks moist and tears falling on her face.

He...

Liu Yingluo's pupils shrank.

Lu Sijue hugged her, although he hugged her tightly, his heart was still empty, and he didn't have any sense of security.