When the snowflakes dispersed, the clouds went and the moon came, and there were two people left in the nightless wilderness.

The ground was extremely dry, and there were still traces of snowflakes.

Everything was like a dream, except for the round table that had been cut open and the gold coins that were piled all over the floor.

Nearly one-third of those gold coins were cut in two, and the sword in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli came from ten zhang away, and only the sword wind swept the round table, and then the golden pagoda and the round table above were split in two.

The self-proclaimed love of money did not take the gold coins with him, neither did the green flame and the light flame.

And the princess of the sea also left them here, and only those who are here can collect them.

Xingxi stood there calmly, like a silver sculpture in the moonlight.

At this time, the fourth year of Qingli was sitting on the ground without care, and he was putting gold coins into his bag one by one.

There are so many gold coins that they can be stacked into a golden pagoda, and the reason why they are one by one instead of a handful is because of the different pleasures they bring.

It's like the fun of Ou Ye piling up golden pagodas one by one to kill time.

Xiao Jiu and Ge Sheng originally also had the ownership of the gold coins, but after Her Royal Highness the princess refused on behalf of the boy, they could only hold their pockets alone in the fourth spring of Qingli, count the gold coins, and be self-sufficient.

He was not short of money, but the feeling of counting the gold coins in his bag was a pleasure in itself.

In the moonlight, the prince who counts the money and the killer who stands still is a very magical but interesting picture in itself.

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In the boundless darkness, the blue-haired girl brushed her toes over the dewy narrow blades of grass, and took the boy's hand and walked in the wilderness under the stars, as if the two of them had existed since the birth of this world.

Because it is late autumn, there are still fireflies flying in the wilderness, cicadas chirping endlessly, wild flowers are blooming, and the moonlight is faint.

From the poisoning of the day, to the end of the snow in the dark night.

It was the longest day of the two children's lives.

However, at this time, they finally lived through all this, and walked in this wilderness holding hands alive.

The girl walked silently, her delicate and slightly cool little hands trembling slightly in the boy's hands, and the boy noticed this and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

The girl left a smiling silhouette in the darkness and did not answer, but only sped up.

The two men began to run in the wilderness, the sound of the wind whistling in their ears.

The boy touched the delicate and complex heartstrings of the blue-haired girl at his fingertips at the moment in such a run, and that genuine warm emotion came from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart.

"You're happy, aren't you?" The boy on the run used an affirmative tone.

The girl nodded her head heavily in the air, a feeling that you were smart.

It's just that the boy can't see it, and the girl's face is as sincere and pure as the transparent and warm smile of the morning light.

At that time, they would not have imagined that they would run in this ancient land in such a way for so long, so long that it would be throughout their lives.

Encounter, these two words themselves have an incomprehensible beauty.

But none of this has anything to do with boys and girls at this time.

They're just running.

The girl is running with the boy.

In the only time in your life where you can ignore your gender identity, run hand in hand in the starlit wilderness.

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When it's most dangerous, come back to this lodge.

The mother said this to Xiao Jiu.

But for various reasons, the most dangerous situation came, but Xiao Jiu couldn't come.

At this time, however, the little blue-haired girl hid in the shadows of the building, silently looking at the panting boy.

She sent all the way and finally reached the finish line.

And then there's parting. So she was a little silent.

After looking at each other in silence for a long time, the boy finally spoke.

"I've known each other for so long, and you only told me to call you Xiao Jiu."

"Although I know that you are the Ninth Princess, I also know that your surname is Ye."

"But I don't know your name yet."

This time the girl was not silent, and an extremely crisp and clear note spat out from the plain lips that had never been opened, as if a condensation bead fell to the ground, and the jade sound sounded from the spring.

"Green."

Since the meeting, the girl has only spoken twice.

One was to thank you in front of the igloo, and the second time was to say your name.

After speaking, Ye Qing seemed to sense something, and raised his finger to write in the void.

"See you tomorrow, good dreams."

When the last stroke of the word "good dream" was drawn, Ge Sheng heard a clear sound behind him.

When I turned around, I found that it was Uncle Wu who was on duty at home, dressed in white linen clothes, carrying a big red lantern in his hand, but the wound was still wrapped in a snow-white bandage, but it didn't seem to hinder walking, and I was not surprised to see Ge Sheng: "Young master, you are back, Mrs. Yingming, sure enough, the young master will come back by himself." ”

Ge Sheng answered, and peeked into the corner where the girl was standing, only to get the empty darkness, and even the words written on the ground disappeared.

Uncle Wu sniffed the slightly moist air in the backyard vigorously, and wondered: "Obviously there are no flowers blooming, why is it so fragrant?" ”

Ge Sheng's heart suddenly suddenly, and he grabbed Uncle Wu's sleeve with his hand: "Uncle Wu, take me to see my mother, she must be dying in a hurry." ”

"Okay." Uncle Wu responded and slowly walked towards the inner hall.

Outside the fence of the backyard, the blue-haired girl stood quietly in the night, her eyes fixed on the hand holding the boy, shook her head and smiled, turned and floated down the hill.

In the inner hall of Fengmian Villa, An Ning waited there.

It was late, but she still hadn't slept.

The blue-haired girl looked so beautiful, but she was so beautiful that she was haggard and tired.

"Do you blame me?" An Ning watched Uncle Wu bring in Ge Sheng, then closed the door and left, and suddenly asked Ge Sheng.

This mother is usually so gentle and charming, but at this time there is a bit of a sharp taste, so sharp that Ge Sheng is a little unfamiliar.

Ge Sheng shook his head slowly.

The danger of tonight was beyond Ge Sheng's imagination, but he guessed something from other people's words, so he was silent, so he understood.

"I thought I could change the world, until I realized that I couldn't even protect anyone."

"That's why I named you Ge Sheng, just hoping that you can live. Just be happy and healthy. ”

"So the things I teach you are all things that can help you live happily."

An Ning taught Ge Sheng an encyclopedia of mathematics, which was enough to explore the world on her own.

An Ning taught Ge Sheng housework and cooking, which was enough to take care of her own life.

In An Ning's vision, Ge Sheng can live on his own, whether he is a bookkeeper or a chef.

He can take care of his life, material and spiritual.

As long as this is the case, there will be no regrets in your life.

An Ning created this island for Ge Sheng, an island cut off from the world.

Even Qingyi could only retreat after learning the true identity of this lady.

But she couldn't stop Ge Sheng from going out and getting in touch with his own life.

"But every boy grows up one day." An Ning said with a smile, looking at her son: "The child has grown up." ”

"I'm not happy, but I'm happy." An Ning said slowly, leaning down and gently rubbing Ge Zhu's hair: "Hey, Ge Sheng, do you know? When you think about what you get, you must first learn what to give up, and the more you give up, the more you will get. ”

The mother softly called out his name.

"If you're willing to give up, in exchange, I'll show you how to gain power."

Ge Zhu looked at her mother, who didn't seem to have changed much, but An Ning's tone at this time was inexplicably sentimental and serious.

"Give up what?" Ge Sheng asked tentatively.

An Ning smiled lightly: "You'll never know what you've given up until you get it." ”

"Would you like to? Ge Sheng. ”

She still didn't use the warm title of giving birth.