Du Ruo felt that he was fluttering, obviously he didn't cast a spell, but it was as if he was already hanging in the air.

The little black monster on the side screamed.

Following the direction of the voice, Du Ruo happened to see Fat Tiger's innocent expression.

There was a bit of trance in this expression, but its strange pupils were bright and scary.

Before Xiao Hei could speak, Fat Tiger hurriedly defended, "I, I didn't mean to shoot him on purpose, I just wanted to, I just wanted to touch him." ”

Du Ruo realized that Xiao Hei on the side was suffering at this time. Its originally dark head, without a trace of stray hair, faintly left a few thin gray-white traces. On the stone table in front of him, a few strands of black hair were sparsely displayed.

Du Ruo was stunned, and then looked at the fat tiger.

Fat Tiger shook his head vigorously, "I, I really didn't mean to, I, I just want to touch Brother Xiaohei." After saying that, he seemed to be unable to control his claws again, and stroked Xiao Hei's head.

This time, fortunately, Xiao Hei was vigilant and hid in time. Du Ruo clearly saw that the fat tiger was stretching out his pointed nails, and there was still a faint yellow-brown light flowing on the nails.

Xiao Hei raised his eyes and looked at Qingyun, and when he saw him shaking his head, he could only walk aside unwillingly, his eyes full of grievances. He was so wronged this time, if Qingyun hadn't allowed it, he would have taken it back a long time ago.

"Poof," Du Ruo couldn't control himself, Xiao Hei's appearance was too funny.

"Fat Tiger, do you want to touch him like this. Du Ruo stretched out his hand and poked it into the head of Qingyun beside him.

The hand was amputated before it was a third of the way.

Qingyun forgot that Du Ruo was just a mortal now. This immortal wine is boiled with yang fire, and all the effects are volatilized, and without immortal power, you will naturally get drunk in one sip.

Du Ruo only felt that the green clouds in front of him were like a thin veil wrapped in a tent, which was obviously close in front of him, but it was obviously a little illusory, like a flower in the moon mirror in the water.

She struggled to pull her hand away from his grasp and reached for his face.

The skin on Du Ruo's face was like a cold piece of jade, and after touching the essence, Du Ruo's heart slowly let go of a little.

She remembered that day on the altar, Qingyun walked so urgently, she didn't even have time to chase him. Suddenly, an inexplicable sadness surged up from the bottom of my heart. "Don't leave in the future. Subconsciously, Du Ruo said this.

Qingyun was stunned and replied, "I won't." After speaking, he held Du Ruo's other hand.

Du Ruo's hand gently touched his eyebrows.

Qingyun's eyebrows didn't look as delicate to the touch, they were thick and black, and they were hard and a little piercing in the palms.

The bridge of his nose is particularly straight, his lips are soft, and he has a little stubble on his chin, and he has some prickly hands.

He was so good-looking that Du Ruo couldn't take his eyes off.

She felt that his attraction to her did not come from good-looking flesh and skin, but an intuition that guided her, allowing her to find him accurately even if she lost her memory or even lost herself.

Du Ruo felt that his eyes were a little moist.

Qingyun's voice was a little low and vague, he seemed to be calling her, and he seemed to be talking to himself, "Biluo, Bi'er, Du Ruo, fat girl." ”

These are all hers.

She felt a little uncomfortable, she didn't know anything, these names were just symbols without temperature to her.

Qingyun is an introverted person, and he rarely exposes his emotions.

He had waited too long, suffered too long.

She didn't know that in her ignorance, for a long time, he sat alone in front of the window of the side hall blowing the mountain wind, and she didn't know that in the more than ten years when she lost her memory, he sat alone on the altar at the bottom of the Yihu Lake, counting the hours, and spent countless days and nights.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? But if you really love each other, of course you can't stay with each other all the time.

Du Ruo couldn't remember how many words she said in a daze that day. In fact, many words are meaningless, and even have no logic, she will say whatever comes to her mind. She leaned close to him, holding her palms against his palms.

Xiao Hei playfully grabbed the drunk fat tiger with his mouth and dragged him to the cabin next to the kitchen to rest.

Du Ruo only felt that he had been lying on the clouds, a little unreal, a little trance. But she could clearly hear the sound of snow falling outside the Falling Cloud Temple, and even the sound of beasts coming out to forage for food stepping on the snow.

But she just couldn't make out Qingyun's whispered voice in her ear. She couldn't hear clearly, but he was clearly beside her.

She shook her head and simply leaned into his arms.

Qingyun was stunned, and Du Ruo clearly heard a slight sigh.

Qingyun held her whole in his arms.

She didn't understand why he was sighing, but he did.

The wind was blowing outside, and the copper bells at the corners of the eaves were jingling in the wind, and the thin snow flakes were dancing, and even blew into this partial hall.

Du Ruo shrunk, and Qingyun subconsciously hugged her.

Du Ruo's voice was very soft, a little ethereal, and seemed to be able to spread far and wide through the snow, "When I first arrived in Luofu Mountain, I didn't want to get back my memory, I just lived with my grandmother step by step, and then I saw you transformed by the giant snake, so I was some, some curious about my past, I wanted to know who you were." I feel that some things are predestined, even if I lose my memory again, I will still find you again. Do you know? You know what?" Du Ruo asked twice, she wanted him to know.

Qingyun hugged her tightly and replied softly, "I know, of course I know." ”

Du Ruo quietly buried his head in his chest and raised the corners of his mouth to chuckle. Qingyun's body had a faint smell of sunlight, and she felt warm and secure.

Du Ruo finally fell asleep, the wine was too intense for her without fairy power.

She slept soundly and didn't dream anything.

Qingyun carried her to the smoky bed and put her on the quilt.

He sat quietly in front of the bed, his eyes were full of warmth, and he looked at her for a long time. He paced to the window, thoughtful.