Situ is no longer able to be angry, unwilling, demanding, or even desperate, he only has distress in his eyes, only pity remains, what he has worked so hard to care for in this life, but he has been pushed away and fallen down again and again, until he falls to pieces, and is still in the mud, covered with burning flames, which makes her feel painful.

"Man'er, it's okay, it's okay......"

Situ held Lan Keman's injured palm, and didn't dare to move a bit, just muttered at the pale and pretty face that frowned on the tip of his eyebrows, and muttered panicked comfort again and again.

Lan Keman, who was sleeping, dreamed of the same face again, and dreamed of the woman who Yin Yin called for herself, the darkness in the dream was boundless, wrapping Lan Keman's legs and entangled Lan Keman's hair, so that she couldn't escape or take off......

Lan Keman's eyes were confused, and she responded to Situ's call slightly, as if she had a very long dream, and as if she had not dreamed of anything......

It seemed that she heard other women also calling her very kindly, and it seemed that the voice was the voice of her mother Chu Lian......

It was as if she was in a crisp bamboo forest, she seemed to be with a Xuanmo-like civet cat, but she couldn't see it clearly, only saw the brilliant sunlight flowing through the bamboo leaves, she couldn't catch the figure, only heard the lazy sound of "meow", and the slightest laughter rippled in her ears......

Lan Keman closed his eyes again and groggily, the cedar snow melted outside the window, ticking softly, Lan Keman instantly sank into a dark dream, and in the dream he heard a familiar little song singing:

"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place, and they seem to be paid to the broken wells and decay. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the joy of the courtyard is the house! Morning and twilight rolls, clouds and clouds; The rain silk wind film, the smoke wave painting the boat - Jinping people look at this Shaoguang cheap!

……

On the shore of lakes and mountains, on the banks of lakes and mountains, clouds and rain linger. Outside the carved fence, outside the carved fence, the red turns the cui. provoke the bee and butterfly love. The upper edge of the three-life stone is not due to dreams. There was a burst of Huaxu, and the rain fell. ”

The familiar music card, Lan Keman listened and listened, and unconsciously a line of tears gradually slipped down with the song in the dream, and suddenly looked back, the figure of Ling Xingyue in the dream once again clearly walked towards him, and Lan Keman looked at him blankly with two lines of tears.

"Don't be afraid! Man'er, I will always be, no matter the rain and clouds, Shaoguang for a thousand years, I will eventually find you, guard you, protect you, you will never lose my ......"

Ling Xingyue in the dream caressed her heart so truly, saying the same affectionate words, Lan Keman fell asleep unconsciously, but suddenly saw a cold woman walking slowly, as if she didn't see herself at all, prostrate on Ling Xingyue's shoulder.

Lan Keman tried hard to open his eyes to see who was coming, but was vigorously pushed into the distance by Ling Xingyue, only to feel Ling Xingyue turn around with a smile, smile softly at the cold woman, and then lean over and kiss the woman's lips......

"Ling Xingyue, what are you doing?!"

Lan Keman in the dream was in pain, struggling hard to break free from the dark smoke cloud that was drifting faintly again, and wanted to reach out and pull up Ling Xingyue's arm, but when her fingertips were about to touch the shirt, Ling Xingyue suddenly turned her face, and on her handsome and fair cheeks, she actually took advantage of the two blood-red vertical pupils to stare at Lan Keman who was about to pull her angrily......

With a cold chill, Lan Keman suddenly opened his eyes, and a handsome face in front of him was looking at him gently, and the temperature of his eyebrows and eyes was still warm and sincere.

"Ling Xingyue, have you come back to see me? Are you back? Is it no longer gone? You don't want to kiss the woman in your dreams, okay? ”

Lan Keman's heart jumped violently, a series of questions in her mind instantly wanted to pop out of her head, and she scrambled to ask herself first, but Lan Keman couldn't open her mouth, she only felt that her throat was tight, and she was extremely sleepy, nightmares, and pain, so that she could no longer hold her head up, but just leaned out of her soft wrist, broke free from the slight palm shackles of the blurred figure in front of her, trembled and wrapped it around the neck of the blurred figure in front of her, and pulled the back of his head down with force, leaning against her lips.

Then Lan Keman was a little feverish and seemed to be confused and snuggled up, at this moment, the figure suddenly felt Lan Keman's small hands wrapped in white coarse cloth resting on the neck of his cheeks, and couldn't help but tremble, Lan Keman thought that the coarse cloth of the wound on her hand hurt the shadow, and immediately wanted to pull it out.

As soon as Lan Keman's body moved, the palms of the figure bowing his head and hugging her shoulders immediately followed, the shadow sighed a little, and the breath trembled over Lan Keman's ear flaps, Lan Keman suddenly felt a little numb, and the skin on the side of his neck was like a crispy fruit that had just come out of the pot, and it would break into pieces when he touched it.

The figure lowered his head and muttered to prevent Lan Keman from leaving, the muttering thin lips gently touched Lan Keman's ear, and at some point, Lan Keman's painful little hand was already trembling and a little depressed, and through the clothes, it seemed that he wanted to absorb the joy on the neck and cheeks of the blurred figure.

Slowly, Lan Keman's body was a little tired and stiff, so he closed his eyes slightly, and murmured to the shadow:

"Don't leave me again, okay?"

Then his eyes reddened, and he retracted his hands, trying to get himself out of that embrace a little.

The deep affection in the figure's eyes was instantly ignited, he grabbed the back of Lan Keman's head with his left hand, asking her not to be too tired, and his right hand gently and affectionately held up Lan Keman's delicate and white chin, leaned down and puffed the delicate and soft lips in front of him.

The slow passage of time is like a long gonghou whimpering.

Lan Keman was a little startled, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask something, but he vaguely felt that this kiss seemed to be different from the previous Ling Xingyue, but the light was blocked by that figure, and his eyes were confused and difficult to open, and there seemed to be only the soft warmth and the pair of powerful hands on the back of his head and cheeks between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Lan Keman woke up from this dizzy light kiss, opened his eyes, and saw the figure looking down at her in a daze, confused and blurred, the face seemed to change from Ling Xingyue to Situ's elegant cheeks, and then, Lan Keman was frightened, just wanted to get up and take a closer look, but he faced the lake full of water in front of him, full of water, as if he was about to burst the embankment at any time, completely melting her.

Lan Keman, who had never eaten any food, had experienced so many things, and when he had just struggled to get up, he was hit by a greater dizzy darkness, and in an instant, Lan Keman was about to fall again.