"You disciple." Leng Yunyan smashed the thing on his waist at him, and then ran away.

"Little girl, remember, my name is Xiao Luo." Leng Yunyan only wanted to escape, but the sound of Xiao Luo echoed in her ears like a magic barrier.

After entering the stone cave, Leng Yunyan threw the little fox out, the little fox stood firmly on the stone bed, looking at her dissatisfied, Leng Yunyan walked into the inner cave and found a crimson dress to change into.

The clothes on her body were already soaked when Xiao Luo pulled them into the spring water, and she cursed Xiao Luo in a low voice.

Leng Yunyan looked at his somewhat sore feet, and couldn't help complaining, "It's all because of that inexplicable Xiao Luo, my feet are scratched!" Leng Yunyan, who was in a panic, didn't even wear shoes, so he had to find a pair of embroidered shoes to put on.

Leng Yunyan put her wet clothes on the bamboo pole, rubbed her sore shoulders, and took a hot spring to relax, but Xiao Luo was even more tired, she stuffed the little fox in her arms and lay on the bed heavily, the little fox was very dissatisfied with Leng Yunyan's rude behavior, and pushed her with a small fox claw.

Leng Yunyan's hand was casually on her waist, as if she wanted to hold something, but it was empty, but she suddenly sobered up, her blood jade.

Leng Yunyan got up in a panic, and never reached it after rummaging through the stone cave, she sat on the ground weakly, thinking carefully about where she had been today.

When was the jade pendant lost, and was it taken away by Chu Yufeng when he left? No, when I went to the hot spring today, Leng Yunyan deliberately hung the jade pendant on his waist, and the hot spring, damn it, must have been used to smash Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo. How should Leng Yunyan retrieve the jade pendant that belonged to her from the damn Xiao Luo's hands.

"Damn the Down." Leng Yunyan cursed in a low voice.

"Young Master, why should you die?" Xiao Luo's voice suddenly remembered Leng Yun's cigarette butt, and she was startled.

"You are a disciple, you dare to enter my boudoir." Leng Yunyan stretched out his hand to hit him, but his wrist was grabbed.

"Are you also a boudoir here?" It was a teasing rhetorical question, but it aroused Leng Yunyan's sadness.

"yes, how can I count as a woman's boudoir here?" Leng Yunyan couldn't help laughing out into tears, Xiao Luo was right, this was just a naturally formed stone cave.

Looking at the crying Leng Yunyan, Xiao Luo reached out and wiped away her tears, "Little girl, don't cry, it's not beautiful if you cry." ”

Leng Yunyan looked at him and said like a ghost: "Am I beautiful?" ”

"Beauty." He carefully wiped Leng Yunyan's tears, but Leng Yunyan pushed him away with all his strength, he frowned incomprehensibly, but only heard Leng Yunyan's crying hysterical voice. "Liar, you are all liars, if I am beautiful, how can my mother rather drink wine than look at me more, if I am beautiful, how can my father cruelly abandon me in the icy mountains and let me fend for myself."

Leng Yunyan didn't know how embarrassed she was crying, she only knew that Xiao Luo held her tightly in her arms, and seemed to use all her strength to turn into a soft sentence, "I, Xiao Luo, will never lie to you in this life." ”

At that time, the vows of youth were made so easily.

"Really?" His words, like redemption, burned away all the gloom of Leng Yunyan's childhood.

"Seriously!" Leng Yunyan smiled, a bit of a conspiracy.

"If you Xiao Luo will never lie to me Yun Qianrou in this life, then one day, no matter when and where, I Yun Qianrou can unconditionally agree to Xiao Luo's one thing."

Maybe young people are like this, everything has to be exchanged for equal value.

This year, Leng Yunyan was ten years old and Xiao Luo was twelve years old.

In the decades that followed, Xiao Luo fulfilled his youthful vow, and never deceived Yun Qianrou word by word, and Yun Qianrou ......

Xiao Luo coaxed Leng Yunyan to sleep, and when she opened her eyes, Xiao Luo was still by her side, "You're awake." ”

"Hmm." Relatively silent, no one knows how to break the embarrassment.

"It's time for me to go, I'll see you tomorrow." Xiao Luo's voice fell on Leng Yunyan's ears.

"Hmm." The sound of a response is considered a response.

Xiao Luo would come to Leng Yunyan almost every day, and after coming and going, they also became friends, Leng Yunyan's impression of Xiao Luo was no longer a prodigal son, he was Leng Yunyan's first friend in his life.

Xiao Luo never asked Leng Yunyan about his life experience, just as Leng Yunyan didn't ask Xiao Luo, it seems to have become an unwritten habit.

Leng Yunyan often takes Xiao Luo to the Peach Blossom Forest, Xiao Luo stands in the Peach Blossom Forest, Leng Yunyan can't find the throbbing brought to her by Chu Yufeng at all, and she only has a sense of intimacy with Xiao Luo Leng Yunyan.

"Why do you like peach blossoms?" After Leng Yunyan took Xiao Luo to the Peach Blossom Forest for sixteen consecutive days, Xiao Luo couldn't help but ask.

"Ten miles of peach blossoms, endless gorgeousness, just like young love, why don't I like it?" Leng Yunyan asked Xiao Luo rhetorically, she thought that Xiao Luo would be speechless, but after he was silent for a while, he slowly spoke.

"Peach blossoms are cool and thin, shallow and soft, peach blossoms are not suitable for you." His serious words would only make Leng Yunyan angry.

"The peach blossoms are gorgeous, how can they be cold." Leng Yunyan looked at him with great dissatisfaction.

"Light and soft, any flower can match you, but this peach blossom can't." Before he could finish speaking, Leng Yunyan pushed him heavily, he fell to the ground heavily, and Leng Yunyan left angrily.

Leng Yunyan silently counted the number of walks she walked, and after walking nine steps, she found that Xiao Luo did not catch up, Leng Yunyan was angry and did not look back, when she walked out of ninety-nine steps, Xiao Luo still did not catch up, Leng Yunyan turned back angrily, he was lying on the ground, and bright red flowers bloomed on his brain.

Leng Yunyan almost rushed over, his head hit the stone on the ground, blood kept gushing out, Leng Yunyan panicked, he was so stupid that he covered it with his hand, but he couldn't cover it.

The blood seemed to awaken some uneasy factors in Leng Yunyan's body, looking at the blood, she had a feeling of hunger, Leng Yunyan bit down on Xiao Luo's neck fiercely, and the blood spread on her tongue, this was the first time she came into contact with human blood.

The sour but faintly stimulating sensation made her open the door to another world.

Leng Yunyan fainted at some point, she didn't know if she was alive or dead, but when she woke up, she was lying on the stone **, Leng Yunyan thought that Xiao Luo was alive, who else would order someone to send her home besides him.

The body was paralyzed, turned over, and continued to sleep, Leng Yunyan didn't know how long he had been asleep, and after a long time, Leng Yunyan found out that he had a fever, and the fever was terrible, even if it was cold all night in the heavy snow, he had never burned like this.

Leng Yunyan clearly remembered that she had sucked Xiao Luo's blood, Leng Yunyan didn't know how long it had been burning, and she didn't know what had happened in the meantime, Xiao Luo was like a passerby in her life, and disappeared without a trace.

That year, somehow, Leng Yunyan's memory became worse and worse, and he lived a leisurely walk and watched the flowers bloom and fall, as if nothing had happened.

Gradually, Leng Yunyan never thought of Xiao Luo anymore, and it can be said that she couldn't think of Xiao Luo anymore, and gradually forgot his voice, his face, and his name, as if he had never existed.

Leng Yunyan often rummaged through the stone cave like crazy, she didn't know what she was looking for, she just felt like she had lost something, and her heart was empty.