Although this kind of emotion that controlled her emotions caught Yu Duhuan a little off guard, but now she just wanted to release her emotions, I don't know how long it took, Yu Duhuan felt that the man's clothes were wet with her own tears, and she raised her head a little embarrassed. Her face, flushed with shyness, caught in the man's eyes.

When a woman is the most moving, it is not that she is coquettish to you, but that she carefully raises her eyes to look at you after crying in your arms, and her big moving eyes are covered with a layer of mist, which is more agile.

And Yu Duhuan looked at the other party's eyes that were already a little purple at this time, and there seemed to be a lot of memory fragments in her mind, she now seemed to have completely forgotten who she was, and she didn't want to care about other things in this world, she just wanted to be with the man in front of her.

The atmosphere fell silent, the man looked at Yu Duhuan with this appearance, although his heart ached, but he also didn't want to regret himself, he tentatively lowered his head and leaned towards Yu Duan, and in his arms, there was a reddish Yu Duanhuan, at this time her face became redder than before, she could feel what the man in front of her was going to do, but she was not under her control, she just wanted to cooperate with the other party.

Yu Wanhuan's head rose slightly, his eyes closed, and he even smacked his lips with his little tongue a little nervously, wetting his somewhat dry lips.

Seeing this, the man felt a little sour in his heart, but he didn't hesitate, in the next second, he gently grabbed Yu Duhuan's lips, grinding them carefully, and when Yu Duanhuan obediently opened his mouth, the man got his wish and put his dexterous tongue deep into her mouth, slowly stirring.

Yu Wanhuan's eyes twitched, her long eyelashes kept trembling slightly, she knew that her current behavior was wrong, but she still couldn't help but want to cater to the other party.

Is this still me?

Yu Wanhuan was a little confused in her heart, she didn't know why she was so attached to that man, and she would obey him because of his needs, everything was proving to her that she couldn't leave each other completely.

Yu Wanhuan didn't know if this phenomenon was a good phenomenon, and she was very worried. She was afraid that the other party would get bored of herself in the end, and even at this time in Yu Duhuan's heart, she felt that she was no longer the same self she used to be in front of him. And now I am like a humble suitor, who obviously wants to change myself and return to the most primitive, but I will always be completely messed up because of the slightest bit of the other party.

Love to the depths of inferiority.

Thinking of this, Yu Duhuan's heart seemed to have something to eat, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.

I don't know how long it took, but the man finally let go of Yu Wanhuan with some reluctance.

At this time, Yu Duhuan also came back to his senses from the cranky thoughts he had just had, and gasped for breath. The flush on her face had not yet disappeared, and she tried to adjust her emotions, not daring to look at the man again.

The man looked at Yu Duhuan like this, and said softly, "Chen'er, do you remember who you are?" ”

What do I remember who I am?

Yu Wanhuan couldn't help but be stunned after hearing the other party's words.

Am I not a dusty child? Didn't you call me dusty just now? Why now, ask me who I am?

Yu Wanhuan opened his mouth to the man in front of him, but he couldn't make any sound.

The man looked at Yu Duhuan with this appearance, and his heart was even more bitter.

"Are you Si Chen, or Zhou Qing, or—what about yourself now?"

The man's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, which sounded in Yu Duhuan's ears at the same time, and also affected Yu Duanhuan's mind. And with the other party's words, Yu Wanhuan felt that her mind was dizzy for a while, so that she couldn't concentrate all the time, and even-

There was a feeling of drowsiness.

"Sleep!"

Although the man was very reluctant to face Yu Duhuan, now that he could see her again, it was already a great gift to him. And many years of obsession and long-cherished wishes, accompanied by the kiss between him and Yu Duhuan just now, can be regarded as a wish.

Even if he is reluctant to be happy, he knows that if she continues to indulge in this illusion now, I am afraid that no one will be able to save her.

And now, he is just a remnant soul that exists in the bottom of her heart!

When Yu Wanhuan heard the other party's words in her ears, she could no longer bear the dizzy feeling in her mind and fainted in the other party's arms.

"Yan Mo Yu—"

These were the last three words Yu Wanhuan said to the other party before he fell unconscious.

And the man who successfully caught Yu Duanhuan, after hearing Yu Duanhuan call out his name, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and then a line of tears slowly flowed out of his purple eyes.

"It's good that you remembered me. But I've got to find a way to get you back—"

The man stroked Yu Duanhuan's face, although he knew that everything he was going to do next would make Yu Duanhuan unhappy, but in order to let Yu Duanhuan recognize the illusion, he had to do it.

In a new fantasy world.

Yu Wanhuan, who was lying quietly on the bed, frowned with a pitiful look, and a burst of ice-blue air climbed into her side unconsciously, emitting a faint mist.

"Yan Mo Yu—"

Yu Wanhuan, who had not yet regained her consciousness, muttered, as if she was pleading, and there was some distressing despair in her voice, as if something had happened that made her feel painful.

"Don't leave me!"

With Yu Wanhuan's exclamation, she sat up from the bed suddenly, like a fish out of water, gasping for breath. A strong sourness in her heart directly enveloped Yu Duhuan's mind, and a faint wetness had poured into her eyes.

This kind of fear, as if he couldn't get rid of it, made Yu Duhuan feel suffocated. After a long time, her consciousness was finally shaken off from that terrible dream and slowly returned to her body.

"Where is this? Yan Moyu? ”

Yu Duhuan felt like she was in a dream, but fortunately it was just a dream. At this time, Yu Wanhuan had palpitations, and she would rather never recall this dream for the rest of her life.

In the dream, she woke up and heard a voice at the door, she immediately heard that it was Yan Moyu's voice, and she was full of joy to look for something, but when she opened the door, she stared on her cheeks with a smile on her face.

I saw that outside the door, Yan Moyu was snuggling up to a tall woman. The woman had an icy blue beauty, her fair skin was brighter than the snow outside the window, and at this time the woman was full of joy in his arms, that attachment and joy—just like she did to Yan Moyu.

And on Yan Moyu's face, there was a gentleness that she had never seen before. He grinned and took the hand of the beautiful girl, and said something in her ear, causing the girl to smile like a silver bell, smiling lightly, with a faint two pear vortices, pure and incomprehensible.

Yu Duhuan in the dream didn't seem to see her face that had turned white to stiffness, she felt that her heart was broken in an instant, those days and nights of happiness and laughter, all along the tears in the corners of her eyes, turned into a piece of heat, burning her body, and at that moment nailed her to the cold wall, the love that she had been so humble and begging, just as the result she had always feared the most, was so completely broken, so desperate.

Yu Wanhuan smiled reluctantly, rubbing her cheeks weakly with both hands, wanting to make her more sober, like the nightmare of the appendage will gradually move away from her, everything is just illusory.

"Yan Moyu, are you—here?"

Yu Duanhuan felt that his whole body was weak, his hands and feet were sore, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. She wanted to see Yan Moyu now, that strong sense of emptiness hovered over her, even if it was just a dream, but she had never been so eager to see him as she was now.

There was some noise outside the door, a man's voice came out, Yu Duhuan's breathing was tight, this voice was Zhu Qing's!

She didn't know where the strength came from, her weak body broke free from the bed, as if she had lost her soul, and there was only the shadow of that window in her eyes, and she was going to open that window!

"Bang-"

The dazzling sunlight shone down on the edge of the window, and Yu opened the window happily. She was stunned for a moment, and there was nothing she expected outside the window. Some were just birds singing and flowers and Yan Moyu sitting under a tree not far away, spiritual power surging in his body.

"Yan Moyu?"

Yu Qianhuan shouted to the other party, her call was completely subconscious, but after the call, Yu Qianhuan regretted it. She suddenly realized that Yan Moyu was cultivating now, and she shouldn't disturb him.

"Dust?"

Yan Moyu opened her eyes and looked at Yu Wanhuan leaning against the window in astonishment, the sun shining on her face, reflecting her pale and weak complexion, adding a bit of Shih Tzu's weak beauty.

"Y-can you come in with me?"

Yu Duhuan's heartbeat has never subsided, uneasiness lingers in her heart, now she is like a very supple little lady, desperate for the company of her lover, longing is written all over her cheeks.

"W-I'm afraid not."

Yan Moyu hesitated for a moment, but still said the words of refusal, with a slightly guilty expression on his face.

Hearing the other party's answer, Yu Wanhuan was silent for a moment, and a faint disappointment appeared on her face. She sighed, looking at Yan Moyu with big eyes a little reluctantly, expecting him to change his mind, but Yan Moyu lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face, so naturally he didn't see Yu Duhuan's expression at this time.

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