The fireworks outside are still being set off one after another, which is beautiful and moving, and it also deeply reflects the desolation of fireworks. Just like her and Yun Mengchen, the two of them have experienced many life-and-death moments in the past two months, but in the end it was just a dream for her.

When they wake up from the dream, they can only be people from two worlds, living their own lives in a world where they have no other than each other, and there will be no intersection in this life. Maybe over time, they'll forget about each other's existence, just like she's never been here or ever known him.

She is still her, the rookie Yan Jiaxin who struggles in the workplace, and Yan Jiaxin who has been looking for the child who is separated from Aunt Yun for more than ten years. This is her original life, and it is also her responsibility, and everything here has nothing to do with her!

The ladder door opened, Yan Jiaxin walked in without hesitation, and the moment the door closed, she looked at the person who was still standing in place, motionless. At this moment, Yan Jiaxin's heart has never felt tight...

She wanted to rush over and hug the lonely figure, but her outstretched hand was blocked by the closed wooden door, separating the two spaces inside and outside, just like the door that separated the time and space between them, without giving her any chance to regret it!

Yan Jiaxin's hand touching the cold wooden door slowly fell, and the cold in her heart was a hundred times stronger than the cold of the outside world! She squatted down uncontrollably, listening to the creaking sound of the machine, and her heart was desperate... At this moment, she knew that she was going to lose something important, because she felt her heart, at this moment, empty.

In this enclosed space, she cried bitterly, her heart was so stuffy, she felt uncomfortable, she was about to go crazy! She kept looking at the wooden door that had not yet been opened with tears in her eyes, and her sharp breathing made her feel the thinner and thinner air...

It's so uncomfortable, is she dying? As soon as the door opened, she rushed out quickly, thinking that she would feel much better when she breathed the air outside, but the feeling of stuffiness in her heart did not subside at all, but the feeling became stronger and stronger.

With teary eyes and a hazy glance at the wooden building behind her, Yan Jiaxin walked out. Walking aimlessly all the way, she unconsciously came to the vicinity of Tianfu Teahouse, and she seemed to see everything that happened before. But the clearer the past in her memory, the more uncomfortable she became, and finally she sat at the mouth of the alley and cried.

A voice sounded, and it didn't interrupt the crying people. Then the voice continued to sound, like a kind of vocal resistance, and the crying did not stop but also stopped, and the two voices were like comparing whose endurance was stronger.

Yan Jiaxin finally lost to it, raised her head, and put her hand on her stomach, she had never eaten for a day, and now she was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to cry. Many people go on hunger strikes and can't eat as soon as they fall out of love and are sad, but she is just the opposite.

The sadder and sadder she becomes, the more she will want to eat. The so-called turning grief and anger into appetite, in her Yan Jiaxin, this is the most incisive embodiment! No, the person who was crying bitterly on the side of the alley a second ago was already sitting in a restaurant full of big fish and meat as soon as the scene changed.

The people in the seats next to her stared at her in shock. Watching her, such a thin woman, eat such a large table of dishes, is simply a waste of luxury! and the imageless eating appearance, which simply made those people look jaws.

Yan Jiaxin's attention was on those delicacies, and she didn't see the eyes of the people around her at all. However, there are not many people in the restaurant today, and there are all male diners, and she seems to be the only woman in the audience. However, this did not affect her mood for eating.

Her sleeves were rolled up by her, revealing half of her thin white arms. In his mouth, he gnawed on a chicken leg that was plucked from the whole chicken, and tears kept flowing out of his eyes while eating. These days in King Chen's Mansion have nourished her appetite!

This is still the specialty of the first building in the capital, and even half of the chicken leg called the Chenwang Mansion can't be compared, and they are embarrassed to recommend it! Disappointment is disappointment, but Yan Jiaxin will not waste food. She can fill her stomach, the taste is almost a little, and she is not a picky eater.

In the panic of everyone, she wiped out all the chickens called flowers. Those people were just curious at first about which profligate loser she ordered such a large table of dishes by a woman, after all, there are endless such people here, and they are not surprised.

It's just that after seeing Yan Jiaxin eat a whole chicken by herself, they were really scared by her appetite. Now everyone forgot to eat the food in front of them, and they all set their eyes on Yan Jiaxin, and some even bet on whether she could finish all the food in front of her.

After a stormy posture, Yan Jiaxin swept her stomach with satisfaction. After a meal, she spent all her money, and at this moment, she really realized what it means to be empty. Look up at the fireworks in the night sky.

"It looks like a flower or a non-flower, and no one regrets to follow the teaching. Leaving home on the road, thinking about it is, ruthless and thoughtful. Haunting and soft intestines, sleepy and delicate eyes, wanting to open and close. In detail, it's not fireworks, it's all tears ~ tears..."

Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes as she recited the poems. "Yan Jiaxin, it's been a few months since you came here, shouldn't you think about going back, sad spring and sad autumn are not suitable for you, and this place doesn't belong to you in the first place!" After talking to herself, she closed her eyes and wanted to get rid of the reluctance in her heart, but the more she did this, the more she couldn't.

Suddenly, someone hit her shoulder, and when Yan Jiaxin opened her eyes, she saw a drunkard with a jar of wine walking past her. Yan Jiaxin looked at the wide street speechlessly, if this person wasn't drunk and an old man, she should have thought that this person had deliberately touched porcelain.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. Smiled and asked how deep Hongchen was, who could be idle. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dim light~"

Seeing that the man poured himself a big sip of wine after speaking, Yan Jiaxin waved his hand: "What a mess, it turned out to be a crazy old man!" I turned around and wanted to leave, but I couldn't take any steps.

Turning around again, the figure of the old man was long gone on the street, Yan Jiaxin chased after her, but the street was already empty, as if what she had just seen was her hallucination.

Yan Jiaxin was attracted by the poems he recited. It stands to reason that this time and space are not very advanced in modern times, how can he have those poems that cross times and poets? It's incredible! Don't... Could it be that he also crossed over?

This thought flashed through Yan Jiaxin's mind, and she was caught off guard. But when she reacted, there was still the figure of the old man on this street, and she was the only one wandering alone on this street.

Not long after leaving, Yan Jiaxin heard a few coughs and murmurs from the corner: "Think about you, hate you, hate until you return."

This sound! Yan Jiaxin looked at the corner of the street, wasn't this the voice of the old man just now? She ran over in surprise, and saw the old man lying on the ground drunk unconscious. His clothes look relatively plain, but they don't seem to be made of the kind of coarse linen that ordinary people commonly use, but there is something special.

"Old gentleman?" Yan Jiaxin called him tentatively. But when he saw him, he shook, hugged the wine jar in his arms, leaned against the wall, and remained motionless. Yan Jiaxin pushed him again: "Old man, wake up, there will be problems sleeping here in this winter!"

In response to her, apart from the whirring wind, there was only the old man's snoring. Yan Jiaxin looked at him with some difficulty, she had no money on her, there was no one on the street, she couldn't carry him, and it was not good to leave him on the side of the road, this elderly person, blowing a cold wind all night, the body bones should be unbearable...

In desperation, Yan Jiaxin had to take off her coat and cover the old man. And she herself was fortunate to have drunk some wine at the time of the meal, and she could still hold on for a while. Hoping that he would wake up after a little sleep and the smell of alcohol had dissipated, she would ask her a few questions clearly and she would leave.

Who knew that she really underestimated the drunken person's sleeping skills, this whole night he slept by the wall Kexiangke was stable, there was no sign of waking up at all, and in the end it seemed to be showing off, the snoring was earth-shattering, but Yan Jiaxin could be boiled.

Not only did I not sleep all night, but it was mainly cold! Without a coat to keep out the cold, she shrunk into a ball and walked around on the side in the cold wind, stomping her feet from time to time and doing exercises, which made her body warm up a little. The night was over.

And on the side of King Chen's Mansion, it is another day of high vigilance for everyone. The two masters of his family, obviously the atmosphere was fine before he left yesterday, and when he came back from his errands, he didn't know why he stiffened again. He kept watch all night in the wooden building and didn't see his prince come out of it, and he couldn't trespass without his order.

And the princess of his family is even more strange, she ran out all night and didn't say anything, I heard that she was a drunkard on the side of the street all night, that heart was really big... At first, when I heard that she was gone, I almost rushed him to the wooden building in a hurry and told his prince about it.

Who would have thought that when he received the message from the two secret guards arranged for her by the prince of his family, he was really completely stunned. What is the structure of the brain of this princess of his family? He didn't guard the only man in the world like his prince, and he wanted to guard a drunk?

Should he say that she is kind-hearted or is she dull-brained and heartless?