Ten miles away, a tree is verdant green, and the huge canopy is like an umbrella cover, which happens to cover the figure of a person.

Under the tree, a white horse slowly eats the crisp and tender fresh grass, shakes a snow-white white horse, and scatters countless snow-white silver threads when it is brushed.

The meadows of the wilderness spread over the unevenness of the hills to the stars of the sky.

At the moment when the emerald green grass bordered the blue night, a slender and elegant figure slowly rose from the moonlight, looking at the big tree from afar, and the silver robe flew up and rolled into a bud shape and slowly spread out in the wind.

Li Sheng's body was as quiet as an abyss, as if there was a thousand-year-old frost and snow condensed between his black hair, and the starlight was obliquely shuttling between his hair, pouring like a waterfall, the silver frost had an eternal luster, and a line of shining light reflected out, refracted into the depths of the pupils that were abandoned like smoke.

He was dressed in a silver robe, unbound by a belt, and rose lightly with the wind, and became a beautiful poem in the wind with cold dew.

His hair and clothes flew together, dancing lightly in the bright moonlight into a painting, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

He raised his eyes slightly, and there was a brilliant light in his eyes, which was a little brighter and clearer than the dazzling stars, and seemed to glow, dimming the magnificent mountains and rivers of the reckless grassland behind him.

Li Sheng's figure flew straight up, as if there was an ice spirit spreading its wings behind him, and the moonlight poured on him, and his whole person was as silent as cold jade but glowing with a faint bloom light, like a cocoon to break away the ripples of the air, flying through the trees and jungles and disappearing.

The clouds covered the moonlight, obscured his figure, and with a beautiful and crisp fly, Li Sheng's figure turned into a little light in the sky and disappeared into the blue night.

The bright starlight on the shore of the summer lake attracts a full moon on the horizon while lighting up countless emerald green fluorescent lights, hanging on the inky treetops, half-hidden and half-hidden.

There are a few falling pink petals in the clear mirror-like water waves, the white stones on the shore are polished smooth and clear by the current, or a few nightingales lightly skim the microwave water, stirring up a ripple, stirring up a long end of Li Shengqi's standing figure with the moonlight, bright and bright.

The light in the forest was clear, and a clear moonlight was cast on the unconscious figure of the abandoned smoke.

Her body was covered with a silver cloak of Li Sheng, fluttering in the wind, the corners of her clothes faintly rolled up in a circle, faintly a golden pattern appeared, and when it fell with the wind, it was a slight splash of dust.

The fingertips that were like smoke moved slightly, and he only felt a tingle all over his body, and he woke up in the twilight, and saw Li Sheng's elegant figure standing by the lake with his hands in his hands.

The moonlight shone through the gaps in the leaves on his cheeks, and two lines of clear tears closed slightly with his eyes that were almost desperate, and in a snap, they dripped down among the flowers.

Without a trace of tenderness, those two lines of tears seemed to spread to the heart of the abandoned smoke, a few traces, cold.

For the first time, she had seen someone so lifeless and desperate to the end, but she was struggling to grasp the faint light cast three feet above in the wind.

It is like a difficult and hopeful pursuit of the sun.

It seems that he is always yearning for the bright sunrise on the other side of the sea, but he is in a bottomless magma hell.

abandoned like smoke, I only felt that Li Sheng needed an embrace at this time.

One, regardless of the reason, understands and tolerates, can release all his emotions, embrace.

Discarded as smoke, her gaze moved slightly with the moonlight, and the shadow of the light condensed into the depths of her pupils and turned into a silent point of light.

Her heart, like the light and shadow in Li Sheng's eyes, has been rippling.

Abandon Ruyan slowly got up, with an open-minded attitude, with a warm gesture, the lonely Li Sheng, slowly, into his arms.

She leaned his heavy, thought-filled head lightly on her shoulder.

In this way, silent and caring, snuggling up to each other.

The moonlight was beside the two of them, lightly brushing, outlining the silhouette of the two people's shadows, gradually stretching their figures, thick on the dark green leaves on the superimposed shadows, projecting, peeling off.

With the charm of mutual dislike, but with the same heart, overlapping and ghosting.

Qi Ruyan felt an obvious pause in Li Sheng's body, as if he was a little surprised, with a slight resistance and rejection, but still, he gently folded his head on her shoulder.

Didn't say a word more.

There is no twisting in his imagination, no sticking to secular folk customs, and no embarrassment of being bumped into, but more of a frank and frank meeting.

He needed a shoulder, and it just so happened that she was willing to give.

It's as simple as that.

After all, the scene sixteen years ago, the bloody seven days, was still mixed with the wind and frost of the year, and it was deeply imprinted in the young man's heart.

Like the tip of a sharpened knife, it stabbed a deep and shallow opening, breaking open the visible blood and flowing into a river.

Since then, every time I dream at night, when the lights of thousands of homes are extinguished, the mouth will be faintly painful, and it is common to see the clouds in the dream, the splash, a touch of bright red.

"Are you feeling better?"

Abandon like smoke to let go, take a few steps back, and slowly spit out.

She seemed to feel that Li Sheng's mood had stabilized a lot in an instant.

But she didn't know that his antidote was her wordless hug.

I don't understand what kind of thing can make an elegant and beautiful three-foot man choke like this in the middle of the night when no one is around.

And at this moment, it suddenly closed, and the mood stabilized and solidified into a freezing point.

She was not able to understand all this, nor was she able to understand it.

"Hmm. Thanks a lot. ”

Li Sheng turned around without a trace and smiled slightly, the tears that had been wiped away were gone, and when he looked back, he was still the dusty man who came out of the freshwater painting when he first saw him.

"You're welcome."

Faintly detached, with a shallow smile.

There are no superfluous questions, and there is no excessive understanding.

Or for her, it was just a gesture, but for him, it was already more important than Tarzan.

These days, his forbearance has exceeded his limit, he originally thought that he could be released like this while she was asleep, but he did not expect to end up with the moment of warmth he dreamed of.

She didn't completely blame him in her heart.

This made him extremely pleased and moved.

He slowly raised his eyes, looked at the abandoned Ruyan who was a little cramped with his head down, took a small step forward, looked down at her deeply, and said softly with a rare smile: "Let's go, take you to see Uncle Liu." ”

"Here?"

Abandoned like smoke glanced at this wilderness and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Yes. He should have been waiting for you for a long time. Let's go. ”

Li Sheng passed by her, as if he wanted to take her hand, but for some reason he paused for a moment and took it back.

In the moonlight, his figure was long and lonely, and the silver frost and snow fell on the ground.