The sky was dark and gloomy, and there was no moonlight or stars to be seen.

Ye Mohan walked to the center of the plum blossom forest, stopped, and turned to look at Ning Xiang, who had been following behind him.

Because she guessed that Jiang Tingbai would not let Ye Mohan leave so easily, and Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen's actions today were also a little strange and incomprehensible, so she followed them in the name of sending them off.

I want to really send him, it's true.

I wanted to remind him to be careful, and it was true.

I want to take a good look at him and hug him for the last time, and it's true.

So all the way out of the dining room, Ning Xiang walked quietly behind Ye Mohan, looking at his slender and straight back as before, as if as long as he followed and watched like this, he could feel at ease.

And now, at this moment, Ye Mohan suddenly turned around without warning, and stared deeply at Ning Xiang with his eyes that he could never forget for the rest of his life as long as he looked at it.

One eye, ten thousand years.

Ning Xiang's steps stopped suddenly, as if some spell had been cast at this moment, standing in place, a few steps away, looking at Ye Mohan without blinking.

In my heart, there seemed to be a voice shouting and roaring loudly.

The heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the blood flowing in the veins seemed to carry those shouts and roars, making the impulse in Ning Xiang's heart stronger and stronger, more and more uncontrollable.

In the next second, Ning Xiang finally pulled her legs and ran towards Ye Mohan.

And Ye Mohan didn't make any disgust or vigilance towards Ning Xiang as before, but just watched Ning Xiang run towards him, and then the corners of his mouth outlined a long-term arc.

How far has it been?

A long time ago, Ning Xiang began to feel in a trance the moment she saw Ye Mohan's smile.

It seems that the last time I saw Ye Mohan smiling at her was a lifetime ago.

The heart, sour, seems to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle.

The tip of the nose and eye sockets are sore and swollen.

Tears still flowed down, snatched out of their eyes, rolled down their cheeks, like pearls with broken threads, drop by drop, string by string, and finally fell into the ground covered with snow.

Ning Xiang just watched the vision in front of her become more and more blurred, looking at Ye Mohan in her sight, it became more and more blurred, but the footsteps that rushed towards him never stopped.

It seems that five years ago, I met him for the first time.

From that time on, Ning Xiang knew that her whole life would belong to this man.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed, things are not people, and now he is Ningxiang, not Leng Ruoxue, and he can no longer return to his side.

So, let her be like him.

For the last time, gaze deeply at the person you love most.

Then, say goodbye.

For me and you in the past.

For the past, all my obsessions with you.

The last tear flowed into the snow, dissipated invisibly, and the incense poured into Ye Mohan's arms.

She worked so hard, so hard, so hard, that she knocked Ye Mohan's body to a stagger.

But this time, he didn't push away, nor did he dodge, just let Ning Xiang hug tightly, but raised his arms and wrapped her whole body.

Sensing Ye Mohan's movements, Ning Xiang couldn't help but pause, and hugged Ye Mohan's strength, and couldn't help but tighten it even more.

It's as if it's all the strength of this life.

On the roof not far away, Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen sat side by side.

In the dim and gloomy sky, the moon could not be seen, but the bright and cold eyes of the cold moon cast a cold light like the moon.

Ye Jiuchen sat next to her, sitting side by side.

Suddenly, something white swirled from the sky, slowly falling, and finally falling on the cold moon's thick hair as black as ink.

Leng Yue looked at Ye Mo Han and Ning Xiang in the plum blossom forest expressionlessly at this time, and her side face was serious and cold.

No matter how many times, Ye Jiuchen found that as long as he stared at the cold moon, he would always be attracted unconsciously.

Leng Yue seems to have some kind of magic on her body, and it is easy to make people feel as if they have been cast a spell, losing all their thinking and only instinct.

One, two, three......

Slowly, snow began to fall in the sky.

Large snowflakes fell on Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen so unscrupulously.

Looking at those snowflakes, Ye Jiuchen suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Leng Yue is his, he is alone, why can these snowflakes be so unscrupulous, they can not even say hello, they are so close to his Leng Yue!

Thinking of this, Ye Jiuchen's angular and absolutely beautiful face, which was as sharp as a knife and axe, suddenly became gloomy, comparable to this gloomy and dim sky under the snow.

Even, more than that.

Leng Yue also noticed the snow, and couldn't help but raise her head slightly, and glanced at the sky expressionlessly,

Just say it, you're so willful,

Can't you see that the old lady is peeking at me on the wall?

You just say that the snow will fall, are you scolding me for being shameless?

Thinking of this, the villain in Leng Yue's heart couldn't help but face God and gave a middle finger fiercely.

His eyes turned slightly, but he saw Ye Jiuchen sitting beside him staring straight at him with a strange and cold gaze...... Ay? No, it doesn't seem to be looking at yourself.

What's that?

Yes!

After thinking about it for a while, Leng Yue understood, and then took the initiative to explain without waiting for Ye Jiuchen to ask.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?

In the whole Zhuangzi, only this plum blossom forest will pass by when Ye Mohan comes in, and the environment is elegant, idlers are not allowed to enter, suitable for whispering and talking about life.

So of course we're coming here. ”

Looking at Leng Yue's serious face and listening to her unwavering voice, Ye Jiuchen eased his mind slightly.

Then: "??? ”

What did she say?

I don't seem to have asked anything.

I am most afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet several times a night, and once on the roof of a winter night.

Ye Jiuchen looked at Leng Yue, Leng Yue looked at Ye Jiuchen, and for a while, neither of them knew what to say to relieve the slightly embarrassing and slightly weird atmosphere.

In the plum blossom forest, Ning Xiang is still tightly nestled in the arms of Ye Mohan.

This embrace, she has missed for so long, so long.

She originally thought that she would never have this opportunity again in her life, she changed her face, changed her name, and even became another person, becoming the favorite concubine of Emperor Jiang Xinglie of Xiliang, and doing things for Jiang Tingbai.

At the beginning, when she chose to embark on this path, she was already cold to Ye Mo in this life, and it was no longer possible.

But that's how wonderful things are.

She actually hugged the person she loved the most in her life, but she could never get together because she hated the person she hated the most in her life, hated to pick up the skin and cramps, cut the bones and drank the blood.

So, should she be grateful, or should she hate?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Whatever it was, as long as time could slow down a little more, a little slower, so that she could covet his warmth and embrace for a little longer, it would be enough.

With such a prayer in her heart, Ning Xiang didn't dare to speak or move.

She was afraid that it would all be a dream.

A dream that is like a bubble that shatters when touched.

Fortunately, she couldn't bear to wake up to the dream that was punctured, and this time, Ye Mohan didn't choose to break it.

It was rare for him to stand in place so quietly, letting Ning Xiang hold him, and also holding Ning Xiang with his backhand.

During this period of time, there has always been dyeing around me.

But since that time he was calculated, there has been no intimate contact between him and Dyeli.

In the past, Ye Mohan thought that in this life, except for Leng Yue, he would no longer be able to embrace any woman.

But now, holding Ning Xiang like this, holding a woman whose inside and skin are not the same person, Ye Mohan suddenly found that his heart was surprisingly calm.

It turned out that what Night Wind Mian said before he died was right.

In this life, as long as you no longer love anyone, except yourself, then you can have no scruples and be invincible.

"Come with me?"

Ye Mohan's eyes were cold, and he suddenly said to Ning Xiang in his arms.

Ning Xiang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the sound, and his body seemed to be immobilized by a spell, and he was frozen in place.

Slowly pulling away from Ye Mohan's arms, Ning Xiang stared at a pair of big eyes, looking at Ye Mohan in front of him in disbelief and incredulity.

She...... Did you hear that right?

"What did you say?"

He said let you go with her!

Without waiting for Ye Mohan to answer, Leng Yue, who was sitting on the roof, couldn't help but whisper in her heart.

She was originally going to confirm some things, but now it seems that Ye Mohan has really become another person because of the death of Ye Feng Mian.

A terrible person who has no sincerity, no emotion.

And this person is still his enemy, and it is possible that he will become Ye Jiuchen's biggest enemy in the future.

That's a mess.

Leng Yue regretted it a little, and turned her eyes to look at Ye Jiuchen beside her again.

After a pause, Leng Yue said with a serious face: "Otherwise, let's kill it." ”

Regardless of whether the tiger is returned to the mountain, I don't like him, can't I?

The old lady is not the Virgin heroine in Mary Sue's domineering president, knowing that the other party has bad intentions, she still has to be a kind and good person, and send the other party back unharmed.

Extinguishing the mouth as soon as possible is the king!

And Ye Jiuchen heard Leng Yue's cold words, and his body couldn't help shaking, so he fell directly from the roof.

It is said that women are moody, and sure enough, sure enough.

"Remember, what I told you?"

Taking a deep breath, Ye Jiuchen asked Leng Yue in a very patient and soft voice.

Leng Yue blinked twice and thought seriously for two seconds.

"Which one?"

This question is out of the norm and fouled!

You've said so much, and I don't know if what I remember is what you want me to remember.

Ye Jiuchen: "......"

Also, there is something wrong with asking yourself.