The night was silent, and the night was deep.

In front of the corridor of the pavilion, Luna stood at the door of Wang Yao's room with a bowl of steaming soup, she did not rush in, but secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and then gently pushed open the closed door with a faint smile.

The room was dim, and with the light coming in from the corridor, Luna saw Wang Yao sitting on the edge of the bed with his head bowed, and the whole room was buried in a haze darker than night, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was breathless.

At this moment, Luna couldn't laugh even if she was reckless.

But she finally walked over, knelt on Wang Yao's knees with her legs together, raised her head, looked at his pale blue jaw that had just emerged from the stubble, and said softly: "Ah Yao, drink some soup to warm your stomach, this is what I boiled with my own hands." ”

She's always been that gentle.

However, Wang Yao did not respond in any way, like a person who had no thinking, just put his hands on his knees, bowed his head and was silent; This is what Luna fears the most.

The mourning of the husband is greater than the death of the heart, and the death of the person is secondary!

It doesn't get much more frightening than that.

"Come, just drink a little bit, please......" But Luna still didn't give up, she still longed for something, and took the initiative to bring the bowl to Wang Yao's mouth.

But the lingering fragrant mist floating in front of Wang Yao's face could not produce even a trace of emotional fluctuation in his empty right eye.

Finally—

"Ah Yao! Don't look like this anymore! "Luna was still in a hurry.

Her mind was chaotic and helpless, she wanted to help him, she wanted to get him back up, but she didn't know how to break the deadlock, let alone how to make Wang Yao take the initiative to speak!

So, unable to impress the closed door of his heart, Luna finally got up gloomily, gently placed the bowl in her hand on the bedside table, and walked out of the room in great disappointment.

"Don't go... Okay, sorry ......"

As Luna stepped out of the room with one foot, a faint cry finally sounded in the shadows behind her.

Luna turned her head to see Wang Yao looking at her. The face covered with white gauze, only the right eye that was exposed, there were tears flowing down: "I don't want this, I just, just...... I can't forgive myself......"

Luna smiled softly, this time from the bottom of her heart, as if she had been waiting for rain and dew to finally come to the dry land. She walked back slowly, sat down beside him, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'm not leaving...... Even if it's the end of the world, I will never leave you if you want to. ”

It was this sentence that made Wang Yao's heart barrier completely collapse.

Sometimes people who are depressed to the extreme are like this, once a breakthrough is found, then the grief accumulated in the heart will also collapse like a broken dam.

"I thought I could do better, I thought that with this equipment and this experience, I could completely protect them, but it turned out that I couldn't protect anyone, I could only watch them fall at my feet one by one and could not do anything, even the last friend came to question me and abandoned me, just like when I watched other partners die, I could only watch him leave in the end......"

"Why is this the case? Life shouldn't be like this! We, we have obviously gone through hardships, seen countless lives and deaths, are stronger than before, and we are desperately understanding, but why is it such an ending in the end? 1,000 people are gone, maybe it's all my fault, it's all my responsibility, it's me who was naïve, it's my arrogance and arrogance that killed them, it's all my fault......"

Wang Yao poured out in a low voice, blaming himself, like a child, in great pain. Luna, on the other hand, was the best listener, feeling his sadness seriously, listening carefully to him until the end, before gently holding Wang Yao's palm and saying gently: "Don't blame yourself too much, you have done your best, and all this is not all your fault." ”

"Why wasn't it my fault? If I hadn't left and left them on the road, maybe the rest of the story wouldn't have happened, none of them would have died, they would all have returned to Jingzhou with me, and he wouldn't have left Shu if he reached 2......" Wang Yao grabbed his hair in pain, fell into deep self-blame and couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't even know that his nails were sinking deep into his scalp.

"Don't do this, Ah Yao, don't embarrass yourself too much." In the face of Wang Yao, who was in the mud of pain again, the only thing Luna could do was to gently take him into her arms and gently stroke his hair in the most clumsy way to soothe his mania: "This world is a mess, but the dead are gone, and the living are like this, so we can't give up easily." Even if it's for me, stop torturing yourself like this, okay? ”

Wang Yao slowly fell silent and quiet, but the pain still could not be relieved.

And Luna felt this......

So, after a long and short snuggle, Luna suddenly pushed away the person in her arms, and then, in Wang Yao's blank gaze, as if she had made some great determination, and as if she was very embarrassed, she asked in an inaudible voice, "That... Ah Yao, do you remember what I said to you outside the balcony of the pavilion a month ago, on the eve of the Wei war? ”

“？” Wang Yao looked at the girl who began to squirm with a shy expression inexplicably, and didn't know why.

Seeing Wang Yao's face without knowing why, the girl seemed to be a little unhappy, but soon, as if she had completely let go, she playfully pursed her rosy lips, leaned into Wang Yao's ear and whispered seductively: "I said, if you behave well this time, I will reward you......

What happened next was completely outside of Wang Yao's reaction.

Luna got up, blushing and slowly bent down, gently retreating her knee-length boots, revealing the delicate and perfect foot lilies underneath, and then, the tuxedo cloak around her waist, and the shoulder armor...... Her movements are so slow and graceful, they are as eye-catching as a dance, but they have a fatal temptation that makes people almost crazy!

When the girl began to unravel the last cover, Wang Yao finally understood something, but his first reaction was to instinctively reach out and hold the back of Luna's hand: "You, you wait... Wait......"

Before she could finish speaking, Luna was already holding his palm with her backhand, leading it and gently placing it on her chest.

At that moment, Wang Yao could feel the girl's violent heartbeat like a deer, her hot body temperature, and the softness that made her head blank.

"It's okay, it's okay......" The girl leaned over and sat in front of Wang Yao's waist in an ambiguous posture, although her face was flushed, she was unusually serious: "I... I can't share your pain at the moment, so, at least...... I want you to... Feel good about some ......."

In the end, she lowered her little head like a mosquito, and her fair face was burning with a charming rose color, so soft and charming.

At this moment, Wang Yao's heart was like stagnant water, and something ignited it. The thing was so violent that once it burned, it could no longer be stopped.

At first, Wang Yao just felt dry mouth, and in the end, under the impetus of the ambiguous atmosphere, he couldn't help but get closer to the girl's face, and in the distance, he could feel the girl's fragrant and rapid breath, and finally, when he took the girl's soft and warm lips again, Wang Yao was intoxicated, her lips were so hot, so luscious......

In this way, all pain and troubles were forgotten, and only the flames of each other were left to soften each other, so blazing.

Driven by instinct, Wang Yao's hand began to unconsciously caress the girl's graceful back, and gently faded her dress. Luna seems to wake up from a dream, her eyes glazed and her face flushed. So she was at a loss, and she buried her head and hugged the only support in front of her.

And Wang Yao was also in the initial desire, wordlessly hugging the girl's soft and boneless hot body, so he forgot to explore, entangle, breathe in the rich body fragrance that was not covered by clothes, and couldn't extricate himself......

As a result of affection, everything seems to just fall into place.

In the deepest contact with her soul, slowly, Luna began to cry softly as if she couldn't bear it, rising again and again, higher and higher each time. The sweet voice was so moving, lingering in Wang Yao's ears, so intoxicating, like an elf in an ancient forest, singing the oldest and most primitive ballad......

Outside the pavilion, the moonlight was hazy.

The whole world was drenched in the icy air by the torrential autumn rain, but this dimly lit bedroom was filled with the intoxicating scent of warmth.

Thanks for all the tips.

(End of chapter)