Although Ye Xingchen looked at him with doubts in his eyes, the movements of his hands were not slow, he grabbed his hand and got up from the ground and smiled at him.

Ye Guyue took his hand with doting eyes, walking in this pure snow, every step they took, there were their footprints in the snow that was originally pure to the spotless.

When the two of them came to the highest place of this snowy mountain, Ye Guyue let go of his hand, and looked at Ye Xingchen so quietly, Ye Xingchen also looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and suddenly Ye Guyue hugged Ye Xingchen in his arms and gently bit his ear, like a lover whispering.

Then Night Xingchen was pushed out, his eyes were full of incredulity, the sword was stabbed in front of him behind him, the blood fell little by little from the tip of the sword to the pure and thick snow, it was really an arrow through the heart, it was really ruthless, Night Xingchen opened his mouth and looked at him stunned, his expression was still incredulous, he was even more puzzled, he didn't understand why Ye Guyue did this, for a long time, he asked in a dry voice: "For, why?" ”

When Ye Guyue heard this, she opened her mouth, and then came to him, gently stroked his face, still looked at him with tender eyes, and said gently: "No reason? My Emperor! ”

After speaking, he pushed Ye Xingchen to the ground, turned around and left, leaving Ye Xingchen lying alone in the snow, watching the blood flow little by little, the pure and innocent snow was stained red by blood little by little, the blood-like world, his eyes were full of despair, and he finally closed his eyes!

And at that moment, Ye Guyue walked in front of him in a daze, lying on his corpse and crying bitterly, he wanted to kill himself, with no reason in his eyes, there was even more despair, he picked up Ye Xingchen and stumbled and walked, like a child who had just learned to walk.

He brought Night Star to an ice bed carved out of ice, put Night Star into the ice bed and knelt half-there, looking at him stupidly, depicting it little by little with his fingers, as if he wanted to carve him into the bone marrow, but his eyes were full of innocence.

Suddenly he stood up again and walked backwards, staring at the night star on the bed without blinking, when he walked two meters away from the ice bed, he opened his mouth again, his tears were left little by little, he still looked at it stupidly, his eyes blurred with tears, the ice bed at this time loomed, the delicate and simple patterns on the side of the bed were also extremely weird, the finely carved snow lotus on it seemed to be alive, but only he knew, it was fake, his favorite was the person on the bed, he loved the person who was delusional all his life, It's also the one he destroyed with his own hands! Although he would be resurrected, he was not sure, and he did not have the face to come to see him.

"So you did it, no wonder I just woke up and it didn't feel right, I thought it was done without worry." Night Xingchen leaned into his arms and asked blankly, but his hand was tightly gripping his clothes, as if he would disappear in the next second, Night Xingchen admitted that he was humble, but he wanted to be humble forever, so that he would always be with his lonely moon, and never separated.

He had thought about what to do in the scene of meeting him countless times, he had thought about killing him and imprisoning him, he thought he would say countless words of desperation, but what he never expected was that when he saw him, he had already collapsed, all his thoughts had collapsed, and the phoenix would not die, he knew that he could stab the sword into his body in the night lone moon, how much he expected himself to die!

Night Lonely Moon also hugged him tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to be one with him, so never separated, he was also afraid that he was afraid that his stars would hate him, he never thought that he would be able to hug his own stars one day, he really regretted it, if Lonely Moon did not have stars, then he was really Lonely Moon, who knows how much he loves Night Stars!

The two hugged for a long time, and Night Xingchen looked at him blankly, and couldn't help asking, "How about worry-free?" Carefree is sad? ”

Corpses were all over the place, a girl supported her body with a sword, gritted her teeth to prevent herself from falling, looked at him with eyes full of hatred, and gritted her teeth and said: "Ye Guyue, I hate you!" ”

When Ye Guyue heard this, she just glanced at her and smiled disdainfully: "I know!" ”

Xin Wuwu was full of anger when he heard this, grabbed his sword, used all his strength, grabbed his sword, jumped into the air and stabbed, and roared: "You, you go to die!" ”

Ye Guyue didn't react to her attack with all her might, just waved her hand, and Xin Wuwu was thrown to the ground like a rag doll, Ye Guyue walked in front of Xin Wuwu with a smile, looked at her from above, looked at her embarrassment, and laughed, but there was no emotion in her eyes! Maybe the only person who can arouse his emotions is Night Star!

Ye Guyue looked at the corpse-strewn landscape with extremely indifferent eyes, and actually smiled even more heartily, as if she was very satisfied with all this!

After reading it, he moved his gaze to Xin Wuwu's body, he looked at Xin Wuwu with extremely high eyes, and asked indifferently, "Do you hate?" ”

"I, I hate! I hate, I didn't look good at the beginning. Nameless brother, let, let him meet a jerk! When Xin Wuwu heard his question, he glared at him viciously, and yelled at him hoarsely in his lifelong voice, like an innocent beast, but the tone of his voice was fragmented.

Ye Guyue looked coldly at Xin Wuwu, who was still dying, and suddenly said, "You are stronger than me!" You're so much better than me! ”

When Xin Wuwu heard his words, he was obviously stunned, and he didn't understand what he meant, but he couldn't open his mouth to ask him, or maybe he didn't want to ask him, but he was silent!

Time stood still in this second, and the atmosphere became very depressing, and suddenly Ye Guyue smiled lowly, but tears remained from his eyes, dripping down his cheeks to the ground, and suddenly he said a word, and it seemed to sigh: "Xin worry-free!" You can't be as carefree as your name! ”

When Xin Wuwu heard Ye Guyue's words, he only felt that he was a cat crying mouse and fake compassion, so he immediately endured the pain and taunted with effort: "Night, Guyue! Night Lonely Moon, you really did it, like you, the name of Night Lonely Moon. ”

Ye Guyue endured the pain in her heart when she heard this, turned around and left!

Xin Wuwu was stunned for a moment by Ye Guyue's reaction, looked at his back, didn't know what he was thinking, and then forced a smile and sighed: "This, that's good?" As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

And at the moment when Xin Wuwu fainted, Ye Guyue suddenly appeared again, looked at Xin Wuwu coldly, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the sky again, tonight's night sky only has a wisp of solitary moon blocked by dark clouds and no stars, he sighed, and then said to Ye Gushuang who suddenly appeared: "I will leave her to you, take good care of her, I want to accompany him, go to accompany my stars, I'm afraid this will be the last time I accompany him!" When he wakes up again, he'll hate me, but I don't regret it, I regret it! ”

Ye Gushuang looked at him with worried eyes, and then hugged Xin Wuwu's hands tightly, looked at his distant back in a daze, and said softly: "Big brother! I wish you a hassle-free trip and a smooth journey! ”

Ye Guyue stopped, turned around and waved at him, and then dissipated in the wind.

Author's note: Finally made up (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑), good night (☝' ̆ω ̆). ☝