This is the first night after Ming Yi moved to Chengwei Pavilion, and he slept separately from the beginning of the time. In the middle of the night, it was not good to clean up the new room and disturb everyone, so he only said that he was afraid of the cold, moved the bed and futon, and slept on the floor for one night at the beginning of the grievance.

Mingyi helped him lay out the mattress, squatted on the ground, and smoothed out the tiny folds as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder. At the beginning, I wanted to help, but she stopped her, so I stood aside and watched quietly.

When Ming Yi did this, he seemed to treat the soft mattress as his own tumbling mind, obsessed with smoothing it completely. She didn't know what kind of expression she was going to use to stand up, and she couldn't stop herself from thinking about the most terrible directions, as if those evil darkest guesses had a great suction force that dragged her down into the depths of the light.

Ming Yi is not the best actor, and at the beginning of the time, he must be the sharpest observer of the entire era. He couldn't stand as she fell and her legs began to tremble. He hugged her from behind, and the whole person was in his arms, sitting on the edge of the bed. She couldn't react, she was stunned, she only felt that her back was soft, and her body was weak.

He hugged her tighter than ever, buried his head in her hair, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't think nonsense. ”

She looked straight ahead, not focusing, only seeing the soft shimmer of the moonlight in front of her, haloing into colorful light and spinning into a psychedelic shape. He muttered to himself that he knew he was thinking nonsense. Did he know what he was thinking about something so terrible? Can he imagine that in her little theater, he is a bloodthirsty killer? In order to escape the fetters of his family, for his freedom, he can ignore every life. Gradually, the attraction of the highest martial arts made him fall into the devil, forgetting etiquette, righteousness and shame, and killing became another supreme pleasure.

She knew that her delusions were full of loopholes, and she knew that this must not be the whole truth, but she couldn't stop it, and she was determined to use the worst imagination to give herself the bottom of what she really wanted in the future.

She could even smell the smell of blood on him.

He found that his arms had not warmed her, and he was a little overwhelmed. He hugged her tighter, his lips bursting through her hair, and the sound of his breathing still tingling her scalp when he reached her ears.

She spit on herself a little, didn't she just think that he was a murderer? How could he still be unable to hold on because of his breathing? I shouldn't be the kind of person who can have no bottom line for the sake of feelings.

He didn't stop there, he went further, cheek to cheek, and the temperature was transmitted directly. The place where his lips crossed, like the Milky Way flowing in the dark night, became inexplicably bright and irreplaceable.

The two faces were pressed together, and the breath and the breath finally merged. She couldn't help but close her eyes, and the kaleidoscope of moonlight disappeared, turning into a gentle light of jade color, which was warm and reassuring.

The smell of blood that had been imagined was gone, and only the smell of herbs on his body was good.

He said: "Mingyi, I'm afraid of you like this." ”

She knew she was defeated. One heart, no demand.

He said that he was afraid, at the beginning of such a powerful and invincible time, he was afraid. That's because of her, a person who is no longer young and has no amazing beauty, no proud family background, and no ghost of gold and silver. He was willing to show weakness for her, full of worries about the thoughts in her head. In this way, she is enough, and death is enough.

Lips and lips still meet, there is no warm ** collision, there is no impatient heartbeat and panic, only a sense of trust that blends with each other, as if they were born to be in one place and cannot be separated.

She only thought of the four words of mutual affection, beyond **, and even beyond love itself. She could not imagine that one day they would be separated, and hopelessly and sweetly understood, and after that, could no longer accept life without each other.

Nothing matters anymore. Even if there is a demon living in his soul, even if he turns his back on the whole world, as long as he still needs her, she can't escape.

The kisses are endless. Breath is given to each other, and so is life.

She finally spoke: "It's okay, I just want you to be well." ”

"You too, as long as you're okay, you can do whatever you want me to do." He pecked lightly, like to a child.

Mingyi believes that no matter what he is hiding, his feelings for himself are true. Today, unlike before, he is not only losing himself. and finally said that he was all in front of her.

The truth of the past, she will know. If she has nothing to do with him, it is naturally the best, and she will try her best to help Xing Qing. If it was related to him, she would just face it with him. It's really not good, they leave these people, leave the dispute between the rivers and lakes.

Let's take one step at a time.

A new day, and a bunch of things.

asked Lian Shan to take people to the Zhujun Workshop to move the objects in Xiaolang's house, and she helped clean up six rooms, accounting for half of the third floor of Chengwei Pavilion, and prepared for the four of them, Yin's mother and Cen Bo to move in in the future.

As for the beginning, she wanted to temporarily separate him, so that she and Xia Huanfeng could contact and find the descendants of several families. He set off to find out the origin of the Xiao couple.

At first, he was a little hesitant: "I want to stay with you for a few more days." In the past two days, Shi Ruoshan should have proposed marriage, right? ”

"Yes, but this marriage is not a trivial matter, it will take half a month to really do it, Xia Huanfeng wants to take this opportunity to let the four elders come to Chang'an and explore their attitudes again. At the same time, they were transferred away, so that she could arrange for people to keep an eye on Yangzhou's business and prevent one hand. I want to find out the details of the Xiao family before the big wedding, and if I want to negotiate, I also have a bottom. What Ming Yi said was reasonable, but she felt at this time that these things of the Shangguan gang were really a piece of cake compared to the old case more than 20 years ago.

Shi Chuchu nodded: "Okay, but it may take a long time to go this time." I went from Yangzhou to the surrounding areas, but I didn't know where their hometown was, and there were too few clues. In this way, I will come back in half a month, and try to catch up with it before the big wedding. ”

Ming Yi thought that he would not see him for fifteen days, and he frowned: "If it goes well, come back early." If it doesn't go well, come back first. I'm going to miss you. ”

Shi Chu smiled warmly: "I will miss you too." When I'm not there, don't do risky things, if you want to go out of Chang'an, let Phantom Feng or Chengyan accompany you, don't be alone. ”

Mingyi nodded: "I wrote it down." ”

At the beginning of the time, he packed up his simple bags and watched him go out. Mingyi's heart seemed to be hollowed out in an instant, and he felt that it was boring to do anything, and his breathing was bitter.

There is only one cure for this terminally ill lovesickness, which is to keep yourself busy and have no time to think nonsense.

ran to Rong Yifang first, and kept thinking about how to make Xia Huanfeng not think about what he thought of. I'm afraid, it's hard.