Lishang also looked at Mo Xueyan, she hadn't seen her for more than a month, she was still like that, the appearance that was reflected in her mind, including the way she looked at him.

Before, he didn't understand, he didn't understand what kind of look this was, but he hadn't seen it for almost two months, and he understood what kind of look it was.

A kind of hot eyes that pretended to be in his figure, and the thousands of prosperity in the world were not as good as one of him.

One heart, one person, is enough.

He understood this sentence, so he came to her hometown where she lived and went to her grandfather's cemetery, and he was still thinking about how to find her, telling her that maybe the figure that has always appeared in his heart is her, maybe he is her Xue brother, and she is her Xue'er, regardless of that face.

But he didn't want to see each other again in such a situation where he was not prepared at all, so abrupt and shocking.

"Do you know how to cook?"

With a slow voice, Lishang bypassed Mo Xueyan and walked into the house.

Mo Xueyan was stunned, her thoughts were a little dull, and she turned her head to look at him.

"Why are you here, it was obviously Grandpa Ma when I came last week..."

"I just came here for two days, and I rented this yard, a week, two thousand."

I fetched water, washed the dishes, and asked again, "Do you know how to cook?" ”

A week, two thousand, no wonder.

Mo Xueyan nodded, "I will do it." ”

Such a peaceful departure from Shang made Mo Xueyan in a trance, especially looking at the way he wanted to meet, the male god...

"I'll only make noodles, not the others, since you're here, then wash your hands, stir-fry, and roll out noodles for me by the way."

Slowly speaking, he softened his face, obviously it was a coarse linen dress, obviously just a back, but Mo Xueyan's eyes saw Yuehua white shirt, thick black hair, Yashu Jiyue.

Li Shang's soft hands paused slightly, and continued to rub them, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a touch of Shuya, and a scene flashed in his mind.

In the ancient kitchen, the elegant man kneading the dough was chattering and talking about a charming woman, although the face was different, but the personality felt exactly the same as that behind her.

"What are you doing, I haven't eaten yet."

Mo Xueyan didn't move, Li Shang turned his head to look at her, looked at the trance in her eyes, and hooked the corners of his lips again, this time Mo Xueyan saw it, nodded stunnedly, and walked over in two steps to cut vegetables.

"You'd better roll out the dough!"

Lishang took the kitchen knife in Mo Xueyan's hand, and stayed like this, afraid that he would cut his hand.

Mo Xueyan looked at Lishang, and for a moment, he silently took a rolling pin and rolled out the dough.

Tears fell, and the picture of her and Xue Yan making dumplings in Meixue County also appeared in my mind.

Afraid that Lishang would see her crying, she hurriedly turned her head and wiped her tears.

The two of them were silent and speechless.

After arguing about the dishes, I got down and served on the table.

Lishang ate quietly, and her every move was the elegance engraved in her mind, unlike her, who was always so gobbling.

Mo Xueyan sat quietly on the side and watched.

At this moment, it was as if I had returned to ancient times.

The phone rang suddenly, interrupting the beauty of the moment.

Mo Yang called, Mo Xueyan didn't go back for a long time, Mo Yang came out to look for it, and I didn't know which Grandpa Ma's house was, if he knocked on the door at random to find it, it would be impolite, thinking back and forth, and called Mo Xueyan.

With this phone call, all Mo Xueyan's stunned minds were awake.

looked at Lishang, didn't answer the phone, but the trance in his eyes disappeared, and there was no point left.

"Mr. Li, you have eaten well, I'll leave, this snuff pipe, please bring it to Grandpa Ma."

took the snuff pipe on the table and put it in front of the businessman's eyes, Mo Xueyan got up and was about to leave.

What is she doing, this person is not a male god, he has his own beloved.

Walking past Lishuo's side, his wrist was grabbed.

"Mo Xueyan."

With a low voice, Lishang stood up and looked at her.

"Can I not go?"

Mo Xueyan pursed her lips and gritted her teeth.

"We shouldn't have any more entanglements, it's not a world of people, it's a difference between clouds and mud, you can't cross it, you should go back to your world, find the person you should be looking for, a stranger is a stranger after all, even if it's familiar, it's just a familiar stranger."

The stranger is me, but the lover in your heart is not me.

Pulling down Lishang's hand, Mo Xueyan left.

One heart, one person, enough, more, less, it will no longer be you.

When he went home, Mo Yang was waiting outside the door, and Mo Xueyan grinned at the corners of his mouth.

"It's been a long wait! Chat a little more with Grandpa Ma, let's go in! ”

took Mo Yang's hand and walked in.

Mo Yang was stunned, looking down at the hands he was shaking, with a happy expression.

At the intersection, the chasing out of the merchant paused, looked at the two people who walked in together, raised his hand and pressed his heart, the knife-shaped birthmark burned him, and he only felt the flame in his heart burning, as if his heart and lungs were burned.

"Mo Xueyan, you provoked me, why can you let go so chic, what do you want me to do? What should I do with you? ”

He muttered lowly, and rust seemed to appear in his mouth, and he stumbled unsteadily.

In the Temple of the New Moon.

The dead Xue Xue had a tear of blood from the corner of his eye.

Mo Xueyan lay on the edge of the bed, breathing lightly, holding Xue Yan's hand tightly, her eyes closed.

The threatening letter, the tears on it had long since dried up.

In a cave in the grove.

Liyuan and the Great Moon Holy Witch opened their eyes together, and the corners of their mouths overflowed with a drop of blood, and their faces turned white.

"The queen mother was saddened by her father, thinking that her father had someone else, what should I do? It's almost too late, my father's soul fluctuates very much, and his consciousness is about to dissipate, uncle, what should I do? ”

Turning to look at the Great Moon Holy Witch, his little face was filled with panic and fear.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao'er, your mother has been suppressing herself, she needs an outburst."

was sympathetic, but there was a faint look in his eyes.

The magic power in his hand pressed Liyuan's back again, and Liyuan relaxed his body.

In the cave, a thick white mist filled the room, covering Mo Xian's figure.

Mo Xueyan, who was asleep, fell into the memories of the Great Moon Holy Witch.

From her first acquaintance with Xue Yan to the end of Xue Yan's death, over and over again, circling back and forth, and constantly replaying in her mind.

In the corners of his eyes, tears slipped down and sank into his hair, Mo Xueyan opened his eyes.

"Male God..."

muttered in a low voice, sat up, raised his hand and pressed his heart tightly, only to feel suffocated.

I opened the door and walked out of the house, shivering in the cold wind of the night.

The bright moon is in the sky, the half-round moon, without the round of August, looks at it, and it is much more pleasing to the eye.

"Male god, I finally forgot it, why did the death appear again, you are blaming me, blaming me for wanting to forget you so resolutely, but I have no choice, I have no choice,

Between your death and the two time and space, I don't have a choice, if I don't have a beloved person, I will definitely fight to the death, give full play to the spirit of Xiaoqiang, but he has a beloved!

What should I do, what can I do, the male god has forgotten me, and even hates me, disgust, disgust, male god, do you understand, maybe it is not you who is leaving, whether it is a male god or a divorce, Mo Xueyan will never be hated, let alone disgusted. ”

I muttered a lot of self-talk, but it felt more like self-deception.

In the dark night, only the faint moonlight cast by the moonlight, Mo Xueyan walked out of the courtyard and walked towards Grandpa Ma's house.

Turning on the flashlight on your phone, it illuminates the dirt path.

Walking to Grandpa Ma's house, the door was not locked, the courtyard was pitch black, it was more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, and she had already gone to bed, what was she doing.

Once there is a death, her heart will be messed up once, what she shouldn't see, she shouldn't see the death again, she can't see it again, they won't have results, will they.

Turning around, just as he was about to walk back, a slight cough came from the upper house.