Mountains and rivers come into my dreams (55) 2

Mountains and rivers come into my dreams (55)

"Miss, it's raining outside."

Comb Yan stood at the door, using her hands to catch the rain, it was really not her illusion, the thin rain fell on her palm, cold and cold.

Gong Changjue raised his eyes and glanced outside,

"The rain is not heavy, let's go out like this, I promised my mother to make pastries together today, it's not good to go late."

She stood up and walked out.

The smoke and rain were hazy, the mountain shadows of the green ink were undulating, and she walked in the smoke and rain in a green shirt, like a picture scroll.

The rain tended to become heavier slightly, and her pace quickened, and she walked towards Zuo's residence.

Suddenly, there was a shadow on her head, and the drizzle that fell on her was broken.

She looked up, and an umbrella painted with green bamboo was over her head.

She turned around with a smile, but froze at the first moment she saw someone coming.

The person in front of him was Yu Chen.

Yu Chen looked at her, his face was solemn, and the ink in his eyes was deep,

"Do you know me?"

Gong Changjue's smile was put away,

"Didn't you know each other a few days ago?"

Yu Chen's hand holding the umbrella clenched slightly,

"It's not a few days ago, I can feel it, I've known you for a long time."

Gong Changjue's watery eyes were particularly affectionate and gentle in the smoke and rain, but he knew that it was just his illusion, her eyebrows seemed to be frosty, and she didn't want to get close to him.

"I'm afraid that there is a misunderstanding, I am not related to you, how can I recognize you."

Gong Changjue withdrew from the umbrella,

"I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

Gong Changjue turned around and left without hesitation, and Yu Chen stopped her,

"You know, I don't believe in the classics."

Gong Changjue's footsteps stopped.

YU Chendao,

"I'm Yu Chen, isn't I?"

Gong Changjue turned his head, raised his eyebrows and smiled,

"Who is the pawn master, how will I know, you and I meet in the water, who you say you are, who is you, how can I argue."

Yu Chen clenched the umbrella,

"The person I love is not a nightingale, I remember, her name is Changjue, I always wake up when I dream of this name day and night, and the moment I see you, I know why there is always a woman with a vague face in my dreams."

"I begged her not to go, but she didn't stop and left."

In the drizzle, the palace chief's hair was dyed with fine transparent droplets, her eyes were shining, and her eyebrows were indifferent.

"You and I have never been in the past, I don't know who you are, what are you dreaming, what don't go, I don't know at all, I am now the fiancée of the master of the dark pavilion, your words are arrogance, do you know?"

Yu Chen smiled bitterly

"Changjue, you're always so ruthless."

Gong Changjue's smile slowly put away

"Since you remember, why bother to hide it like this, not telling anyone the truth, but come to question me, you are also very happy as a Dianxia, so you are reluctant to let anyone know the fact that you have recovered your memory, right?"

Gong Changjue took a few steps back,

"Yu Chen, you can't bear it, aren't you just greedy for the present time?"

"The person in your heart is not me, but the nightingale."

After the palace chief finished speaking, he didn't even turn his head, and plunged into the wind and rain.

Raindrops slipped off the umbrella and fell into the dirt.

Yu Chen looked at her distant back, and only felt the corners of her mouth bitter.

It is true that the nightingale deceived him, but the palace chief was right, in his heart, there was actually a nightingale, so he was so secretive that he did not let the nightingale know the fact that he had recovered his memory.

But he still couldn't let go, the woman in white who rescued him by the Dark Pavilion River.