Want to play one to nine hundred and ninety-nine......

I don't dare to play it, I'm afraid that if it hits nine hundred and ninety-nine, the person hasn't come back yet.

There was a splendid waiting in the Red Face Fang.

But the flower chimney is getting farther and farther away from it.

The biggest oil bottle in the world just can't be put down.

Like a person is often unconscious, but to forget this person, you need to scrape that person out inch by inch from the heart, every inch is clear.

If you scratch it deeply, even if you forget it, there will be dents in your heart.

I scraped shallowly, thinking I had forgotten it, but when I thought about it, he was still in my heart.

Some people will choose to fall in love with someone else again to fill the dents, or increase the thickness of the heart to bury the past and let the past really become the past. Then love and love, some of them achieve positive results, and some of them don't love.

And some people are born not to forget, and then wait and wait, and the years finally pass.

Which one do you belong to?

I don't know...... At least for now, she's neither.

The flower clamours walk through the streets and alleys, constantly searching for ......

Qinglan treasured the flower in her hand and was about to leave......

"Qinglan!"

He was shocked, and slowly looked back, only to see empty alleys.

Auditory hallucinations?

A step forward.

"Qinglan!"

This time, it was finally clear that the voices calling his name echoed in the alleys that crisscrossed the streets.

The foot couldn't help thinking about it to himself, and immediately hurriedly followed the sound.

He was not far behind her.

"Qinglan ......"

Those who ran and searched, but did not find it, continued to search.

Unable to find it, tears finally blinded his eyes: "Woo...... It's gone again......"

He was obviously very moved in his heart, but his heart ached, how many times did he let her look for it like this?

"Master be careful with the steps!"

The clown immediately used his chubby hand to pull his master's collar back......

A figure circled in front of her with lightning bolts, holding her back to prevent her from falling.

The steps are not high, three blocks.

Originally, he used the power of milk to pull the owner's clown egg to look at the back: "Huh? A hand loosened the master's collar.

The flower fell limply on that back.

Time suddenly seemed to stand still, and the two of them did not move for a long time.

The clown was in a hurry, and flew in front of Qinglan: "Woo, Lord Qinglan, it's really Lord Qinglan!" ”

Hua Yuluo's eyes were hot, and she reached out and hugged his neck.

Qinglan naturally reached out and hugged her legs, got up, carried her on her back, didn't speak, and walked forward.

She was also quiet tonight, lying on his back, not asking anything, just putting her face to his ear and listening to the sound of his pulse.

He walked and walked on his back on her back, walking through the streets of Chaoyi.

The night is quiet, and the alleys are empty.

But Qinglan hadn't seen such a bustling empty alley for a long time.

I really want the road under his feet to never end, so that he will always carry her to the end of the cape.

But this road, after all, is still too short.

"You, why are you here?" Hua Yuluo finally couldn't help but ask.

Why did it come without the trigger lock command?

It's the same reason you set off the lantern......

"Isn't it that I became the way I am today, and you all expected it?" After asking cowardly, Hua Yuluo suddenly laughed, "How did you do it to get my body over?" ”

I didn't want to ask, but I didn't know what else to say, and I wanted to break the silence between the two, so I opened my mouth like this.

She said you, mean him and Di Yuan? Does she have a memory of being put into Ji Wuwei's body at that time?

However, her body came from another world, but no one expected.

But having done so much to her, what reason is there to deny it?

"Who is Ji Wuhuan?"

“……”

"Who is Bai Kui?"

“……”

Qinglan always thought that it would be good to see her, but now she understands that there are more problems she faces when she meets. He couldn't answer any of the questions she asked.

But the more she couldn't answer, the more she felt sorry for her.

"I still don't know anything, do I?"

"White Kui, the flower ...... I swore to resurrect"

After a long time, Hua Yuluo realized his voice: "There is something in me that can resurrect her, right?" ”

The road has finally come to an end, and the temperature behind me has dissipated.

Qinglan gritted her teeth and spit out a word: "Hmm." ”

Hua Lana heard the sound of her heart breaking continuously.

So, the lock order or something, the tree soul fruit or something, and the thing that saved her actually had nothing to do with her.

She suddenly had a grievance that wanted to scrape him out of her heart:

"That Qinglan...... What is needed today? ”

This sentence finally made Qinglan unable to take half a step, and her footsteps were so heavy that she couldn't lift up.

"I mean what I say, as long as you want, I'll give it."

"And what do I want from you?" Qing Lan finally couldn't help but roar, and her chest shook with severe pain, "I want you now!" ”

"Want me?" Hua Yuluo smiled, "Then you can ask for it." ”

The world is spinning......

With white hair like snow and green clothes like lotus, he finally stood in front of her.

Where you can reach it, thousands of mountains and rivers away......

In her eyes, which were still bright, he could see that tears were constantly pouring out of the cracks in her heart.

No matter how clever his medical skills are, the injuries that can't be healed are what he gave her, and no matter how tough the life-locking law is, he can't repair the wounds, and he was caught off guard.

"Prison."

"Huh?"

"Heal, okay?"

"Hmm."

"Healing, healed...... Okay......"

Qinglan couldn't hold back the helplessness and struggle in her heart any longer, and leaned over to kiss her lips.

"Woo......" The clown's face immediately turned red, and he quickly turned around and flew into the distance......

Her lips were cold, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't warm her up. So he hugged her waist and pushed it to himself, only to feel that the little body was trembling slightly.

What is the coldness of her lips?

He tossed and turned deep kisses, trying to overheat himself, trying to heal the wounds he had inflicted on her, and he kissed hard and carefully.

She just looked at him, and from his closed eyes came tears like two stars.

Then his kiss tasted more tears......

Qinglan's kiss, how long has she fantasized about it, for a long time.

It was the same as she thought, warm, but different, because the taste of the tears was too bitter.

But even if it's bitter, you can't refuse.

Until Qinglan painfully let go of her......

But she suddenly asked, "Don't you want it?" ”

Qing Lan was stunned, and her eyebrows were full of sadness.

Hua Yuluo suddenly felt that he was as cruel as a needle, and he clearly felt his pain, but he was happy to put a needle in his heart to relieve his pain.

Could it be that she was so eager to find him just to hurt him?

Suddenly, she regretted it.

Very uneasily, he stood on tiptoe to hug Qinglan, even if he didn't love her, don't hate her......

Leave all the problems in her mind behind, even if when reason returns, the problems are still there, but she will never hurt him again......

Qinglan held her little face, looked at her deeply, and pressed her lips to her eyebrows.

He refused to leave for a long time.

At this time, she was still afraid that she would hurt him......

"Prison ......"

"It's time for me to go back." That's all for today.

Qing Lan slammed her back, and the strength of holding her couldn't help but be a little heavier, and then a magic circle rose up in her hand and pressed it lightly on her back until the light did not enter her body.

He let go of her: "Hmm. ”

Hua Luo frowned and turned to leave.

If I knew this, I shouldn't have chased it out, at least I still had a trace of thought in my heart.

It's just self-comforting, hasn't she vaguely guessed Qinglan's intentions? It's just confirmation from his mouth.

The road back is extraordinarily long.

The night was already deep.

But from afar, you can see that Hongyanfang is brightly lit, and it is more grand and bright than the night of Fenghua's performance.

Could it be that Jiuqianliu is really waiting for her to wait for the door?

Did the Nine Thousand Streams really recognize her?

She subconsciously started running, but after a few steps, she stopped.

It would be nice if she didn't recognize her, at least it would make her feel less guilty.

Because if it weren't for the setback from Qinglan, she didn't know if she would come back.

From the beginning, she didn't think that Hongyanfang was her home.

Although she felt that she should not come back here, now, she really had nowhere to go.

The sound of the piano could be faintly heard in Hongyanfang.

The sound of the piano is very monotonous, that is, the same note is repeated back and forth, sometimes faster, sometimes slowly, as if counting......

She remembered that Jiuqianliu had said that she would come back when she counted to nine hundred and ninety-nine.

Hua Lan's steps forward stopped.

The piano in Hongyanfang suddenly stopped, and Fenghua rubbed his ears that had been poisoned for most of the night.

"Is the Third Highness sleepy?"

Jiuqianliu slowly looked up at Fenghua, and suddenly smiled.

Fenghua hurriedly said: "Although His Royal Highness is very beautiful, Fenghua is not a good man......"

"It's not your turn." Jiuqianliu smiled like a flower, and immediately stood up, "She's back!" ”

"Huh?" Fenghua was surprised, "Did you hear the voice?" ”

"I can't hear you." Nine thousand streams rushed towards the door, their red robes flying, as happy as if they wanted to fly.

"Then how does Your Highness know that she is back?"

"Hongu, I just know."

With a wave of the robe, the door slammed open. The cherry blossom petals in the precincts are blown by the wind that blows into them.

Fenghua followed to the door, which was empty.

Looking left and right, it still didn't, and he didn't feel his eyebrows raised: "Your Highness's intuition seems to be wrong." ”

Jiuqianliu did not answer, and looked into the distance.

Fenghua looked hard, only to see a hazy figure in the distance: "So far away, so dark, Your Highness is sure ......"

The red shadow beside him has gone away in the blink of an eye.

In the night, I suddenly remembered the voice of counting: "Nine hundred and ninety-one, nine hundred and ninety-two, nine hundred and ninety-three, nine hundred and ninety-four, nine hundred and ninety-five......"

Turning to leave, Hua Yuluo's footsteps paused instantly.

The sound of counting suddenly stopped.

Hua Yuluo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned back, but there was still the empty and dim road in front of him.

Obviously, she heard the voice of the nine thousand streams.

I took two steps forward unconsciously.

call

Blue flames suddenly lit up on both sides of the road, and the flames jumped, like a ball of fox fire.

Nine thousand streams walked out of the roadside, and the warm voice slowly counted: "Nine hundred and ninety-six, nine hundred and ninety-seven, nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine......"

It just so happened that he stood in front of her, pretending to be surprised, and said: "Ah, the little boy is really punctual, and the palace likes punctuality the most." ”

Without such ......

No matter how you control it, you can't help but burst into tears.

Jiuqianliu smiled and reached out to scratch her crying nose: "Welcome back, Hua Yuluo." ”