Hearing this, Qing Xi also stood up in a hurry, his hands habitually behind his back, and the eyebrows that had been twisted all this time were also soothed at this moment, and his complexion returned to indifference again.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

When the words fell, the woman paused, suddenly thought of something, and said again.

"No, I'm waiting for you."

Gu Tianxin glanced at the woman, the arc of the corners of her mouth deepened, and her eyes were firm, as if they were hundreds of years ago.

No......

Qing Yan felt that the firmness in her eyes this time was different from hundreds of years ago, this time it was decisive!

It seems that she didn't lie to her, she really fell in love with the Holy Lord......

"Wait for me." Dropping these two words that sounded light, the girl disappeared in place in a flash.

But the familiar smell still lingers in the nose.

And also...... That familiar feeling.

Qing Shi stood in place, but his eyes looked out of the door.

Waiting, waiting for her to come back.

……

And at this moment, the real world.

Although not much time has passed, Bai Mo and Tang Qianluo are a little anxious.

Just count, this summer vacation will soon be over.

But there is still not the slightest bit of news about that world, about Gu Tianxin.

"Look, if I get out of the way, I'll win again." Tang Qianluo's voice sounded faintly, and he held a black chess piece between his fingertips, and unhurriedly dropped it on the checkerboard grid.

Just look at the backgammon grid, there are four black pieces lined up on the side, but the white pieces have not yet fallen.

Hear the words.

Bai Mo slowly withdrew his gaze, the snow-white hair was partially scattered on his shoulders and arms, and the man's handsome face was still gentle, but it was also a little more sad and helpless.

The tip of his right finger is holding a transparent white chess piece like jade, and his left hand is lightly holding a pot of white porcelain peach blossom brew, which is shaking lightly at the moment, and the man's beautiful amber eyes are full of complexity.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to get down so fast, but slowly and unhurriedly brought the edge of the pot of peach blossom stuffed wine closer to his lips, took a sip gently, and put it in his throat.

The white-haired beautiful man unhurriedly dropped the white porcelain jade-like chess piece in his right hand on the chessboard.

All of a sudden, I saw that on the chessboard, five white backgammons stood out side by side

Won, he won.

In the end, Bai Mo won.

"Okay, you owe me another pot of peach blossom stuff." After seeing that he had won, Bai Mo hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

At the same time, in order to remind Tang Qianluo, he didn't forget to shake the white porcelain wine jug in his hand.

Tang Qianluo closed his eyelids a little helplessly, and slowly stroked his forehead, indicating that he had a headache.

Don't be reminded.

"You don't know how much you owe me, so I'll brew it again tonight."

Suddenly, Tang Qianluo thought of Fang Cai Bai Mo's expression again, and couldn't help frowning, and then began to unhurriedly take back the black chess pieces placed on the chessboard in front of him one by one.

Seeing this, Bai Mo also began to take back the white chess.

"I don't know what happened to the good man." The moment the last white chess was withdrawn, Bai Mo's faint gentle voice slowly sounded.

Hearing this, Tang Qianluo, who was sitting opposite at the moment, was also stunned, and then continued.

The atmosphere of the scene was quiet for a while, and the only sound of chess pieces colliding was one after another.

After taking back their black and white chess pieces one by one, Bai Mo sat up straight, still with some worry between his eyebrows.

Tang Qianluo raised his eyes and glanced at him, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After all.

At this time, it's better not to say more.

The only thing that can make Bai Mo's heart settle down is to wait for Gu Tianxin to come back, otherwise everything will be empty talk.

After a long while, Bai Mo's indifferent gentle voice sounded again: "Qianluo." ”

"Let me tell you about the past."

Obviously, when he said this, there was a curvature at the corner of his mouth, but there was no trace of a smile at the bottom of his eyes, and some of them were all complicated.

It's all desolate.

(End of chapter)