"Arlo."

I broke away from Su Han's embrace and walked towards Qin Luo.

It's just that the imaginary irritability and anger did not come, Qin Luo's eyes only flashed a slight wave, and he quickly regained his composure, turned around and was about to go upstairs.

"Arlo, it's not what you think."

I chased after me, whispering that my shirt that had just dried would be wet again, and that the night breeze was cool and made me shiver.

But Qin Luo didn't stay, and went directly through the wall and entered the door.

The knot on my hand has been removed, and without their help, I am just a mortal in the flesh. I opened the door in a hurry, and it took me a long time to remember that my key was still in my bag.

And the bag, in the hands of the man who was smiling at me in the hallway.

"Do you need me to go in and explain to you?" Su Han's voice was still warm, and he took the cloak from my hand.

I turned my head to look at the closed door, and Li Qinluo's gentle and sometimes indifferent form repeatedly appeared in my mind. And with the look of nonchalance just now, I don't know what I need to do to touch the real Qin Luo.

"Ann." Su Han called me again, and habitually reached out to touch my head.

It's just that before his hand fell, Qin Luo had already come out of the door, and he had changed into the regular clothes I bought.

"If your hands are well raised, this king will be happy to cut them off for you."

Qin Luo walked over coldly, bypassed me, and gently pushed Su Han to the corner.

Su Han was not annoyed, he looked at him with a smile, and the fan that was necessary for B was held in his hand again, and gently hit the back of Qin Luo's hand: "Don't work for you, if you don't want it one day, I will deal with it myself." ”

"Let's be honest, then." Qin Luo said, got up and let go, glanced at me, and pulled a very complicated expression at the corner of his mouth.

"Gu Anzhi, can't you let me worry a little bit?" His tone was calm, but it sounded heavy to me, and I would rather he be angry and angry like he used to, even if it was a strong X, not used to this kind of detached care.

"I ....."

"First I got a child, and now I get a middle-aged woman, and your mother will come back the day after tomorrow, have you forgotten?"

I was shocked, I actually forgot what an important thing, did my mother come back, did it mean that Qin Luo was also leaving.

"Not only that, but she also provoked a nightmare that is more than 2,000 years old, and I was injured by me and now I don't know where to go."

"And you're still standing here?" Qin Luo's eyes narrowed into a line, and his long eyelashes curled arrogantly like his master.

Compared with his seriousness, Su Han looked relaxed, and the paper fan was hula and lala. "So isn't that accompanied her to you?"

Qin Luo didn't speak again, as if he was thinking about something.

The old-fashioned building lights are still the kind that will turn off automatically as soon as they reach the point.

With a loud rooster crow, the dim light faded, and only a few rays of morning light refracted in the entire corridor, sprinkled on the two men.

What a picture.

I had been tossing all night, looking at the two statue-like people, and I couldn't hold back and wanted to lean against the door.

I didn't want my head to touch that I don't know when there was an extra bulge, and in an instant, there were only various little stars left in front of me, watching Qin Luo turn into two, two into four......

Finally, a sense of powerlessness swept over my body, and the moment I landed immediately, I fell into the arms that made me think about it.

"Arlo."

I saw Qin Luo open the corners of his mouth, as if he was saying something to me, but my body was no longer called by me, my eyelids drooped, and I fell into a dream.

Since Qin Luo came, I have rarely dreamed.

Unexpectedly, after I fell unconscious, I found myself on a piece of grass, lying on a refined chair with a delicate fruit bowl and a small incense burner beside it.

A white figure was walking towards me, the figure was a little familiar from a distance, and when I walked in, I was shocked again, isn't this the man I just saw in the bomb shelter? Why is it in my dreams again?

In the time I was in shock, he had already walked up to me.

I wanted to get up, but I found that my body didn't have any strength, and I was even more tired than after Qin Luo XXOO.

He stood in front of me, bent down and staring at me.

The hands ran from between my eyebrows to my lips.

I turned my head in disgust, only to find that I couldn't move, and I was even deprived of the right to speak.

His fingers pressed lightly on my mouth, and then suddenly retracted it, and the already smiling face looked even more weird.

He picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip. He looked me up and down like looking at the goods, and then said softly: "No wonder Ah Sheng won't let me kill you, this taste is really beautiful." ”

As he spoke, he put his hand on my cheek again.

It's just that it's not meant to be rude, but it's a hard force, as if it wants to crush my jaw.

Fortunately, this is just a dream, no matter how good it is, the outside world is still the outside world.

"What do I want to do with you, you say?"

I don't know what he was thinking about, but he suddenly let go of the hands around my neck and quickly opened my dumb.

"What exactly do you want to do?" I swallowed hard, and finally I was able to breathe well.

Looking at the surrounding mountains and rivers and the ancient style, I only felt that the man in front of me was more terrifying than I imagined.

On the way back, Asuhan once gave me a simple popular science, that is, nightmares are also divided into levels.

The simplest is the kind that has not yet formed a body shape, that is, it can only be attached to the human body and make trouble when sleeping at night, such as the so-called ghost press bed that we will encounter for a long time, in fact, sometimes this kind of thing is doing tricks.

The high-end ones already have a form, can enter people's dreams, and give you some hints in their dreams.

Generally speaking, for those who have a strong mental quality, it will just be regarded as a nightmare, but if you encounter those who are not strong enough in psychological quality and are not strong-willed, then there is no way, the light one may lose some money, and if the heavy one is heavy, he may lose his life.

It's just that this is not the most powerful, the most powerful is the kind that can create dreams at will by yourself, and can walk in the sun, but there is no shadow.

In front of me, this is a master-level nightmare.

"Me? Don't want to do anything? Obviously, you disturbed me and Ah Sheng's rest, why did you come and ask me now. The white-faced scholar chuckled and sat there eating by himself.

"Ah Sheng?" I looked at him suspiciously, is there a second person around?

As if to see my doubts, a melodious guqin sound suddenly came from afar.

I also grew up in the sound of this piano since I was a child, especially the sound of the jade guqin is more sensitive, but at this moment, my heart is suddenly quiet.

It is said that when a pianist plays the piano, the level of the work is often related to his own state of mind.

This man didn't play those minor keys, but the famous song "Mountains and Flowing Water", but I didn't hear too much grief and regret from the sound of the piano, nor did I hear the joy of meeting a good friend.

On the contrary, it is very helpless, even mixed with the emotion of longing for liberation.

A purple figure gradually appeared in the gazebo not far away, and I didn't move, but I felt a flower in front of me, and the white-faced scholar in front of me disappeared in an instant, and pounced directly on the purple figure.

"Ah Sheng, you are finally willing to see me!" The white-faced scholar's voice had a trill, as if he was crying.

I looked over angrily, and the person sitting in front of the guqin stood up, and saw that the figure seemed to be much taller than the white-faced scholar, it was really a man, was it so open in ancient times?

While I was thinking, the man named Ah Sheng had already put away the guqin and walked slowly towards me.

Looking at the clothes, it seems that he is not an ordinary person, the patterns and ribbons on it are styles that are only used in the palace, but they are not ordinary courtiers and princes.

Seems to be a musician, or a ceremonial officer.

He walked slowly, almost as accurately as jumping.

Because I only felt that his body was constantly getting closer to me, but the shape of his feet never changed.

His facial features are not as outstanding as the white-faced scholar next to him, but he has a bookish smell on his body, which seems to have been impregnated by music and ancient books for a long time, like a green lotus that has been left behind.

The white-faced scholar hung on him like a koala, chattering all the way.

But the man in purple just looked at him, ignoring him and not caring about him harassing himself.

For a while, I couldn't figure out the relationship between these two people even more, are they a couple? Or is it a more complicated relationship than a couple.

Could it be that they are brothers? And then the younger brother fell in love with the elder brother, and if he couldn't get it, he would take possession after a love killing?

"Girl, it's not what you think." As if to see through my thoughts, the man in purple spoke.

The tone was very gentle, and he also gave me a standard scholarly salute: "I'm sorry girl, I didn't intend to stay in the world, but Alai was too obsessed with it, and he actually involved so many innocent people." ”

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the white-faced scholar in his arms helplessly.

"Are you a nightmare too?" I looked at him blankly, a little unsure, one is already difficult to deal with, if it is really two, it will not only be dangerous for me, but also a time bomb for the entire Yanjing.

"I'm not, I'm just a person who has been dead for a thousand years, I should have been in a handful of dust at this time, but I didn't expect him to be able to chase me after I died."

The man in purple said, his gaze becoming complicated.

As if he had made up his mind, he suddenly smiled at me.

Immediately after, his body turned into a light purple smoke, and it went into my mouth so strangely.

I only felt as if I had some more strength in my body, and then I saw that the white-faced face was full of hideousness, and the hair was flying wildly.

"Good, good, good!"

"Nansheng, you are really ruthless! I'd rather be nourishment for this woman than be with me! ”

"But do you think I can't help it?"