Under the moonlight, who is dressed in silver gauze, standing arrogantly and standing upright-

The audience fell silent for a while, looking at the girl's blank expression at this moment, the helplessness and the entanglement emanated silently, and the candles on the eaves seemed to be shaking?

Quite ......

The loneliness of the high places is unbearable.

She looked at the moon with her hands, and her face under the mask was full of confusion and confusion, as if the moon was a bright lantern at this moment, and behind her-

It is an abyss from which there will be no return.

Every time I dance, there must be a task, and at this time, I fall into the emptiness of memory, as if there is a void behind me, and people cannot come and go freely.

Time is infinitely extended, it seems that a short second is also stretched and stretched, stretched to the slightest, at this moment, everyone present can see the girl's entanglement and suffering, some people don't understand, isn't it just a dance, why ......

So hard to choose?

It's because I don't understand, behind that dance, there must be something sad that makes people ......

Can't face it.

For example, in her previous life, she carefully arranged and planned carefully, after a concert, her goal was the most loyal fans of her and Yu Shengge, and every time she performed a concert, she must sit in the front row, looking at the eyes of the two of them with softness and kindness, who ever said?

If his granddaughter were still alive, she would be that age.

Who once said that if his granddaughter was still there, he would definitely be able to step on the road to idols?

He said—

His granddaughter loves to stand on the stage the most.

Who is slightly chubby and kind, the old man is good at charity, especially loves to fund some children who have no money to save and no money to study, saying that they were poor at that time, and there was no such opportunity, and now it is irretrievable, so he will help those who are in difficulty? It can be regarded as compensation for the granddaughter.

was more friendly to the two of them, and even sent someone to set up a rain shelter to stabilize the fan group every time it rained at the concert, he said-

It's not easy for you to prepare for a concert, but you can't end up in vain.

But because the charity touched the interests of the organization, some of the organization's money had nowhere to be distributed, and that night, she personally -

Buckle, down, up, wrench, machine.

That night, it seemed that the moonlight was so bright—

Under the moonlight, whose tear-stained face is reflected?

I thought that endless killing could be kept away as soon as possible, and in the emptiness, someone was unwilling to shout and ask?

Why, why, why?

At this moment, she looked at her hands in a panic, as if they were still stained with blood and sin, and there were countless anticipatory eyes in the audience, but there was no chance to see the old man's kind gaze......

I remember Yu Shenge said, it's a pity that the old man died in the fire, and she also wanted to have that regretful look, but-

No.

Because she personally sent that person to Huangquan, what qualifications does she have to fake pity?

She shook, and the figure under the moonlight seemed to be about to be crushed by some kind of unconscious, unconscious, formless pressure, and there was restlessness in the audience—

What is crystalline, crackling and dripping, shattering all over the ground.

Who was surprised to look at her?

Yu Shen Ge has said that her past is far darker and dirtier than they imagined, and even full of killing and blood.

Yu Shenge said that her past is unbearable to look back on, and one more memory will add to the pain.

Yu Shenge said that she was far from being as indifferent and ruthless as they imagined, but she had experienced a lot and didn't dare to show her true heart again.

Because who said it, because he remembered, he knew that if he asked her something about the so-called past life now, she might not tell him, because he remembered, he would not want to uncover her pain, for fear that some warm people would be pushed into the cold abyss by him again.

At this moment, the tears were deep, like a heavy knock on his heart, and he lifted his steps slightly, and wanted to hug her like this, telling her not to think, not to do, and not to take a step if it made you miserable.

But who's to say?

Dancing doesn't really matter, the important thing is that she can't face the heart she had at the beginning.

Who is sorry to say that it would not be a good thing if there was a bowl of Meng Po soup, but they are all special people, maybe they have God's mercy and God's hatred, which is true and which is false? Seriously—

It's not clear.

Who is sorry and weird?

Listening to the song of Yu Shen also transcends the vicissitudes of age and sighs-

I thought that after ten years, she would untie the knot or freeze it, but the current scene is strange.

She looked at him strangely, wondering how the person who was supposed to be frozen and cold had come into this person's arms?

At that time, Yu Shen Ge was laughing, if so-

That's a good sign.

I thought that I would work harder in this life, soften her and redeem her, which can be regarded as repaying her kindness in her previous life, but I also thought that it would be decades to say the least, in short, it would not be an overnight effort? Now......

Sima Xuan's expression was also stunned, because Yu Shen Ge said-

For the Oriental goose or the cauldron or the soft will be settled, the warm water boiled frog is absolutely unacceptable.

Her frozen heart could have condensed a pot of hot water into ice, or shatter it completely, regain her life, or let her sink without asking, and now this warm water, boiled by him, was her wonder, why—

Can this warm water still be hot?

Why is the ice still unraveling?

Since it is solved, it is strange that it is only half solved, and it is still unwilling to completely open your heart?

She looked at him with a strange gaze and said—

'I'm curious, if you don't have to force her, can you stabilize her?' ’

And Yu Shenge seemed to smile again, even more weird-

But I think you are so gentle with her, where do you seem to be a strong person? ’

Yes, his throat was astringent, probably because he was young and frivolous, and he chiseled her ice a little bit and abandoned her indifferently and ruthlessly, which can be regarded as the ruined kettle and sinking boat that Yu Shenge said.

It's just that......

He wasn't sure how many scars there were, but he cherished today's scene-

It's easy to hug her into your arms, and at this time, even if you need to, you don't want to hurt her again? For an unknown future.

He also knows that even if he hurts her, he can't do anything, if he doesn't have a friendship of more than ten years, where will she be willing to rise and fall?

By his side, because of habit, he subconsciously didn't choose to run away? Among them, the bitterness and bitterness are self-aware, and the bitterness is in my heart at this time-

Taste for yourself.

But who is firm-eyed, does not break or stand up, and lets Dongfang Yan hang like this, and always does not dare to take that real step by himself.

Is it the avenue of light or the abyss of darkness ahead?

She was accompanied by Yu Shen Ge!

Is it that now, she is willing to force this stupid goose, her eyes are deep and soft, listening to her soft whispers?

She's done so much for me, and she's so timid now, that someone should have pushed her. ’

And at this time, she was standing on the stage in a square circle, which seemed to outsiders to be just a stage, but they didn't know that she was probably a more inaccessible existence than the wild beast?

At this time, she was so tough, pushing her to the cusp, who said that you can't be soft-hearted and can't retreat, if you retreat, you won't want to come out for the rest of your life?

Be hard-hearted.

To her?

Maybe Yan'er will thank you in the future.

Because of her, she has never understood resentment or resentment, and has always only existed quietly, existing between heaven and earth-

Bittersweet self-knowledge, let the wind break it, stand proudly.

This moment is silent for eternity, and it seems that if you ignore it, you can be silent like this for 10,000 years.

He watched such a figure blowing in the cold wind of the night, the warm yellow candlelight around her could not illuminate her figure, the lonely air flow was enough to freeze all the hard-won warmth?

At this moment—

Speechless and sad.

How much does he want to rush up and take her into his arms, shelter her from the wind and rain, and tell her that there is nothing in this life that cannot be spent together?

And yet—

He couldn't.

Because who said that she is not a delicate flower raised in the greenhouse, the real bloom needs the torture of wind and rain, and the indulgence at the moment is harming her, I know that you are reluctant, you are reluctant to let me do it, I am willing to do everything in exchange for her a complete and sound life, no need to freeze herself, let her see that the world is bright and all things are bright, here-

Whatever it takes.

Isn't he?

But after all, he couldn't do it, and he didn't have the right and qualifications to do it.

Just because it was her past, it had to be done by someone related to her past.

He—

Teachers are nameless and often self-defeating.

He can give her all things in the world, the heavens, the earth and the starry sky, but he can't forcefully stuff the optical fiber world into her eyes and her heart, and all the toughness when she is immature is a destruction and a torture.

He wished her to be well in the world he could see, and to truly accept all that was good in this world.

At this moment, stop your hand, stand with your hands, stand under a vast sky with her, wait for the opening or destruction of the delicate flowers, and be willing to walk with her, not hesitating to do this-

Exhaustion, exhaustion, one, life.

Who is the one who plucks the strings with his hands? The low noise in the audience did not rise, but at this time, it was also washed by the sound of the piano and calmed down-

One of the advantages of literati watching the dance is not to shout loudly and scold. Second, be patient and wait, willing to fulfill all the good things in life, and not give premature destruction. Third, it is tolerant of all things with subtlety and meticulousness, gentleness, and silence.

This is the quality of the literati, and it is all displayed at this time.

And at this moment, the sound of the piano is clear, and Dongfang Yan is also in a trance?

She looked at the light red lamp under her feet, and the red candle wept, and was about to-

Oil, exhaustion, lamp, withering.

She raised her head again and looked at the attic on the other side, who was the one with her hands and her eyes sincere and open?

At this moment, the warmth is silent, and a wave of ripples is drawn?

Silent, speechless?

Who looked at her urgently, or maybe looked farther—

Her red lips opened lightly, cutting gold and jade, and every sentence entwined her and pulled her together, entangled to pull her out of the abyss, she subconsciously resisted and subconsciously hidden, but she was taken by her determination word by word, unconscious, unable to move.

Who is the mask with a real face and a peaceful face, who is the gentle smile and willing to yearn for it, who is the understatement to reveal the sincerity, and who is the sincere and urgent to speak? Listen to her –

"Yan'er, I don't blame you."

She was shocked, and her arm hung down in a daze, and at this time she was at a loss, and there was only space left in her sight.

Who is in a hurry to pick up the strings, and its sound is clearer? The sound was tear-jerking.

Listen to her –

"It's me who drags you down."

She subconsciously wanted to speak-

No, it's not, it's you who redeem me, it's me who is willing to be tired of you, in fact, it's not tired, but I have exchanged the blood of others for a moment of peace and well-being for you and me, it's my willingness, it's me!

Her throat was dry, and she tried to open her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

"If there is blood to kill, you should not bear it alone, even if you and I are lonely on the Huangquan Road, we should each bear half of this sin."

The tone was low, and the strings were low, and they were beating on the heart in a low voice, who was the word that only two people could understand?

At this time, there are lines gradually rising, knocking in the cold heart of whom?

The waves are endless.

Shen Yu said——

"If it is done today, you can blame me, if not, you will fall into the abyss together, and you will have nothing to complain about!"

Who is cutting the strings, looking forward to it, and finally no longer looking forward to her redemption, and at this moment, in order to redeem her, he can finally do his part-

In order to let her, look away.

The dust is gone, and the fog is flying.

Who is self-restraint and self-isolation in the emptiness, unwilling to open his eyes and see the world?

I don't even want to look at the flowers dancing in front of me, who is so timid and so fragile, but he has been waiting for her for half a lifetime of peace? Who knows at that moment, threatened her with her-

If this doesn't work out, neither you nor her will survive?

The gold medal killer bullet is not missing, for whom-

A knife put the heart in the chamber of the bullet and roasted, and every time the bullet penetrated the human body, it brought out the blood demon and bloomed blood-colored flowers, bringing another friction and shattering of the heart?

Dongfang Yan couldn't retreat, because there was her fish behind her.

When......

Did she drag down?

When will I be able to reach out and redeem her.

It was she who took it upon herself to dig up the secrets of the organization and threaten her, and asked that person-

Rescue her and Yan'er?

She didn't care what about the rest, because she was the only one in the sky who was waiting quietly with her open arms, and she had the heart to kill the rest of the people, but she was powerless, and she didn't hesitate to do this-

Dump, exhaust, all, have.

Let go, further open the sea and the sky, you give me half a lifetime of health, I will exchange you for your life to see all the flowers scattered red dust three thousand, just for you, a moment of indulgence, willing to spread your wings, fly to the high altitude that you yearn for and be bound by me.

At this moment, thank you for the shot that inexplicably ended everything, threw the two into a new world, and at this moment, let her have the opportunity to drag and drag the wild goose from the cage.

At this moment, it is silent and urging.

Centerless? and urged the God.

Bound hands together, may you have me in front of you, and the back road, you can fly high in the sky and the sea, no longer seal your heart, open your arms, and welcome the good sky that belongs to you.

Moonlight, Tsinghua, quiet.

Choice, life and death-

A thought, between.