Late at night, people are quiet.

The beauty under the moon is full of sorrow.

Jiang Liang's heart was in turmoil, lying on the bed, unable to sleep at night, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

The light in my mind is strange, and I can't tell if it's a dream or reality.

In the dream, she laughed, she cried, and she called him cool.

He also cried, and he asked her, where have you been? Why don't you want me?

She was talking and crying.

The sound is getting quieter and more ethereal......

He chased after her, questioning her.

It's just, depressed.

Jiang Liang turned over again, and the shadow of the peaceful departure during the day recklessly broke into his heart.

She got into a taxi.

He caught up with her.

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but I didn't know where to start.

What to say?

He didn't know either.

Stood there in silence.

He didn't speak, he looked at her stubbornly, he just wanted an answer.

The two were relatively speechless, with green silk and white hair, and the land was barren.

She smiled suddenly, her amber eyes dyed with a small burst of joy. For a time, spring blossomed.

Amazing the years, amazing the passing years.

She called him.

Cool ......

You've found me......

Jiang Liang sat up violently, and his mind was clear for a moment.

He found her, she said.

His chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped for air.

Immediately, my heart became even more chaotic. All kinds of complex emotions, intertwined. Confusion spreads over the eyes, and there is a mist in it.

Raising his distracted eyes, he struggled to get up, his lips trembled slightly, and he murmured.

Ningning ......

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, don't have a taste in my heart.

The corners of the eyes are slightly red, slightly raised.

The bewildering peach blossom eyes seem to be squinting. The inky eyes drooped slightly, covering a pool of cloud brocade.

Reach out and touch the tail of the eye, slightly moistened.

In my heart, sow a seed.

Seeds of suspicion.

No need to work day and night, rain and dew moisturize. When the time comes, it will sprout.

Jiang Liang simply got up and pushed open the window.

Whoever reads the west wind is cold alone. Xiao Xiao Huang Ye closed the window. Contemplating the past and setting up the remnant sun.

was shocked by the wine, and slept heavily. The gambling book is full of tea. At that time, it was just ordinary.

He is not a sentimental person.

He is clearly a man with a rock-like heart.

His heart is small, and he only lets go of the next person. Even he can't stuff himself, and he can't let it go.

His heart had only opened a crack in the man. Let her in, and never let her out again.

It's so cold......

With a fresh cool night breeze blowing, a chill to the bone. Jiang Liang tightened the single clothes on his body, his body was weak and cold.

The ink-colored eyes were bright and extinguished, and a moment of light passed through the eyes. Next, it is dyed with a roll of ink.

Endless blackness, endless confusion.

Endless fragility......

Today, the moon is exceptionally round and bright. Looking at the vast land with a smile, compassion.

Lonely sycamore, deep courtyard lock Qingqiu.

Jiang Liang suddenly hated and hated the ruthlessness of fate.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly, there should be no hatred.

He couldn't.

Is she his Ning Bao?