At night, Han Yao Qi Moxuan and the two were lying on the bed, and Qi Moxuan hugged Han Yao from behind.

Neither of them fell asleep, and in the quiet room, the intimate two enjoyed the last warmth and stability.

"There is news from the south that the war has begun, and I may have to pass for a while."

A low and hoarse voice came from behind him, and Han Yao felt the vibration in Qi Moxuan's chest.

She knew that he had to go.

Slender hands climbed up to Qi Moxuan's big palm on his waist, "What if...... I said what if, I let you stay? ”

There was silence for a long time, "I know you've already seen Bai Xuan, come with him." ”

I'm sorry, I may not be able to stay with you, if someone can protect you, I'm willing to let you go.

"Really?" With a light sigh, Han Yao turned around and snuggled in Qi Moxuan's arms.

"You guard your kingdom, but I only want to guard you." So, can't you stay for me?

Death is like a shadow on the battlefield, in this life, Qi Moxuan can not die in the hands of the male and female protagonists, but Han Yao still doesn't want him to die elsewhere.

It's just that she doesn't want to, and she doesn't know what's wrong with her.

The broad palm gently rubbed between Han Yao's hair, he was glad that Han Yao could keep him, all along, he only thought that Han Yao was forced to give in because of his identity.

But he forgot that how could a person as proud as she care about power and status.

He thought they could live this life in peace.

But how could he back down?

"I left you guards, and they'll escort you to the docks next Friday."

Han Yao didn't speak again, listening to the heartbeat in Qi Moxuan's chest, and closed his eyes.

In the next few days, Qi Moxuan has been accompanying Han Yao in the small bungalow, and every day when he opens his eyes, he is lying next to his favorite person.

They cook together, water the flowers together, read books together, and finally fall asleep in each other's arms.

Everything is so beautiful that people want to immerse themselves in it forever.

But separation is inevitable.

Qi Moxuan stood outside the bungalow, the vehicles were ready, Han Yao didn't appear, and he didn't even say goodbye.

The window on the second floor, that's Hanyao's favorite place to stay, because every morning, the first rays of sunlight will shine from there, dispel all the chill.

"Boss, it's almost time, it's time for us to go." The driver on the side urged.

Qi Moxuan took one last look at the direction of the window, and resolutely turned around and got into the car.

The car started and gradually disappeared in front of the bungalow, until it was no longer visible, and then Han Yao walked out with a shower in his hand as usual.

The face was still cold, no different from usual.

There is a banquet in the world, but I don't know if she can wait until the day when Qi Moxuan comes back this time.

Friday's wharf, which was the last general ship from Huacheng to a foreign country, was not crowded with people on the wharf, and many people left as soon as the news came.

Bai Xuan stood on the shore anxiously waiting for the figure of Han Dying.

Even he wasn't sure if Han Yao would come back.

It wasn't until the last minute that Han Yao, who was wearing a light blue cheongsam, appeared in Bai Xuan's sight, with a few guards behind him.

Bai Xuan hurriedly greeted him, "I'm scared to death, I thought you weren't coming, let's go." ”

Bai Xuan took Han Yao's hand and wanted to pull her away, but there was a wave of resistance in his hand, and Han Yao was still standing in place with a shallow smile on his face.

"What's wrong? It's time to sail. Bai Xuan's face was a little anxious, he was worried that Han Yao would suddenly regret it.

Now the situation in Huacheng is relatively stable, but no one knows what will happen next, if the south is lost, then Huacheng will definitely bear the brunt of the next battlefield.

"I know, if I don't show up, you'll stay."

Han Yao's words made Bai Xuan have a bad premonition in his heart, and his tone even brought a pleading, "Let's go, Han Yao, he has already left you, what are you waiting for, I beg you." ”

Han Yao shook his head, "He didn't leave me behind, Bai Xuan, thank you." ”

"You ......"

Before Bai Xuan could speak, he felt a knocking pain from his stamina.

Han Yao ordered the guards behind him to put the people on the ship and left directly.

She still didn't get on the steamer.

The birch city, which used to be noisy and bustling, was completely quiet, and all the shops on the street were closed.

Han Yao came to the gate of Lixing again, and the lights that used to be green are now just a passing cloud.

As early as two months ago, Lixing was out of business, and Wang Dacai bought a ticket early and left.

The tables and chairs in the hall have long been dusty, and on the stage, the piano is still placed, and the fingers are gently caressed, and the sound of the piano is still crisp and pleasant.

The days of his debut are still vivid.

Here, it was her and Qi Moxuan's first encounter.

In the small bungalow, the completely empty Huacheng still lives a day of watering flowers and reading books every day.

As before, he would just look in the direction of the gate from time to time, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

It's been half a year, and there is still no news about Qi Moxuan, Han Yao is now in front of the flower garden, putting down the empty shower in his hand.

Nothing but knowing that he was alive.

I don't know how long I can wait.

Five years later.

The war subsided, and the city gradually returned to its prosperous scene, with the sound of selling in the streets and alleys, and the passers-by talking about the people who were about to visit the city.

"I heard that this person used to be the ruler of Huacheng, and now he has made meritorious contributions, and he doesn't do a good position, but he wants to come to us."

"Really? Didn't I hear that this fiancée is like this? ”

"Ouch, that's a great person, I heard that he used to be a big singer, but it's a pity ......"

In the tea shed on the side of the road, the rare idle drivers gathered together and chatted, and the black cars drove by on the road, splashing dust all over the ground.

Seeing the familiar room in front of him again, Qi Moxuan's eyes filled with tears for the first time.

I'm back.

Pushing open the gate in the courtyard, he took out the key he had been carefully protecting from his arms, and the gate that was extremely heavy in his heart was finally pushed open again.

"Cold, cold......"

Qi Moxuan anxiously searched for Han Yao's figure in the room, but found nothing.

The sofa and coffee table had long been covered with thick dust, and Qi Moxuan realized that the flowers that Han Yao had been carefully caring for in the yard had long since withered.

The whole room was filled with the musty smell of wood, and the days that once made him feel warm were long gone.

There is only silence.

Qi Moxuan sat on the ground a little decadently, leaning his head on the back of the sofa chair.

Perhaps, Han Yao really got on the same ship five years ago and really left here.

Obviously, this is what I expected, but why is it still very uncomfortable.

"Caught a suspicious person." The guard stood at the door with an old man who looked fifty or sixty years old in his hand, waiting for Qi Moxuan's orders.

"Get out." Roared.