Yaoguang knew Shen Ke's true identity, knew that Yan Han was a closed disciple of the divine doctor, and knew that Aunt An He was Aunt Shen's daughter, she knew, all of them.

Although I am at home, I know a thing or two about all the famous people at this time.

That day, Mo Xuan asked her why she left home, and this casual question made Yao Guang think about it for a long time. She didn't dare to reveal her true identity, she was cowardly.

Shen Ke dared to reveal her real name, but she didn't dare. There are a few people in the world who still remember her name as Fifth Yaoguang. Aunt Anhe died, the mother was gone, all the people who knew had left, and she had only been shining since she entered the palace that day.

Even if she is not called Yu Feifei, she is using another pseudonym, she doesn't dare to mention her life experience, she doesn't dare to expose her gender.

Even when she slept every night, she wrapped the bandage on her chest tightly and couldn't breathe, which made her feel safe.

One wrong step and one wrong step, Qi Ze took her as hope and brought her out of the sea of fire. She is the hope of 30,000 days and nights to train soldiers, she is the hope of the old ministers who accompany her to suffer, but she is not her own hope.

It was pitch black and there was not a single ray of light.

She was cowardly, unable to confide in anyone, even if she left Qi Ze, even if she left the 30,000 trained soldiers, even in the valley of this paradise, she was like a marionette, never breaking free.

Knowing that Mo Xuan is just looking for a topic, the speaker has no intention of listening. She can't look at herself, she can't reveal everything. The innocent, lively and cheerful is used as a hypocritical cloak to wrap the heart that has been tormented all the time.

Anger or dissatisfaction with himself, Yaoguang lowered his eyes, without the arrogance just now, and slowly spit out the turbidity in his heart.

"You go back." Then turn around and close the door.

Mo Xuan watched Yaoguang close the door, but he couldn't muster up the courage to open the door, what Yaoguang said was not wrong, he didn't dare to reveal his true identity because he was afraid.

If he was covering up at the beginning, he was just worried that someone would want to take advantage of his identity. Well, the hiding now is the fear of losing something.

The door closed, as if the relationship between the two was completely blocked, as if after turning around and leaving this time, it was really a stranger.

The game continued, and Yaoguang vanished.

It seems that when you encounter a problem, you will only flee again and again, and you would rather fly away than bear to stay where you are and face the problem. In the teahouse, the storyteller will stand in front of the stage at the same time every day and tell the lingering love story. The spectators applauded as usual.

The sunlight shone into the room, waking Yaoguang from the nightmare, into the reality of fear, dragging the tired figure down from the upstairs, in the corner, calling for two plates of snacks, a pot of tea, a brew is a day, there is no intention to go to other places to move around.

The body has also become weak due to the long-term laziness.

She was just confused again, and couldn't find a reason to convince herself, to return to Zize, not to get out with great difficulty, this was all she longed for.

returned to Mingning Valley, but she didn't know how to deal with Mo Xuan, and the unreasonable troubles of that day still made her difficult to let go.

Confused? Fear? Get cold feet?

"Are you here?" A certain guy, as always, sat in front of the team very consciously and poured himself tea, this attitude of not seeing the outside is surprisingly indifferent today.

"Hmm!" Yaoguang nodded, and there were generally no waves in the stagnant water.

"I remember on the game list, tomorrow's first game is you, don't you go back now?" Shen Ke glanced around, and used coercion to suppress the people who lived in the shadows and waited for an opportunity to act.

"It's still early." Yaoguang looked at the scarlet-shrouded sky outside the window and sighed softly.

"If you're depressed, why don't you drink? A hangover can empty your brain, and tea will only bring a feeling of fullness. Shen Ke snatched the tea that Yaoguang sent to his mouth and put it aside.

"Seven Princes!" The suppressed emotions seemed to have a breach, and some sharp voices came out of Yaoguang's mouth, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Just blurted out like that, recklessly.

"I knew that the characters in this competition were all Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Shen Ke saw Yaoguang restlessly rubbing the rim of the cup with his fingertips, and said half-jokingly.

"I'm a little envious of you." Yaoguang heard Shen Ke's half-responsive tone, and said in a trembling voice.

"Envy me? Being ridiculed by everyone is a broken sleeve, I have a status and no one dares to talk about it in front of me. Why care? Shen Ke raised his eyes to look at him, and the corners of his mouth were disdainful smiles.

"Hmm." Yaoguang lowered his eyes and looked at the dim sum on the table, not noticing Shen Ke's self-deprecation.

"Do you envy me, dare to do it, free and unrestrained." This is not a question, but a firm statement.

"Hmm."

"I envy you......" The hidden words of envy being liked by someone can only be hidden in the bottom of my heart. A lot of things are so strange that the person you envy may also envy you, you desire to have certain characteristics of others, and you ......

You look at the view from the bridge, and the people watching the view are watching you from upstairs.

"Forget it, do you want to drink? Some things you can't say can be said while you're drunk, and I'm so drunk that I wake up tomorrow and don't remember anything. Shen Ke's words were too tempting, Yaoguang was tempted, she really wanted to find someone to talk to, but she was afraid of what burden she would have if she said these words.

"Okay." Yaoguang had a light smile on his face, gloomy and squeezed behind.

"You'll have to wait for me, though!"

"Huh?"

"Since you have already recognized your identity, then I will naturally remove this layer of camouflage from my face and reveal my handsome face." Shen Ke was still smiling ruffianly.

Yaoguang felt that such a smile was very warm, she was in a very calm mood, she didn't have that kind of feeling of being suppressed all the time, and she didn't reach the number of heavy burdens, but it allowed her to breathe.

The blood-red sky became more and more colorful, and the most gorgeous moment ushered in the dark night.

Yaoguang is only thirteen years old, and his height is naturally not as good as Shen Ke as an adult, this guy naturally puts his arm on Yaoguang's shoulder, Yaoguang is petite, as if he is being held hostage in the crook of Shen Ke's arm.

"You guy is petite, you can't stand the spirits of our north, let's try the bamboo leaf green wine that is abundant here." It's always in the details that care is there.

"Hmm." Yaoguang responded.

"It is said that the bamboo leaf green wine is moderately sweet, soft and refreshing, and has strong water town characteristics." Shen Ke took care of himself and chattered endlessly.

Maybe you're drunk before you even drink. It's just that a reason is missing, an excuse.