ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

She knew who he was.

She knew it before he even confessed to her.

The Sifang City was full of rocks, and that night she climbed the tallest tree at the city gate by the moonlight, originally just on a whim, wanting to see the whole picture of this city cast by the Sifang rocks at the highest place, but she didn't expect to see his originally jade-white hands grow ten fingers and sharp claws, easily tearing apart the fourth-order goshawk that swooped down in mid-air.

On that full moon night, the gentle man she was familiar with, his black hair turned white from hair, blending with the pure white clothes, flying wantonly under the moonlit night, that was the first time she saw him turn into a beast.

At that time, she thought that the person who was always with her was a demon, and she knew that she should not continue to entangle, but she couldn't resist his thousands of goodness, and she was stubborn and willful, and according to what she thought in her heart, she still didn't leave.

But this incident has become a demon, making it difficult for her to sleep peacefully.

I woke up at midnight again and again, slipped into his room in the dark, and never thought that I would see this man's white-haired bewitching appearance again on the second moonlit night.

Sijingyue still remembers that night was the annual Holy Day in Sifang City, and she happened to meet it, and accompanied him to drink a few more glasses of wine, she thought she had a good amount of wine, but she didn't expect the Changliuxian brewed by the brewing master in the city to be so pure, the two of them drunk and slept on a bed, and woke up in the middle of the night, he was already the demon with white hair and blue eyes, red lips and demons like blood.

Fear, unwillingness, more anger at being deceived, palm hot, the birthday gift that Brother Jiu gave her and Lu - the bone fan has reached his neck.

If Shen Mu is really a demon, even if he is loved by the people when he is a man, even if he is gentle enough to withstand all the good things in this world, he is a scourge after all.

When the sharp edge of the bone fan was about to cut through his white paper-like skin, she saw the red lips slightly open, and the familiar voice came with a gentle voice like a warm sun, "Jingyue, I like you." ”

Clearly didn't want the fan to disappear, but as if she couldn't control her state of mind, the bone fan disappeared in her hand in an instant, and before she could calm down, the person with snow-white hair scattered all over the bed on her side raised his hand and hugged her, with a strong smell of wine, and found her lips.

Approximately as the Queen Mother said.

Some people, love, is love.

It doesn't matter if he is a man, a demon or a beast, what he loves is only his existence, and it is the feelings he gives himself.

A crazy night, at dawn, she closed her eyes, she was still lamenting in her heart, thinking about how to introduce her husband to her father and ninth brother after returning home, and how to make them accept him.

It's just that she didn't expect it at the time.

When he opened his eyes again on the second day, Shen Mu was no longer there.

Whether it is the white hair like snow and the demonic body on the moonlit night, or the quiet and elegant Shen Mu during the day, it is gone.

Only one letter was left for her.

Three years?

She was angry and laughed at herself, even if she was the last to leave, she never forgot it for a moment.

No one knows what her mood was when she saw him again in the restaurant that day, no matter how stubborn she was, she couldn't deceive herself in her heart.

The person she loves is back, and she may make things difficult for him, or she may let him taste the taste of waiting, but only ...... Won't give up on him.

And now?

The two people she valued the most in the world in front of her told her that Shen Mu was gone...... Shen Mu, dead?