She couldn't believe what she was seeing, and she always felt that all this was her own imagination, so she didn't dare to approach or ask.

They just looked at each other from afar, and no one spoke.

Twisting his hands, he rubbed the corners of his cashmere coat restlessly.

It took a while for her to get up and walk towards the Dragon Nightlord.

Maybe it's for verification, or maybe it's just to get closer, a little closer......

“。” Long Limo, who came not far away, opened his mouth and carefully advised, "I brought you a coat, didn't you say that you can't come out so thin?" ”

"Away, away from Mo." The footsteps were stiffly paused, and he looked sideways at the person who was yearning for him.

"Come out in the future, scarves, gloves, hats, coats, no one is missing, do you know?" Long Limo was still instructing, and he didn't seem to notice what he had just seen.

And when he took the coat, he looked at the iron fence.

There...... Empty.

Really...... Is it just an imagination of your own?

The Dragon Night Lord didn't appear, everything was just his own hallucination.

Her eyes dimmed, she withdrew her gaze, and silently put on her coat.

When Long Limo wanted to give her a scarf, she shook her head and refused, but took it herself, surrounded her, and slowly put on her gloves, "Actually, you don't have to come out, I'm already planning to go back." ”

"You didn't eat breakfast?" Long Limo's attention was not on what she said, but looked at the sandwich that was left out on the side, and frowned slightly, "I'll make it for you when I go back." ”

"No, I'm not really hungry."

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry, and you have to have a stable meal." This time, Long Limo's tone was undeniable.

I didn't want to say anything, so I could only follow him back to the house.

After just a few steps, I couldn't help but look back.

His gaze was still fixed on the place where the Dragon Night Lord had appeared just now, and it was still very empty, and there was nothing abnormal.

She slowly withdrew her gaze, and her heart was suddenly lost.

It is precisely because of the loss that I didn't think about why I was lost.

Long Limo made a simple breakfast, it was hard to refuse, so he could only eat a little.

The two barely talk to each other now, but they get along fairly peacefully.

It just so happened that Long Limo had a phone, so he took the opportunity to go upstairs, and when he went to Sisi's room, he found that he was still sleeping, and went downstairs silently, returned to his room, and planned to paint, it seems that only in this way can he keep his current self calm.

But she picked up the pen and thought about the picture just now.

Long Yejue, dressed in black, stood outside the iron fence, his eyes were cold, and he looked at her deeply.

That gaze made her heart ache.

Trying to calm herself down, it was all in vain, and by the end she was already in a cold sweat, and the hand holding the pencil was trembling slightly......

It's destined to be impossible to draw.

When she put down her pencil, she let out a long sigh of relief as if she had lifted her burden.

But the emptiness that followed made her heart ache, very painful, very painful.

She walked to the window, her gaze fixed on the full chapter (8) (6) (k) (l) (c) (o) (m)