Originally drank to ward off the cold, a pot was not exhausted, and the drunkenness had flooded my heart.

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It's just to clear out the tangled thoughts.

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Dream Clan, a chill rose in the night, and the moon scars sprinkled its silver-white light on the ground, and then replaced it with a thin frost along the dark green bamboo shadow slowly dyed the pavilion.

A swaying of light and shadow on the wooden frame. A few candlesticks, the wicks of which burned a faint shadow. In the night, the dark brown of the wood in the room renders everything dark, and the shadows of the flickering candlelight hit the walls, and the porcelain vase with cold plums is inserted, reflecting a touch of silence.

The long hair fell scattered, as if someone had accidentally knocked over the thick ink on the floor and staggered into several ink marks, and there were tiny petals stained in it, lingering, adding a bit of charm.

Holding the white porcelain wine glass, a mellow fragrance floats on the lips. Originally, I wanted to drink to ward off the cold, but a pot was not finished, and the shallow drunkenness had appeared in the light and shadow. The eyes of the same color as the long hair slowly opened, and the drooping eyelashes blocked the deep mist under the eyes. Raising his head and drinking the rest of the cup, his pale lips turned red like blood.

"Brother."

The star skirted the messy candlesticks on the ground and entered barefoot. His shoulder-length short hair was the same color as his brother's thick black hair, like a night sky without the light of the stars. The pattern on her robe is a dream-like unpredictable starry sky pattern, like a corner cut out of the galaxy, rendering the entire robe.

"Brother, you've been drinking." The slightly childish voice blends into the rich smell of wine in the air, and behind him is a pair of burning and twinkling eyes, and the pupils are like stars in the night sky.

The wooden door brought a gust of wind, a few candles by the door shook a puff of ethereal green smoke, the neckline of the robe blew a corner, and the six-pointed star symbol under the collarbone refracted a mysterious luster in the light at different angles. From the moment Xingxiao pushed the door in, even if she was silent, Xiao Yu, who had her back to her, knew that it was his younger sister who was just beginning to appear, the astrologer with the strongest spiritual power of the Dream Clan, and between her eyebrows, she was showing her brother's unique appearance.

"Brother, didn't you say that you don't drink anymore?"

As I recall, the last time I drank alcohol was a year ago. It seems that there has only been one snowstorm, and a year has been swept away by frost. It was another year of winter, and he didn't forget the words of the old year, but just picked up the wine glass again, and was drunk and drunk.

With a flick of his sleeve, the extinguished candlestick by the door was rekindled. The words are always tender to my sister, but I can't hide my shallow drunkenness: "Xiaoxiao, how are you ...... Didn't sleep? ”

"I'm an astrologer, so I can naturally feel the state of others, let alone the elder brother of the astrology." One by one, Xingxiao picked up his long hair that was scattered on the ground, and the soft silky touch wrapped around his fingertips. After a moment in the palm of his hand, he slowly slid down like a silk thread. Then, gently pulling up his sleeves, he sat down beside him, his delicate feet exposed outside his robe white and flawless by the swaying warm light and shadow.

"When the cold of early winter comes, and when no one is there in the middle of the night, my brother is drinking here alone, isn't it cold?"

Yu Yu turned his head sideways, and with the shallow drunkenness that surged up from the depths of his heart, he fell into the bottomless galaxy in the pupils of the star. The lines at the corners of his mouth stretched, and a warm smile separated the cold of the winter night in the air, rubbed Xingxiao's soft hair, and said softly: "Although the winter of the Dream Clan is cold, a thousand years have passed, and I can't get used to it." Xiao Xiao hasn't slept so late, is he still observing the stars? ”

"Xingxiao checked Sister Qianluo's star trajectory." Xingxiao lowered his eyes slightly, and the starry light in his pupils was a little dim, "Sister Qianluo...... Concealed her tracks. ”

The hand holding the wine glass paused in the air, but smiled softly, and the voice slowly swept through the air through the gap between the candlelight and the smell of wine, like a shallow wind, leaving not even a trace: "Qianluo, perhaps, she doesn't want anyone to know her deeds in the mortal world. ”

"In fact, the most uncomfortable thing about these things is shallowness. She wants to go to the mortal world because she wants to see the person she likes again, even if she will never see each other again. I did not abolish her spiritual powers, but allowed her to go to the mortal world, and the sacrifice was unaware, and if he knew, he would have been punished lightly after returning to the Dream Clan. ”

The words fell, and he just wanted to pick up the white porcelain wine jug, but his sleeve was pulled by Xingxiao: "Brother, don't you really think that the sacrifice is too ruthless?" ”

"But, only he can do it, can he?" The smile on the corner of his lips faded little by little, and he picked up a petal, a shallow pink, quiet and elegant, not a sad and mournful falling flower, so it will not involve a piece of sorrow that he can't understand.

"Dream Clan, with deep affection, make up dreams, but sometimes, it's really as cold as Shi Shen said. The sacrifice is ruthless, and the dream clan that can control the trajectory of the stars, if it is too biased, it will be painful to die, and it will definitely change the trajectory of the stars for this reason, and the stars will be chaotic, and the dream clan will attract natural disasters, so a taboo is set up, and the boundary of the dream clan is set as the cruel snow polar region. ”

"Since my brother knows that Sai Tu is ruthless, why should he let him decide everything?" The sleeves of the feather were clenched little by little in Xingxiao's hand, "Even if Brother Shi Shen's mother violated the taboo, it all boiled down to the love word, why did he have to end his life and be buried in such a terrible place, why did he still let Brother Shi Shen be injured and exiled to the mortal world?" Brother, you are the king of the Dream Clan, why don't you change everything? ”

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You're the king of the Dream Clan, why don't you change all that?

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"Shi Shen's mother fell in love with the people of the mortal world, tried to go to the mortal world for him, tried to change the trajectory of the stars, and Shi Shen confronted the Xinghao Palace, which violated the taboo of thousands of years. Shi Shen's mother secretly learned forbidden arts, which angered the sacrifice, so she drew her sword and cut off the rest of her life. Shi Shen ...... Turning into a mortal is also his own decision, which can be regarded as a relief for him. ”

As the king of the Dream Clan, he can't let his heart be as cold as the perennial frost and snow in the Arctic Frost, so he needs to make some ruthless decisions for him.

Xingxiao didn't understand this, and he didn't want his sister to understand. Xingxiao is an astrologer, and she has seen more broken star trajectories and parting pains than herself, but her eyes that contain a galaxy of stars but are pure and dust-free, she only frowned, got into her brother's warm and eternal embrace, picked out the petals that fell between the long hair like thick ink with her hands, and complained lightly: "Brother, Xingxiao doesn't want to see the ending as a parting trajectory again." ”

Umbrella in the dream-like drizzle slowly walking, stretch out your hand, the small raindrops in the palm of the palm will turn into flying flowers, raise your head, the light powder covering the sky is covered by the fluttering snowflakes, the sight is a pure white without impurities, the dream clan silver pavilion is hidden in the frost and snow, the scene of the ancient rhyme has been blurred.

Time has passed, and thousands of years have passed away, and they have become accustomed to it. In this way, I was entangled by distracted thoughts, unable to escape, and unable to sort out. The stars have been decided, no matter how strong the spiritual power is, what about the king of the Dream Clan, compromise may be the only choice for the Dream Clan to remain calm.

Yu Yu turned his head, and the star was leaning on his shoulder, the flickering candlelight reflecting a shadow on his sleeping face, and his hand still tugging at his sleeve.

Xiaoxiao, take everything my brother said as a story...... You are the most powerful astrologer of the Dream Clan, and you are the star that your brother will love forever.

His doting gaze shrouded the stars one by one, and he gently put down his glass, and with another wave of his sleeve, all the candlesticks were extinguished, and the lights suddenly dimmed silently.