In the dead of night, Mo Weiyi lost sleep, sitting alone on the roof, looking at the lights in the distance in a daze.

Today's incident, Ah Xiu didn't mention it, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

I can't say why Mu Chengcheng is so... Trust without hesitation.

Inexplicable dreams, inexplicable immortal-like characters, appeared in their own world, and such a real entanglement of their emotions was something that Mo Weiyi had never experienced in his life. She is calm, indifferent, she is arrogant and resolute, but when she meets Mu Qingcheng, it all comes to naught.

Have you lived here for a long time and become more human?

"Would you like a drink?"

Mo Weiyi turned around, and Raiden was looking at her condescendingly with two jars of wine in his hands. The moonlight blurred Mo Weiyi's eyes, and she thought that she had never looked at anyone from such an upward angle, but the appearance of Mu Allure always made her look up.

Reach out and take the jar and pat the position next to you.

He sat down, opened the jar and took a sip.

"Slow down, you're still a little kid, and you're drinking?" Murwiy laughed.

Raid Lin glanced at her and took another sip, "Today's incident, no one blames you..."

Morwii smiled wryly.

"Why do you trust him so much? It's not like we've known each other before..."

Why? Mo Weiyi shook her head, could she say she didn't know? Reaching out to open the wine jar, he also poured a sip, the spicy wine burned his throat and burned to his heart, and the fiery feeling rose to anxiety, reminding Mo Weiyi that she had lost herself too much during this time.

"Don't drink like this, a girl's family, just drink less."

Mo Weiyi's eyes were misty, leaning on the corner of the eaves, perhaps because of the wine, the moonlight was cold, but her face was red, and she was slightly distracted.

The two drank silently, and after a long time, Mo Weiyi said: "The first time I saw him, I felt that we had known each other for a long time, a long, long time, and a feeling of a thousand years. His appearance made my life ferment sweet, I became not like myself, there was no calm, no indifference, and more expressions began to appear on my face except for sneering, I realized that I would roll my eyes, I would laugh and scold and be angry, and I would also be dizzy. But now, my heart is full of soreness, and it's very uncomfortable......"

At this moment, Mo Weiyi, who felt that his face was very calm, seemed to be very sad and sad, so sad that he felt that even the breath of his breath was painful. Retracting his gaze, he lowered his head to cover the pain in his eyes: "You like him?" ”

Do you like it? What is that? Mo Weiyi felt that he was hallucinating in his eyes, and Mu Qingcheng in front of the moon smiled sideways at him.

"I like it!"

If his voice and smile are lingering in front of him all the time, even if he likes it.

As soon as Mo Weiyi's words came out, the person leaning against the wall under the eaves breathed sluggishly, his fingers tugging at the clothes on his chest, his finger bones turned white, and his expression was painful.

On the roof, the two drank silently, and neither of them spoke anymore.

Under the eaves, a man stood in the darkness, as pathetic as if he had been abandoned by the world.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and when he came back to his senses, Mo Weiyi was already asleep.

Two red candles, two jars of wine, and the people in the veils slept peacefully. Mu Qingcheng stood in the dark and watched quietly, Mo Weiyi's eyelashes fanning from time to time were like a feather scratching his heart.

He has always been cold, other people's affairs have nothing to do with him, and no one deserves his care except his brother. But she appeared like that, with a piece of candy in her hand, and told him that eating sweet would relieve his sorrows. A long, long time ago, there was also such a girl, who said this to him, and that person is now lying quietly in the ice coffin.

His life has been experiencing loss, loss of loved ones, loss of lovers, loss of power and wealth, and his heart has become dead and silent in the loss little by little. But the appearance of Mo Weiyi made him feel that he had gained something for the first time, and made him want to cherish, want to grasp, and want to care.

He really loved the short time he spent with her, all guilt and hatred were purified, and he was more relaxed than ever. When he heard her say that she liked her, his heart hurt as if he wanted to cry. She was so sad that she used wine to drown her sorrows, and this sorrow and sorrow came from her own use. Mu Qingcheng can imagine that it will be a desperate pain, and what he has experienced is being staged on the little thing in front of him little by little.

She was so thin that she could strangle her with one hand without much effort. But she is so smart and strong, calm and careful in handling things, and she is also warm and considerate to the people around her. The small body contains a huge amount of energy, huge enough to resolve one's hatred and grievances in the world.

But forgive me for not being able to stop for you, I still have debts to pay, and people are waiting for me, and you...... Had to live up!

Mu Qingcheng gently kissed Mo Weiyi's forehead: Thank you for liking.

Mu Qingcheng left the General's Mansion to meet someone, an old man with a gray beard and hair.

Mu Qingcheng was hidden in the dark, his mood was very unbeautiful, and he asked the old man bluntly, "Which one do you say is more important in the past life and this life?" ”

The old man seemed to be very dissatisfied with Mu Chengcheng pulling him out in the middle of the night, yawning and feeling sluggish, "Whether it is a past life or this life, you know best what you want, although you will slowly recover the memory of your previous life, but how to choose is still up to you." ”

"Why is it me, I have to slowly recall the memories of my past life?" Mu Qingcheng asked.

"Because it's your own choice, and it's because of your choice that I'm here."

"Then why don't you just tell me what happened a thousand years ago? But I want to remember it myself. Mu Qingcheng asked again.

The old man sobered up a little, "Because there was an accident when you did it back then, I can't be sure if your memory is damaged, how interesting it is to recall it yourself, do you believe what I said?" ”

Mu Qingcheng stopped talking behind his back, and he really wouldn't believe it.

The old man yawned again, and flew out more than ten meters in a blink of an eye, and the last words he left floated in the air, "Do anything to ask your heart, old man, I can't stay up at night in my old age, go to sleep." ”

Mu Qingcheng closed his eyes, there was always a pair of gentle eyes in his mind, a warm back, and then a voice called, "Ah Qing...... A light ...... I'm waiting for you."

Who the hell is it?

Mu Qingcheng opened his eyes, and the strange feeling in his heart told him that this woman was very important, and he had to find it before he could.

However, when he thought of the drunken figure in the general's mansion, Mu Qingcheng felt a pain in his heart, he didn't want that smart and stupid little girl to be hurt at all.