Under the moonlight, a graceful figure stood quietly in front of the statue of the ancient city, the moonlight like water hit her white and flawless face through the faint clouds, a pure white snow-colored dress swayed in front of the square in the breeze, and the quiet eyes looked at the eyes of a statue.

The emptiness within a radius of several miles, whether the bleak scenery is as good as a thousand years, who has stood in front of this statue, and whether there are people who look at the statue so affectionately with cold eyes.

There is a slight smile between the lips and teeth of July's peerless face, the slender and shiny hand slowly pulls up a long hair stained with moonlight, and blows the long flute engraved with the word "Jifu" in his hand worriedly, the tune is suddenly tactful like the flowing water of the mountains, sometimes like a number of nine cold ice straight into the abyss of the cold pool, the ethereal notes are like curling green smoke to help the green mountains and green water and go straight into the clouds, the dim environment outside the mountains reveals unknown dangers, in this desperate valley a song of flute faintly implies the faint mood of July, The unwavering eyes did not seem to be discouraged by the hopeless situation.

A song of clear sound sighed through the quiet of the surroundings, Zhu Beichen was not disturbed and stood quietly behind Qiyue, staring at the beautiful figure that seemed to not exist in this world for the first time, the thin light gauze revealed the white and tender skin that could be broken by blowing, and every smile and look back had the dust-free temperament of an extraordinary woman, and there was an unattainable estrangement in the noble and demure.

July noticed the movement behind him and only said, "Haven't slept yet?" ”

In this case, I am afraid that it is not only Zhu Beichen who can't sleep, everyone in the camp dozens of meters away is lying in the tent, and their hearts are beating restlessly. The ethereal sound of the flute seemed to stir their mixed thoughts.

Zhu Beichen smiled, his eyes were confused and confused, and said, "I can't sleep if I have something in my heart." I remember the first time I heard you give a was in the Jiuqu River Valley. ”

I can still remember the night when I was captured in the Jiuqu River Valley, and it was also in such a quiet night, the clear and ethereal sound of the flute drifted over the distant mountains and drifted on the top of the clouds, thinking of the little girl who played the beautiful fairy sound on the bank of the Heishui River, and even felt the figure of the girl who played the flute like a fairy, and the sound quality was pure and unmixed, like the pure heart of the musician.

July's eyes flickered, Beichen still remembered those days, the two had never been masked, but they could clearly feel each other's existence, she said softly: "I can't imagine that you still remember, your illness will further deteriorate your memory, count the days, I'm really afraid that you will even forget the details of what happened in half a year." ”

Standing for a moment, Zhu Beichen sighed deeply, and slowly closed his eyes to reminisce about the afterglow of the tune. I have forgotten too much about the events of half a year ago, but everything about July is still vivid in my mind as if it was yesterday, and the posture and tune are still deeply in my memory.

Raising his head slightly to meet the eyes of July, holding the familiar face plate that was close at hand, the hairs at the corners of July's shy eyes blinked slightly, and Zhu Beichen clearly felt the heavy gasping between each other.

With a good aroma between the breaths of July, such as precipitated and sealed aged wine, and a warm and emotional atmosphere, Zhu Beichen couldn't help but put his lips up.

As light as a promise of night, time is also silent in this warmth, countless scattered snowflakes are bustling and falling, dotted between the dresses of the two people, and the passionate kiss infects the elegant snow scene, and the charming and emotional picture makes people fall in love.

"July, I'm afraid I can't wait for the three-year deadline, do you regret marrying me in this life?" She is still so young, and a beautiful woman should enjoy the best scenery in this world, instead of accompanying herself through thrilling scenes.

"Beichen, Grandma Tong Jia said when looking back on her life before she passed away that what she did in the past was inevitably biased and wrong, but she has no regrets in this life. Now July wants to reply to you in the same way, July has no regrets in this life. ”

When he said this, Qiyue did not hesitate, but looked at Zhu Beichen's face calmly, still the contours and bright eyes in the old days, he was calm and wise in Qiyue's heart at all times.

The breath of the two of them stirred the snowflakes in the sky, and the temperature was also dropping, the warm body in Zhu Beichen's arms was soft and warm, and the faint body fragrance was intoxicating his senses, at this moment, Zhu Beichen really wanted to hold July like this forever, without thinking about the ethereal sand-buried ancient city above his head, without thinking about the whereabouts of the Emperor's Heavenly Book, it was too tiring and tiring to pursue these things that might not exist at all.

"You guys are really sincere, and you still have this sentiment in this situation, it's really emotional." Behind the two, Han Qingxin joked, pinning his hands behind him clenched his fists tightly, forcibly holding back the complicated feelings of jealousy and resentment. If July hadn't followed, she hadn't appeared here, or they hadn't met in this huge ancient city, maybe it would have been her who was accompanying Beichen now.

In the tent with dim lights, Jiang Erye, Han Qingxin and others were still repeatedly studying the topographic map of the square, and the stubbornness of not being willing to give up and accept failure prompted them to find a way, there was more than one entrance to the ancient city, and they were studying and talking fiercely all night with the last glimmer of hope, and the situation suddenly changed just a few minutes ago.

The third voice stunned Zhu Beichen and July to leave each other awkwardly, Zhu Beichen's face was different, and he felt that his mind was blank, especially after capturing a trace of imperceptible loneliness and sadness in Han Qingxin's eyes, he didn't know how to answer, and hesitated: "You... Is there something wrong and can't sleep? "What am I talking about?

Han Qingxin looked at the intimate two people motionlessly, the flush between the cheeks of the two had not yet receded, time was flowing quietly, and the bleak scenery suddenly pulled into the existence of the three people. A minute later, Han Qingxin didn't seem to have seen anything, but just said in a condensed voice: "The second master has discovered, we still have hope, you come into the tent with me to take a look." ”

After that, Han Qingxin turned her head and walked towards the tent alone, and the sour tears gurgled and fell in the invisible corners of the two behind her, soaked with the scattered snowflakes, and were constantly wiped by her, until the figure got into the tent and returned to the cold and stubborn military image of the past.

Did she cry? July could clearly see Han Qingxin's loneliness when she turned around, her shoulders trembling slightly, and the subtle emotional changes couldn't hide from July's eyes.

At this time, the narrow tent was crowded with a bunch of people, Qijian and Jiang Erye stared intently at the computer screen, and the fat man was pacing in the tent with his hands behind his back, and Su Hao's diary was placed in front of the folding table where the computer was placed, and the page turned to one of them. Zhu Beichen and Qiyue, who had just entered the tent, almost collided with the fat man.

Qijian looked away from the computer, turned to Zhu Beichen and said, "Beichen, I'll tell you good news, maybe we don't have to wait until June." ”