Splashed with dust, there was a faint pain in his chest.

The moon was dim, and under the dark clouds, endless darkness struck, engulfing the people in the barren mountains.

In the quiet environment, Zhu Beichen could only hear his own puffing and his heart beating violently. In the unknown darkness, there always seems to be a pair of deep pupils staring at him in the dark, looking around his back.

With a deep resentment, I watched the pinprick-like tingling of my backbone, and the cold sweat soaked through the T-shirt on my body drop by drop. A thought tells yourself, don't look back, don't look back.

With the faint light of unknown origin, a hazy reflection gradually appeared on the ground in front of him, and Zhu Beichen's breath at the moment tightened his heartstrings, and sweat quickly fell along the sweat glands and limbs between his foreheads.

He observed the projection on the ground in front of him, quickly calculating the speed at which something unknown behind him approached him. The image slowly shifted, leaning towards it at a uniform speed as it went.

The black shadow gradually revealed a human figure, Zhu Beichen's heart finally calmed down, calculating that when the person behind him was almost 10 meters away, he suddenly turned around, he couldn't let anything in the darkness get too close, the breath of this shadow brought him a very depressing feeling, and he was also very frightened.

"Ouyang Ying, it's you, I was almost scared to death by you." Zhu Beichen saw Ouyang Ying's beautiful face through the faint light source, and a hanging heart finally let go.

No, a cold thought came to my head. How did she come here, in the wilderness, why did she appear at this moment.

Why did the cold shadow make him feel so frightened, and the obscene Taoist priest reminded himself, beware of Qingwen, is it her in front of her?

Ouyang Ying, who was dressed in a green military training uniform, had a delicate figure that was difficult to hide, but her expression was still so cold, revealing the cold air of an iceberg.

She didn't say a word, and it was difficult to capture her mood ups and downs at the moment, which made it impossible to see through. The two of them stood silently.

A flash of lightning flashed from the sky, brightening the darkness in front of the two of them, and the sound of rolling thunder came. The white light brought by the lightning hit Ouyang Ying's fair cheeks, and a contemptuous expression arose under that pure face, and his eyes were full of resentment. As the figure in the green military uniform left, Zhu Beichen caught the resentment from her expression that appeared for a moment, and under her indifferent and arrogant face, there seemed to be a lot of things hidden, why was it such an expression.

"After a farewell, the two worlds hang in suspense. I only say March and April, who knows five or six years. "Ethereal sound, faint grievance, no one in heaven and earth understands her.

"Mad girl." Zhu Beichen cursed at her back.

The raindrops were falling, and the icy liquid kept spilling on the forehead, between the clothes. The cool temperature woke me up, and the scene just now was like a dream, washed by the rain, washed away.

Zhang Chu also came from the rain, still with scars on his shoulders.

The sudden rainstorm and the raging wind made me feel so comfortable for the first time.

The rest of the time was very peaceful, and the days after the military training ushered in a rare two-day holiday. On this day, Zhu Beichen chose to stay in the humanities management and continue to look for books to read. There is always something you need in these collections, and you don't really know what kind of book you want to find.

Bring in a stack of books and continue to sit back at your desk. I don't know when there was an extra note in front of my seat.

'See you at 10 o'clock at night' at Xinyue Lake Bridge'. The handwriting is delicate, the pen makes the ancient meaning, and the outline is dignified. The signature is Ouyang Ying. The water marks on the paper seem to have just been printed, and there is still a faint fragrance.

Zhu Beichen was hesitating whether to go or not, it seemed that the mysteries for a period of time were focused on Ouyang Ying, but since she came to this school, I don't know if it was deliberate, she seemed to have never met herself, but she came into contact with her own life intentionally or unintentionally.

The hatred revealed that night, although it was only a moment, also made me remember it vividly.

finally got to the closure of the library, and Zhu Beichen had been in it for a whole day. Hungry came out, estimating that it was exactly this point in time, and subconsciously walked to the edge of Xinyue Lake.

This time Ouyang Ying was not wearing a skirt, a close-fitting shorts with a snow-white T-shirt, showing off her tall and fair legs.

The night of September was cold at the beginning, and the wind of the night drove away pedestrians.

Ouyang Ying stood alone on the bridge, the white moonlight caressed her jade-like skin with pity, the picture was demure and sad, and the weak performance at this time was completely similar to Ouyang Ying, who was strange that night.

Another cold wind passed through, Ouyang Ying hugged her slender arms, trembling her eyelashes like rippling water, and her expression was still in deep thought.

What kind of person is she, but tonight is so pitiful, so that he can't bear to have a little hurt to her, the picture is as beautiful as an ancient painting, and his existence is stiff like a kind of defilement.

Walked up the stairs to the bridge softly, the two were very close, Zhu Beichen could smell the quiet aroma of her body from the surrounding air, but it seemed to be really far away.

Allow me to settle the dust

The past was buried with silence

Covered with wind and rain, I come from the sea,

to live in seclusion in this desert...

The low chant of the song rises and falls with the sparkling waves in the water, and the ethereal sentences are hazy and hazy, breaking the heartstrings. Zhu Beichen stretched out his arms, wanting to hug the girl in front of him, use his body temperature to give her a piece of warmth, and give her a hot heart. The slightest throbbing of the voice resounded in the depths of the heart, urging the surging tear ducts.

He untied his thin coat with his backhand, carefully grabbed the ends of his clothes, and gently covered Ouyang Ying's shoulders.

"Thank you." The singing stopped abruptly. Deep eyes jumped, the agility of Ruoshui was mixed with inexplicable emotions, Yingying's posture was also drunk, Ouyang Ying looked at herself affectionately with a quiet smile between her lips and teeth, her eyes were like substance.

"You, you have something to do with me?"

"I want to see something." She cherishes words.

Emotions are a very strange thing.

This night, Zhu Beichen took off his shy disguise and suddenly hugged Ouyang Ying tightly, as if he wanted to embed the girl in front of him deep into his bone marrow.

There is a subconscious feeling that tells me that this moment is unreal, and even if I have embraced her, I will eventually lose it.

There is a feeling that is lost if you don't get it.

She left, Zhu Beichen never understood what she wanted to see clearly, and Ouyang Ying's back when she left was still as lonely as before.