The candlelight was extinguished, but the temple grew brighter.

It's dawn.

Yuwen Xuancang moved his numb arm, leaned over, and looked at the person in his arms for a moment.

She still fell asleep, sleeping so soundly, so sweetly.

Jinling, do you know that this is the last time we have......

He gently pulled out his arm, took a pair of scissors from Sandalwood, and picked up a strand of her hair......

There was a soft thud.

A wisp of green silk also fell into the palm of his hand.

I picked up another strand of silver thread......

After a few moments, a concentric knot lies flat in the palm of the hand.

Black and white are distinct, as if they were born like this, and will pass on this interdependence to the ages.

He looked at it for a moment, and then, reaching into his arms......

The concentric knot was carefully packed into a faded purse, on which a pair of ugly mandarin ducks were staring at him.

Like every day when she misses her, her slender fingertips gently caress the rough mandarin duck, and the corners of her lips unconsciously float a smile......

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"It's not the Dragon Boat Festival, why make zongzi for me to eat?"

Su Jinling held a black lacquered wooden box with a ruyi pattern outlined in lacquer, and her fingertips rubbed a mark the size of a grain of rice in the lower right corner.

It was the character "Cang" in a seal style, which was his name.

Yuwen Xuancang smiled lightly and said nothing, only looking at her for a moment, which made her embarrassed.

Did she not know what he meant?

Back then, she came to Jingyue Lake to "settle accounts" with him because of the "Little Fire Dragon" incident......

At that time, he was dressed in a snow suit, sitting by the lake, leisurely fishing, but she had no fire to start.

In a daze, it was he who handed her such a black lacquered wooden box......

She opened the box, but saw a small and delicate zongzi in each of the nine dark compartments, surrounded by ice cubes, exuding the sweetness of glutinous rice and the fragrance of the leaves......

Everything is the same as it used to be......

In the past seven days, she and he have walked too many places and recalled too many past events, but only this one is missing, only this one is missing......

The corners of her eyes were a little moist, and she hurriedly lowered her head and picked a zongzi.

"It's delicious!" She swallowed hard and choked in her throat, pretending to be happy: "Suddenly being so kind to me, do you want to make amends to me?" ”

still remembers that back then, he quietly watched her swallow a zongzi, and then said: "That bento is to make amends." ”

At this moment, he looked at her with a slight smile and said softly: "Yes......"

My heart ached, and that inexplicable sadness hit me again.

"Xuancang ......"

"Hmm......" His tone was as gentle as his gaze.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes, trying to resist the urge to cry.

What's wrong with her?

Pretending to look at the center of the lake, he suddenly said in surprise: "Xuancang, look at that little pavilion......"

There is no lotus leaf field, but the lake surface is like a mirror, and the small pavilion is reflected, such as a bend of the cold moon, and the artistic conception is leisurely.

She shook his arm coquettishly: "I've always wanted to take a look over there, you take me over, okay?" ”

Long fingers caressed the center of her eyebrows, and the corners of her lips were soft: "Good ......"

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A small boat gently paddled through the water, but it was slowly drifting towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Xuancang, you know what? One year in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yingbo and I put river lanterns here. Yingbo said that if the river lantern could float to the middle of the moon on the water, make a few turns, and then float into the distance, then the wish would come true...... That night, there was really a river lantern floating in the middle of the moon shadow, and it made a few turns. But before, they were blown around by the wind, and I couldn't tell which one was mine. But today, it seems that the one that floats into the middle of the moon shadow is my ......."

His eyes were like a calm lake, and only a pair of figures were reflected in her: "Do you remember what wish you made?" ”

She was a little embarrassed, but she firmly met his gaze: "With you, forever and forever ......"

Did the wind blow the surface of the lake? She saw his eyes twinkle.

He didn't speak, just picked up her hand resting on his lap and held it tightly in his palm.

The bow of the boat touched the edge of the kiosk lightly and slowly turned sideways.

He helped her and went into the pavilion together.

Standing in the pavilion, feel the breeze blowing from all sides, stirring your clothes and pulling your hair.

In the sparkling water, it seems to be back to the Dragon Boat Festival......

She sat in the stern of the boat and peeked at him......

At that time, he stood in the bow of the boat, the hem of his snow-colored robe embroidered with silver silk fluttering in the wind, and his long hair fluttering like a dream, into her heart......

Somehow, she suddenly mustered up all the courage to ask him something she had always wanted to ask: "If I am left behind and return to the palace, will you go to me?" ”

He seemed to have heard the timid and hopeful question he had asked before, Huo turned around, his eyes seemed to be full of sparkling, but before she could see clearly, he hugged her into his arms: "I will go to you!" I'll look for you wherever you are! ”

He answered her more seriously and solemnly than he did back then.

He hugged her tightly, his arms trembling.

He kissed her desperately, but a little warmth moistened her sideburns.

She panicked in her heart, but she didn't know how to comfort her, and she was horrified to find that she couldn't say a word, she could only listen to him whisper and keep calling her name, and the faint sweet fragrance trembled in her ears: "Jinling, you are the woman I really want to marry in this life......"

There seems to be something exploding in my heart, illuminating the confusion and fear of the past few days.

Parting, parting, they are going to part......

She wanted to struggle, she wanted to resist, she wanted to run towards him like she had run on the long jade steps leading to Dan Majesty......

However, it was too late.

There was a numbness in his waist, and the whole person immediately fell into darkness......

However, the moment the light faded, she seemed to hear him say......

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"Baby, don't forget my ......"

He kissed her and closed her eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, hanging on her long still eyelashes, trembling slightly, and then fell on the corner of her eye, into the sideburns......

He held her like this, for a long, long time......

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Yuwen Xuancang stood up straight, didn't turn his head, and only said coldly: "Come out......"

All around is nothing but transparent air, windy...... Water...... Verdant vegetation...... Peach blossom ......

But......

The pavilion seemed to be folded by the waves in the water, and it seemed to float up like a substance, and it seemed that it was only for a moment, and a figure condensed from it......

Ice blue robe, long hair hanging down behind him, and the ends of his hair are tied with ribbons......

"You're punctual!"

Yuwen Xuancang's tone couldn't hear any joy or anger.

"Brother Huang invited, how can you not obey?"

The person behind him smiled softly, half-hung his head, and his hair covered his eyes, but it made people feel that he was taking a fancy to the woman in the arms of the man in the snowcoat, for a moment.

The wind blew the emanation of his sideburns, revealing the slightly curved corners of his lips, which were so intoxicating and soft......

The sentence "Take her away......" is extremely low, as if sighing.

He raised his head and looked at the man in snow, and after a long time, Fang called softly: "Fourth brother......"

"Don't make me go back!" Yuwen Xuancang suddenly became violent.

He took the man in his arms and looked at her sleeping face, frowning slightly......

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, her small mouth was flattened, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

Yuwen Xuancang's eyes swept away, immediately closed his eyes, forced himself to turn his head, turned around and left.

"Fourth Brother ......"

It was so easy to be called.

He stood in the wind, his silver hair and snow-colored coat hunting and flying.

"The fourth brother keeps his promises, endures humiliation, and is worthy of the 'righteousness' in his father's heart!"

Yuwen Xuancang sneered: "I just want to know, which grass does the girl in that story want to save with the heart of the powder?" And which grass is willing to incinerate to ashes in order to keep her alive! ”

Which one does she love? And he or him, who loves her more?

"Fourth Brother ......"

The ice-blue figure turned his head slightly, and his hair brushed everywhere, revealing a pair of eyes that were half cold and half spring. The surface of the water seemed to be folded into it, sparkling and flickering.

"Fourth brother, thank you!"

Yuwen Xuancang frowned slightly, but his head did not return, as if admiring the lake and mountains, and said slowly: "You should thank me!" The prince in the Rui Wang's Mansion is just a front, I have let him go to the fiefdom, but he needs to be incognito, and he must no longer be as swaggering as before. As for Xuan Zheng...... I have other arrangements, you can rest assured! ”

He smiled slightly: "The fourth brother values love and righteousness, and Xuan Yi sincerely admires it!" ”

However, these heartfelt words were exchanged for a soft snort.

Yuwen Xuanyi didn't laugh angrily, looked back at the stubborn and arrogant back, and said softly: "Fourth brother, if it comes to that day...... I'll pick you up......"

But he snorted softly: "You better take care of your own business......"

Walk forward, but stuck.

The fist inside the open sleeve tightened and tightened.

He really wanted to look back at the sleeping man, to see her aggrieved little face, to see if she knew that he was leaving, whether she would look for him and keep him......

However, the curtain has gradually fallen in front of him.

The seven-day period is over......

The wind swept his long hair, wisps of it, involving too many past events and too many grievances......

The wind passed, and he sighed......

Jinling, don't blame me......