A few days ago, she overheard this old song, maybe it touched her mood at the time, she actually learned it unconsciously, and when she thought of this song at the moment, she didn't expect it to be surprisingly reasonable......

It was as if it were his and her proverbs, foreshadowing today's destiny.

It was a long night outside the illusion now, and here he and she embraced, and she only hoped that the dawn would never come again......

She whispered in his arms over and over again, tears wiped and flowed, and flowed and wiped.

Her voice was tired and dumb, but she kept singing. What is rare is that she didn't run a word from beginning to end.

The wind has not reacted much, but the fingers have moved a little more frequently, but not much.

His fingers were cold, Xiao Qingti had been interlocking with his ten fingers, as if he wanted to use his body temperature to help him rise, but her efforts were obviously in vain, his fingers were even colder, cold like this desperate life.

The flowers in the small courtyard have finally begun to wither from the flower bones to full bloom, flying in the air one by one.

The flowers bloom in an instant, and the flowers fail in an instant, just like life.

Xiao Qingti finally stopped singing, and kissed his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and his thin lips......

The illusion began to slowly collapse, small courtyards, flower beds, rattan chairs, small stools...... Everything began to melt like snow under the spring sun.

Feng Liuyu's broken arm had completely grown, and his person seemed to have recovered a little of his spirit, his eyes were as red as amber, and his lips were as dark as ink, and finally he no longer looked like a vegetative person, his red eyes turned slightly, and fell on the face of the girl in his arms.

The girl's eyes are closed, the long eyelashes are slightly closed, and tears are pouring out, and the eyelashes are **** like pearls in the sun.

His fingers slowly came up and touched her eyes, and a tear rolled down his fingertips, slightly hot.

When everything came to a dead end, Xiao Qingti calmed down,

She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Hui Liuyu, and put her toes on his lips and kissed him again: "Liuyu, let's go." The tone was flat, as if she and he were just going on a date.

She took his hand, and the illusion around her finally collapsed completely, vanishing like a mirage.

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Endless deserts, undulating sand dunes, and a red sun rising from the horizon, heralding the arrival of a new day.

Day after day, the sun rises and sets every day, what will the sun look like tomorrow?

Xiao Qingti held Feng Huiliu's hand and stood there, no tears could be seen in her eyes, and her expression was calm and calm.

The flowers hugged the moon, the wind Xiao Xun, Yi Lingxi, and the wind came from a sand dune in the distance.

Mo Han rushed over like a gust of wind: "Master, palace master!" ”

Xiao Qingti raised her hand and touched its head: "Big flower, you have to be obedient." "She sang for hours last night, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Mo Han looked at her, and suddenly found that today's master seemed to be different.

She is wearing a red dress at the moment, although she has light makeup on her face, she is already beautiful, and her eyebrows and eyes are more delicate at the moment, especially a pair of eyes, like wearing contact lenses, clear as water, reflecting the blue sky and yellow sand, and still water.

The four people came to her in an instant, and the light of the wind and clear eyes fell on her face: "Little Bodhi-" He didn't know what to say, but he was distressed.

Xiao Qingti nodded slightly: "Where is the magic circle?" Let's go! ”