The wild goose saw it, but he didn't say anything.

Quietness is the norm for him and her lately.

After the rainstorm that day, she accompanied the wild goose back to the tower, there was really no light at all, it was dark and dreary, like a ghost town.

Yan Hui looked at the night with a heavy gaze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Is he thinking about the glory of the past?

He looked at the dark city, sad?

This is the darkest hour of the night.

After the rainstorm, the sky is full of stars.

Yanhui's spirit is a little better, but Nian Jinshu is busy with his feet on the ground, a few days ago, she can't wait to stick to him, no matter where he goes, where she is, it must be within his reach.

She doesn't say sensational words, she doesn't deliberately make fun, she is like a shadow, following him, but like a lamp, illuminating his dark world.

In the past few days, it has been abnormal, always running out and disappearing.

Feng Liangzheng will arrive in another day, Xue Lan and Nian Junyao and others are also, and when the people arrive, they should set up an enchantment, Nian Jinshu is a fun-loving character, she loves to eat and play, and she is estimated to be filling her storage bag.

In the fairy gate of the night, there is no sound.

Nian Jinshu is not there, Yan Hui is sick, he can't do anything, and it's difficult to concentrate on cultivation, he tries every means to throw her out of the night, but Nian Jinshu's face is incredibly thick, no matter how ugly he says, she doesn't want to leave.

He said it ruthlessly, she was distressed, she was angry again, so she could only be silent, looking at him with a pair of melancholy, sad eyes, and let him collapse without saying a word.

That's it!

When Nian Junyao came, she listened to Nian Junyao's words the most.

He didn't want her to come to the danger, nor did he want her to accompany him to sink in this darkness, the year brocade book in his eyes was as brilliant as a little sun, always bringing happiness to people, such a dark hell was not suitable for her.

What she likes is the high-spirited young man in the fantasy world.

That's illusory, long dead ten years ago.

He couldn't satisfy her.

If you are not satisfied, there will always be a day of disappointment.

If she is disappointed and leaves, it is better to separate as soon as possible, at least, he still has a little good in her heart.

He ate this dinner alone.

The whole night, as if he was alone, empty, when Chu Feishuang was alive, he rarely dined with Chu Feishuang, and the time of a family of three was a little far away for him.

He felt sorry for Chu Feishuang.

The mother in his memory is the gentleest, kindest, and best mother in his heart.

Even in the past ten years, Chu Feishuang has fallen into demons, been scarred, and hurt him countless times, always over and over again, he has never complained, he knows that his mother is bitter.

He also has cinnabar moles on his heart, and he understands the pain of losing a loved one.

Therefore, Chu Feishuang just abused him, what mattered, as long as it could reduce her pain, he didn't care about the pain in his flesh and skin, every time Chu Feishuang came back to his senses, he would feel distressed again, crying, and always going back and forth.

If he loses the Annals!

Yan Hui thought to himself that he would go even more crazy.

"Brother Yanhui, I'll take you to a place. "The god of the year brocade book came mysteriously, she seemed to come from afar, she was dusty, but she was full of energy.

"Where are you going?" Yan Hui was a little angry, but he didn't show it, Nian Jinshu didn't see anyone for a day, and recently he really came back late at night, and his whereabouts became a mystery.

He was cold to her, and he was ruthless, and she was unwilling to stay by his side, and it was understandable that she avoided him.

"What a good place!" the year brocade book god mysterious.

Yan Hui frowned, seeing that she was very interested, and she was also puzzled in her heart, this is not a night, what else is there to surprise, Nian Jinshu took a black silk and blindfolded his eyes.

"When it's time, open your eyes again. ”

The eyes were blindfolded, and there was no sense of security, but Yan Hui was not nervous at all, the person next to him was Nian Jinshu, and his life could be placed in the palm of her hand, so what was there to be nervous about.

After all, she won't hurt him.

Nian Jinshu took Yan Hui to fly up to the tower, this is the highest tower in the night, although Yan Hui can't see, he can feel that he is standing on the tower, "What are you taking me to the tower for?"

"Naturally, there are surprises!" said Nianjinshu.

After waiting for a while, she reached over with one hand and held Yan Hui's hand, the two of them clasped their fingers tightly, Yan Hui was a little confused, frowning slightly, "Nian Jinshu, you do ......"

Before he finished speaking, the Nianjin book tore off the silk, and the goose looked at the whole night in a daze.

After the rainstorm, the sky is full of stars.

The galaxy is rippling, and the deep sky is a splendid beauty.

In the city of the capital that never sleeps, a prayer lamp has been raised in the courtyard of every house, and a small rabbit is painted on the prayer lamp, and the name of the brocade book is written on one side of the prayer lamp, and the name of the wild goose is written on the other.

Dark as hell, boundless and dim, three thousand prayer lamps rise, countless starlight falls, lights and starlight are intertwined, like a pair of fireworks in the prosperous world, blooming in the air.

So beautiful!

Three thousand prayer lamps are staggered, like a bright river in the dark mid-air, winding to the heavenly court, and like the heavenly steps, straight to the clouds, Yan Hui has never seen so many prayer lights.

Every lamp is the best blessing for the girl.

Every lamp is her heart for him.

On the tower, the Nian Jin Book and the wild goose back ten fingers are tightly linked, admiring the three thousand bright lanterns meandering into a river, the Nian Jin Book casts a spell, the three thousand prayer lamps are hung high in the air, the lights are swaying, under the background of the long lights of the galaxy, the dark night is like day, no longer see the darkness, only warmth and blessings.

Who says it's hell if you don't sleep?

Even if it's hell, so what, in this hell, there are these three thousand lamps that warm his heart.

The corners of Yanhui's eyes were red, and his heart was so soft, he originally planned that no matter what Nian Jinshu did, he would scold a word of bells and whistles, and he would attack her with the coldest language, destroy her enthusiasm, destroy her expectations, no matter what she did, it would be in vain.

But his throat was hoarse and dry, and he couldn't say a word.

Hurt!

It hurts so much!

"Brother Yanhui, happy birthday. Nian Jinshu whispered in his ear that every lamp, she was not pretending to be in the hands of others, and it was a birthday gift that she carefully prepared for him.

Her teenager is twenty years old this year.

The double decade is the best time for teenagers.

He shouldn't have lost hope, he shouldn't have lost hope, he has lost everything, but there is still light in his life.

Birthday......

Yes, today is his birthday.

But he has not celebrated his birthday for many years, at this time of year, approaching the death day of the Lord of Yanmen, Chu Feishuang is always half-crazy, either tormenting him and not being able to get up, or making chaos everywhere, delirious, he is anxious, gradually, no one cares about his birthday anymore, and no one accompanies him to celebrate his birthday.

Even...... Birthdays are a nightmare.

It was a nightmare he didn't want to touch.