Zhao Lingwu stretched her waist, shook her neck, and shouted happily to the sky: "It's so comfortable to sleep, I'm going to my secret place to take a bath." ”

It turns out that Zhao Lingwu will go to a place to take a bath every week, women prefer to take a bath by themselves, everyone likes to take a bath in a quiet place, there are too many people in the temple, it is really a challenge for Zhao Lingwu.

The mountain behind the Great Compassion Temple

It's very beautiful at night, even more beautiful than during the day, because the night here looks like a place where elves live, that mysterious feeling, the dark jungle with some glow of fireflies.

Zhao Lingwu walked barefoot in the jungle, feeling like a part of nature, and after a while, Zhao Lingwu walked to a small pool.

This small pool is very secret, it is in the middle of many trees in the jungle, it was accidentally discovered by Zhao Lingwu when she was a child, and from that moment on, this small pool has become a place for Zhao Lingwu to take a bath every week.

This small pool is like a hot spring pool, and the best thing is that there is an underground fountain under the pool, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, and in summer, it will be cool, but in winter it will be warm.

Zhao Lingwu gently unloaded the clothes wrapped around her, and Bo Lang's white hair turned into moist straight hair under the cool water.

Zhao Lingwu stood in the middle of the pool filled with some morning mist, lying down gently, her wheat-colored skin seemed to be whitened by the refreshing water, and her white silver hair was wet and draped over her shoulders.

Now Zhao Lingwu shows his rare gentleness, rare feeling of a woman, now he is no longer a boss, nor is he a powerful eldest sister, now he is just a very ordinary girl, a girl who enjoys taking a bath, a woman who takes off her mask and shows her gentle side.

Zhao Lingwu floated gently in the middle of the refreshing water, looking at the beautiful scenery of the sky, she was a little unconsciously stupid, the Milky Way-like mysteries, the sky was full of stars, it was so beautiful

And unlike him, on the other side

Feng Chenyu was sitting in a mountain cliff, and he was sitting on the cliff of a small mountain.

Feng Chenyu looked at the stars in the sky with those deep eyes, and couldn't help but feel confused in his heart.

"I don't know anything now, who I am, what am I going to do in the future, how should I live" Feng Chenyu muttered desolately.

The beautiful scenery under the starry sky, Feng Chenyu stood up as if he could reach out and take off the stars, sitting under such a beautiful scenery, Feng Chenyu didn't know where to go.

Compared with confusion, Feng Chenyu Gang should look like he is insecure, and he can even be said to be a little cowardly, no one is absolutely strong, no one has a heart made of iron, everyone has a weak side.

It's just that no one ever saw it

Feng Chenyu's haggard face, tears slowly left in his eyes, the tears slowly left along the corners of his eyes, Feng Chenyu finally couldn't hold on, he couldn't bear the fate of the king anymore, he felt like a child abandoned by his parents, a child who was lost and no one was looking for him, a person who was completely abandoned.

In the huge valley, he took out Xiao made of branches from his bosom, and he could blow Chang Xiao by chance, like stir-frying, so talented, at this time his heart was very uneasy, he gently put Xiao to his mouth, and blew out a bleak and sad tune.

Feng Chenyu blew slowly, he didn't sing specific lyrics, he just used these tones to blow out, and the simple tone turned into a sad tune in Feng Chenyu's mouth

Zhao Lingwu in the pond suddenly heard some sounds, coming from the top of the mountain not far away, that kind of desolate and sad song simply broke people's hearts, Zhao Lingwu listened to the bleak tone, and actually remembered his lonely figure when he was young, and remembered that a person was stupidly patting the ball there.

I think of the white hair that was ridiculed by others, and the voice of being called a freak, and the fragile self who would hide in the bed and cry at night.

Zhao Lingwu involuntarily left tears, and this Xiao Sheng actually evoked the most painful memories in people's hearts.

Zhao Lingwu couldn't stand this Xiao sound anymore, he stood up and put on his clothes, and walked barefoot along the song, he wanted to see who sang this song, whose heart was so desolate.

Zhao Lingwu walked step by step along the somewhat potholed ground, unfortunately, it rained heavily in the sky, and the desolate raindrops hit Zhao Lingwu's forehead drop by drop, and the rain slowly left behind from her hair, and the desolate feeling was simply indescribable.

The desolate rain accompanied the sad song, which simply added insult to injury. Zhao Lingwu felt that her whole body was cold, as if this song had hollowed out her heart.

Finally, Zhao Ling danced to the top of the mountain, and following the bleak singing, he saw a figure sitting on the edge of the cliff.

The person sitting on the edge of the cliff was a teenager, the rain left from his hair, his whole body was wet, and some water kept coming out of his eyes, at this time he couldn't tell what was rain and what was tears, the sad back, the haggard face, the desolate voice, what kind of injury did such a teenager suffer?

Being used, abandoned, forced, and taken away from everything is happening in this young man's body, and the young man has nothing now, and even his only memory has been deprived of it, do you know what that feeling is like?

Zhao Lingwu couldn't hold back his tears anymore after seeing the young man's face, he actually found that the figure was Feng Chenyu, and that desolate and sad sound was blown out of his mouth.

Zhao Lingwu didn't expect that Feng Chenyu, who was so strong during the day, would also have such a weak side, Zhao Lingwu saw Feng Chenyu's side face from the side, and the expression on her face looked heart-wrenching, and there was some sorrow blooming in her brows.