It was a stone road built along the moat that ran through the spiritual capital, and it had been built for so long that the stone slabs had been polished to the point that they had lost their edges and become rounded.

The road was very wide, and the space left in the middle was enough for a large horse-drawn carriage to drive through, except for the many small shacks on both sides, which would be crowded with all kinds of people. Because there are so many people, few people will notice Su Ying.

The stone pavement is about one person taller than the water on one side, and every few hundred steps there is a step to the water level, and the small platform under the steps becomes the pier of the waterway. On the side of the road by the river, some willows are planted sparsely, just in time for the late spring and early summer, the willow silk floats, and the willow color is fresh.

At night, the sheng song is noisy, the spring invites the lights to the red mansion, and the carriages and horses overflow Yingzhou.

It's exactly what happened.

At this time, the spiritual capital was bustling, and there were vendors on both sides, shouting loudly.

A slender girl, a handsome man, when choosing goods, if there is no passing by. The bright luxury pavilion near is the Yunjin Pavilion, the most famous restaurant in Chaoge, the greeting of Xiao Er can be heard from a distance, and the four-story luxuriously decorated pavilion is full of all kinds of characters. The big red lanterns that continued from the Yunjin Pavilion stretched into the night on the horizon.

The air is filled with a faint aroma of fat powder, a strong aroma of wine and vegetables, a faint smell of catkins and a shallow smell of river water.

Su Ying sighed and knew that he still had unspeakable feelings for the spirit world.

He took a breath of what seemed to belong to ordinary people, and took a stagnant step.

There is a bridge not far away that connects the two sides of the bustling city. There are also red lanterns hanging on the bridge, and you can see a couple of people standing on the bridge from time to time in the bustling crowd, holding hands intimately and shoulder to shoulder. Under the bridge, there are nimble boats, and there are also some small boats with red and green paddling through the water.

Su Ying looked at it expressionlessly, out of place in the bustling crowd.

After a moment, he silently turned and walked back.

Too beautiful pictures will always make people sentimental, because beauty is short-lived and does not belong to people like him who are destined to stand on the edge of darkness.

"Hey—Su Ying—"

The voice was vague, but it was vaguely clear that someone was calling him.

The man shouted hard, but still softly.

Through the noisy crowd, familiar voices can be faintly heard.

Su Ying thought about it, but turned around, and sure enough, he saw that the man was standing on the stone bridge not far away, his sea-blue clothes flowing with lilac under the red and bright lights, showing a bit of fireworks that did not eat the world.

The man hooked his lips slightly, waving at him, even from such a distance, Su Ying could still see the clear smile on his face.

Sincere, sunny, in an instant, he was the only one left in the whole world.

The man put his hand to his mouth and shouted something to him, but Su Ying didn't hear it too clearly, and unconsciously turned around and walked a few steps towards him.

Suddenly, a golden streamer rushed from the bridge behind him to the faintly red sky reflected by the light, accompanied by a deafening loud bang, blooming in the dark night with a large area of dazzling splendor.

After blooming, the golden light was like countless drops of spring rain, sprinkled over the bridge, illuminating the whole night as bright as day.

Then, three identical tongues of fire rushed out of their restraints and into the night sky, but this time the tongues of fire were more brilliant golden red. In the sky, a large area of beauty bloomed to the extreme, like a bouquet of blooming plums suddenly seen on the snowy field, and proudly raised their heads in the crystal world, which made people's eyes shine.

It's fireworks.

Almost everyone's eyes were instantly attracted, and despite the obstacles of the crowd, Su Ying frowned in the crowd.

In a moment's time, several rays of light of various colors burst from both sides of the bridge, competing to bloom in the sky. Countless bright fireworks rained down at Su Ying's feet, dancing and disappearing on the glittering stone path.

Su Ying has seen a lot of fireworks, but at this moment he still has to say that it is indeed beautiful.

Although he still coaxes me as a woman, he is also sincere.

I can't say that I am not moved, but what is more than moved is helpless tiredness.

From beginning to end, Qiluan treated him as a woman.

Whether it's the means of currying favor, or the attitude towards him.

This is also the last thing he can accept.

Su Ying didn't show anything on his face, just looked at it with everyone.

At the place where everyone's eyes gathered, a person gently shook the folding fan, and his five fingers were slender and powerful.

The colors of the fireworks refracted colorful streamers on his clothes, gliding over his curvaceous jaws, flowing and fluttering, like fairies dancing around him.

His long hair under the silver crown fluttered in the night breeze. Quietly smiling indifferently, looking at a point in the crowd with gentleness and infinity, the peerless turquoise eyes are like an endless pool of blue water.

Su Ying's eyes on Qiluan, even if he had long been used to it, couldn't help but feel moved.

It's no wonder that he is the head of the three beauties in the world.

Suddenly, he heard someone whispering around him, "Whose little boy is that?" ”

Su Ying's thoughts were ruthlessly pinched into pieces by this man's words.

Little boy? It's more than 2,000 years old, and it's going to be 3,000 years old, old goblin.

For a moment, Su Ying still let an uncontrollable smile rise to the corners of his mouth, as if he was a little helpless and a little even.

When I looked up again, the bridge was empty.

The unicorn has disappeared from the bridge.

Su Ying couldn't help but search aimlessly in the crowd.

Suddenly, someone hugged him from behind, and a deep voice sounded in his ears, "Looking for me?" Warm breath gently brushed over his ears.

Hearing his slightly smug voice, Su Ying lowered his eyes and smiled, and asked rhetorically, "What do you say?" ”

Qiluan rested his chin on his shoulder, snorted in his ear, tickled, and said, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Su Ying froze for a moment, and finally nodded, smiling shallowly, and there didn't seem to be any displeasure on his face.

"The daughter is gone, and it will be worth it for you to smile." Qiluan said in a low voice.

Su Ying turned his back to him, unable to see his expression, but seemed to nod.

Qiluan rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck and whispered in his ear, "Are you moved?" ”

Su Ying's stiff body seemed to have finally relaxed a little, and finally leaned his head slightly on his head, and replied with a smile: "Do you want me to make a promise?" ”

Qiluan laughed softly, and slightly tightened his waist, letting Su Ying stick to his chest, feeling the regular and powerful heartbeat.

Su Ying suddenly turned his head sideways, smiled a little more presumptuously, and said, "But I'm afraid you can't afford it." ”

Qi Luan naturally didn't know what Su Ying meant at this time.

Qiluan just leaned his head on the side of his neck, feeling the pulse in his neck, "As long as it's you, how can I not afford it?" ”

Su Ying smiled slightly, a different kind of light flashed in his eyes: "It's too early to say this." ”

Qiluan seemed to snort, a little disbelieving, and said, "Is it too early, you will know one day." ”

Su Ying lowered his eyes, "...... Okay, then I'll wait. ”

Leaning into Qiluan's arms, Su Ying closed her eyes and smiled shallowly.

He waited.

Since Qiluan said so, good, very good. But now he doesn't understand himself. Someday, he'll understand.

Su Ying knew that he was already trying to control himself, but now he was becoming more and more sober...... He doesn't want to make a fool of himself, so he knows better than anyone - it's only a matter of time before he falls in love with Qiluan.

But Qiluan, in this life, loves Su Ying, and he is also the master of shadows who can fight against him.

Of the two, Su Ying is very clear. The former is affection, the latter is ideal. Whether it is Su Ying or Su Yue, they will not give up their ideals for the sake of feelings.

Even if he really thought about it-

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.