The clouds and mist are misty, the stars are twinkling, and the beautiful scenery in the night can not be seen clearly in the haze, only to hear the silk bamboo Xiaoxiao, floating leisurely, like a wisp of melancholy. Listening carefully, there was a faint sound of quarrel in the sound of the silk bamboo, although the voice was deliberately suppressed, there was still a trace of disharmony. Soon, the sobbing and crying sounded, the quarrel seemed to stop, and the music was even more revealing a wisp of unspeakable sorrow.

Pretending to be asleep at night deceived the thousands of servants in the palace, sneaking out but unfortunately getting lost, listening to this curious and sentimental joy of silk and bamboo, I can't help but find it. Unconsciously, he broke into the just-completed Kuijingluo Palace, and where his eyes fell, a thin and delicate figure trembled slightly, and he couldn't stop crying. As if she was tired of crying, she picked up her sleeves and wiped her tears, turned around and was about to leave, but the moving Chu Chu expression with tears in her eyes instantly turned red: Why, how could anyone see her crying? Annoyed and angry, she couldn't care about anything, and wanted to run away with the wind under her feet.

"Little sister, wait!", he shouted, his hand had already grasped her soft faster, and the soft and boneless coldness touched his heartstrings for a while, and he suddenly forgot to write down what to say.

The reddish eyes seemed to be about to shed tears, and the pair of light cherry pink eyes that were as clear as morning dew surged with deep grief and a touch of helplessness, staring fiercely at the boy in front of him who had met for the first time but held her little hand without authorization. , The voice that cried hoarsely was still extremely beautiful, but the anger was ready to go: "Do you want to see my jokes?"

If it weren't for the hazy tears in her eyes at this moment, she would have found that the boy in front of her was a rare cold temperament, although the little lazy egg carved in pink and jade was immature, but the spirit between the eyebrows and eyes revealed a calm temperament.

Hearing the anger in her words, she apologized and let go, but she was expressionless because of facial paralysis, and said in a low voice: "It's the third watch, you don't sleep, but you are sobbing in this garden, why is this?"

Listening to the constant sound of insects in the flowers beside her, she sighed and hung her head silently. After a long time, he thought: "You didn't sleep ...... you didn't sleep"

He was speechless for a while, his eyes drifted to the sky, and he couldn't see the bright moon, only a few sparse stars and clouds hiding, very cold and silent. However, the night was cold and the dew was deep, and she didn't feel trembling slightly, and then she realized that she had been with this strange boy for some hours, but the sleepiness had never come up, so strange. Looking at it sideways, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: What a beautiful boy! Regardless of the delicate facial features and handsome face, the expression between the eyebrows is so charming, and there is a hint of loneliness. It seems that in this beautiful scenery, there is no one to accompany it, which is not bad.

A dress with a slight residual warmth silently rested on her fragrant shoulder. She was suddenly awakened, and then recalled the thoughts in Fang Cai's heart, and couldn't help but blush. Looking at it again, I saw that although his back was not tall, it was straight and serious, and he looked like an emperor. When he walked to the temple gate, she was startled and hurriedly shouted in a low voice: "Hey, your clothes are ......."

"Go back to the house, or any more clothes won't help." I'm leaving. Don't wait for her to say more, just go.

How did he know that this was a small matter for him, but it caused a lot of ripples in her heart. Looking at the direction where there was no one anymore, she smiled shyly and stupidly, then tightened her clothes and ran briskly towards the room. I thought that I would cry sleeplessly until dawn, but I hugged the coat he left behind, and smiled sweetly on my lips, and I also fell asleep. Tomorrow's ritual, which frightened her, because of him, gave birth to a little courage and no longer worried.

I'll see him again, right? Kind, heroic, strange. It's not terrible to imagine that he exists in the vast and empty unknown heavenly realm, but it's just that she expects to live forever and slowly, and it is also a kind of luck for her. I just feel a little sorry for my parents who gave birth to her, but if she leaves, it's better for them, right? Don't think about it, don't think about it, with him, although she doesn't know who he is, although it's just a one-sided relationship, but she is optimistic and willing to believe that the future will be good.

In her sleep, her smile is sweeter and more beautiful......

The purest of all is this.