When Meng Qinghe reluctantly returned to the Yuelan Immortal Mansion, the glow had just broken through the clouds and fog, covering the buildings of the Immortal Mountain.

The formation outside the Yuelan Immortal Mansion had been withdrawn, and Qingwu stood outside the gate looking around, looking anxious.

Seeing Meng Qinghe slowly coming up from the mountain road from a distance, Qingwu hurriedly rushed over.

"Miss Meng, you can count yourself back."

Meng Qinghe glanced up at her, "What's wrong?" ”

"Immortal Venerable is back."

Meng Qinghe was slightly stunned, and then quickened his pace, "He's back?" ”

Qingwu followed in small steps, "Immortal Venerable is in the Jade Lotus Water Pavilion at the moment, you hurry over." ”

Meng Qinghe didn't know where the Yulian Water Pavilion was, Qingwu led the way in front, passed through the cloister flower garden, turned a bamboo forest, Meng Qinghe's eyes were sharp, through the gap in the green bamboo, and he saw a water pavilion in the middle of the lake from a distance.

Ye Jibai was dressed in a purple robe, with a fairy appearance, standing by the window of the Water Pavilion, looking towards this side.

Meng Qinghe's heart suddenly became a little flustered, she should have rushed to find Ye Jibai's theory angrily, but thinking of Meng Yingshi's instructions, she was like deflated again, and her whole person was wilted.

Qingwu stopped when she walked here, "Miss Meng, you can see the trestle bridge if you go around the plane tree in front of you." ”

Meng Qinghe stubbornly walked around the sycamore tree against Ye Jibai's scorching gaze, and then sighed softly.

The water pavilion is open on all sides, and there is a carved wooden door in the middle of one side connecting the trestle, and the other three sides are no different except for the scenery outside the window.

Meng Qinghe walked from the zigzag trestle to the water pavilion, until he walked to the wooden door that was hidden, and he didn't hear the movement of the people in the pavilion.

Do you knock on the door, or do you just push the door in?

It's only been a few days, and Meng Qinghe didn't expect to be uncomfortable when they met again.

Why don't she's leaving?

"Not coming in yet?"

The deep voice was not happy or angry, but a little hoarse, as if a little tired.

Meng Qinghe pushed the door and walked into the water pavilion, Ye Jibai was still standing by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The decoration in the water pavilion is elegant, a guqin is placed behind a row of bead curtains, there is a low couch under the window on the west side, there are black and white chess pieces on the small table in the middle of the couch, the desk and bookshelves are readily available, the white yarn behind the doors and windows is tied with jade ribbons and hung on the wall, and is gently lifted by the wind blowing from the lake.

Meng Qinghe glanced at it casually, and sighed in his heart: It's really hard for him to live in a poor place like Xingluo Peak for so long.

The two sides are silent.

The lake breeze gently blew the corners of Ye Jibai's clothes, and Meng Qinghe looked at his back and felt that he seemed to have lost some weight.

Meng Qinghe stood by the door, thinking about their last conversation in the world.

- Meng Qinghe, even though I have done many evils and sins deeply, I ...... you It's sincere, I really like it......

- Meng Qinghe, you really have no heart......

Meng Qinghe's heart was sour, and he walked behind Ye Jibai like a ghost, put his face against his back, passed his hands through his waist, and hugged him.

Ye Jibai's body stiffened, obviously not expecting Meng Qinghe to make such an abnormal move.

He was ready to wait for the storm to come, but it was calm.

It's not right.

Feeling a warm tide on his back, Ye Jibai's heart softened, he broke off Meng Qinghe's fingers clasped around his waist, turned around and hugged her into his arms, "What are you crying about?" ”

Ye Jibai raised her hand and wiped a handful of tears on Meng Qinghe's face, she was still stained with the chill of the morning fog, and these tears were also cold.

Meng Qinghe was silent, but his tears seemed to have opened the floodgates, and he couldn't hold them back anymore.

Wronged her to death.

Ever since she met Ye Jibai, she had not been able to straighten her waist with the Demon Realm Supreme.

Ye Jibai's voice was slightly deep: "Have you been to the Spirit Butterfly Cliff?" ”

Meng Qinghe had the smell of Lingbutterfly Cliff Flowers, and as soon as she got closer, Ye Jibai knew where she had gone.

What's more, in the entire fairy world, except for Meng Yingshi, who else dares to invite her to drink?

Meng Qinghe nodded, there is nothing to hide about this matter, she left the Yuelan Immortal Mansion just to find He Shufan, if she didn't find it, how could she come back?

"He Shufan is dead?" Ye Jibai doesn't open which pot to mention.

Meng Qinghe was choked with a hiccup, don't you know if he is dead or not?

Ye Jibai pushed Meng Qinghe away, "You came back to ask me for a keel?" ”

I said, wouldn't you believe it?

Meng Qinghe had red eyes, tears on his cheeks, and he looked like a broken jar, "Ye Jibai, you don't have to lie to me anymore, I know you won't give me the keel chain, I don't want to make it difficult for me, I'll come back...... It is to say goodbye to you. ”

Ye Jibai really couldn't figure out Meng Qinghe, "You don't care if He Shufan is dead or alive?" ”

"How can you not care? I tried my best to save his life, but I couldn't save him, no one could save him, I didn't want his last days to be so painful, I would rather he die sooner. ”

This is Meng Qinghe's true words, she used to want to save He Shufan's life because his life was alive, he was alive, even if there would be times of pain, but it wouldn't be long before he would regain his vitality.

This is a kind of hope, not only giving He Shufan hope to live, but also giving Meng Qinghe hope to save him.

But last night, seeing He Shufan's painful appearance, Meng Qinghe cruelly had a desire to help him end it.

She saw no hope.

But she is not qualified to decide He Shufan's life and death, so she can only continue to look for even the slightest hope in despair.

Now that this little hope is standing in front of her, if she spreads her hands and asks Ye Jibai for it, even if she doesn't fight, most of them will break up unhappily.

Now is not the time to make trouble, retreating is the only way Meng Qinghe can think of, it depends on how Ye Jibai takes over.

Meng Qinghe was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he was afraid that Ye Jibai would say: If you go slowly, you won't send it.

So is she going or not going?

If she didn't leave, wouldn't it make Ye Jibai see through her careful thinking and be even more disgusted with her?

Meng Qinghe was crying and thinking nonsense.

Ye Jibai was silent for a long time, staring at Meng Qinghe with dark eyes, "If you want him not to be in pain, what's so difficult?" ”

Meng Qinghe's eyelashes trembled: What did he mean by this?

"If you can't bear to do it, I can give him a ride."

“……”

Meng Qinghe was shocked, this person really didn't take the bait.

"Thank you very much then, Lonely Cypress Immortal Venerable." Meng Qinghe closed his eyes, squeezed out the last tears, and when he opened his eyes again, except that his eye sockets were still red, his eyes were clear and bright, and the tear stains on his cheeks had dried.

There seems to be the sound of a boat pulling water on the lake, and the lotus leaves are covered by layers, and there is no human figure.

The morning mist in the mountains dissipated, and the sky was blue.

It was a nice sunny day.

Ye Jibai leaned against the wooden window, looked at Meng Qinghe for a long time, and finally turned his attention to the green bamboo on the shore of the lake.

"Meng Qinghe, if I am injured, if I am going to die, will you be sad? You're going to save me......"

Ye Jibai didn't continue, he laughed at himself, "It's me who is delusional." ”

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a reunion.

(End of chapter)