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They have been separated for five years.

Five years, a long time a lot of things seem to be blurred, she no longer often recalls the time they used to be together, everything in the past is like a dream of hers, he is like a beautiful illusion in her dream.

It wasn't until this moment, until he held her fingers so tightly that the scenes of the past came flooding back, that she knew how he really existed in her life.

It turns out that this is what love feels like.

At the moment of reunion, love is awakened without any words.

Su Yu looked at her with heavy eyes, but never said a word.

She didn't dare to look him in the eye, she didn't dare to look at him, and after a slight pause, she tried to pull her hand out, but he held it so tightly that he didn't seem to want to give her any chance to break free.

A strong pain spread under the eyes of the cold mirror.

She closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, it was cold again.

She stared at the familiar hand with cold eyes, and her thin lips opened lightly: "Let go." ”

Su Yu didn't have any expression on his face, and he didn't react because of her cold "let go", he seemed to have used all his strength to clench that hand, and her hand was a little painful.

"Putting ......"

When Han Jing opened his mouth to say the second sentence, he finally let go, and then turned his face away, his eyes fell on the empty scenery outside the window, and he lost focus.

He sat there coldly, dressed in thin black, as lonely as a sculpture.

Han Jing stepped forward and hugged Xiao Xue, didn't look at him again, turned and left.

Xiao Xue lay on the shoulder of the cold mirror, her eyes were still with undried tears, she looked at Su Yu, and suddenly felt that her nose was so sore, she wiped her eyes with her little fat hand, but she still couldn't hold back the tears that had fallen to the corners of her eyes.

When she reached the door, she remembered and waved her hand at Ling Xiang: "Brother Xuexi, goodbye, thank you." ”

Thank you for bringing me to meet my daddy, even though my mom says he's not.

Ling Xiang pursed her thin lips and nodded slightly at her.

The ghost ancestor followed Hanjing's mother and daughter out, and the green glaze who came together also followed.

The Ghost Ancestor was leaving, and the people outside naturally didn't dare to stop him, even if he wanted to step forward and ask him about the guilt of trespassing, he still retracted his steps in fright when he touched the ghost ancestor's gloomy ghost-like face.

Lan Ling was still standing in place, clenching his fingers, his brows twisted into pimples, and his eyes were inexplicably very sour.

When he was a child, he was greedy for fun, and he always liked to sneak out of the ghost domain when the master was away, just like the current little blood, he always wanted to let the wind outside, and the little blood was watched by someone who couldn't run far, but he really ran away once. Then he got lost in a barren mountain, and he didn't know which tendon he drew at that time, obviously he could find his way back by relying on the spirit worm, but he just didn't want to go back, thinking that if he took out the spirit worm to guide the way, he would return to the ghost domain again.

He didn't want to go back, he wanted to make a good world on his own.

However, the imagination is beautiful, the reality is cruel, he accidentally fell off the cliff, although he did not die by his ability, but was unlucky to hang on the branch of the mountain wall, hungry and dizzy, he can't go up, can't get down, can only be hung like that, and has to worry about when the uncle will break.

He felt like he was going to die.