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Xiao Yu immediately took a few steps back, and Qing Yu removed the enchantment, and at the same time, two shadows fell not far from her.

It's just that when the two of them fell, she was stunned: "Mother, Mu Yao? ”

Completely unexpected, it was not someone else in front of her, it was Jing Cixuan and Mu Yao.

At the beginning, Qingyu confessed to Mu Yao, and at the last moment, he told Jing Cixuan to let Jing Cixuan come and pick her up when the time came, but Qingyu didn't think that she would be alive at that time, and she didn't expect that she would be able to come back......

I didn't expect that she had been delayed by Xiao Ji for two days, and when she arrived here, she actually bumped into Jing Cixuan who came to pick up Mu Yao......

Mu Yao stared at Qing Yu incredulously, she and Qing Yu have been together day and night for three hundred years, and this is only a few days apart, of course, it is impossible to admit her mistake, but she never dreamed that she would be able to see her again......

"Ah Yu ......" Mu Yao took a step forward, but just took a step, she saw a person, she paused in place when she stepped forward, and her eyes widened in surprise.

Even Jing Cixuan on the side changed his face.

Qingyu's body shook, her fingers clenched unconsciously, her heart trembled badly, but the breath was too close, she wanted to ignore it, and she couldn't ignore it.

And the man didn't take another step, it seemed that time stood still at this moment, and everyone was frozen in place.

The man never made a sound, but Qing Yu seemed to be able to hear his shallow breathing.

She bit the tip of her tongue and finally turned slowly, and then a figure crashed into her eyes.

Ink clothes and white hair, with a cold expression, he stood there quietly, looking at her quietly, only her figure in his eyes, but there was no trace of extra warmth.

It was as if he was looking at her, as if he was looking at others through her, as if he was seeing the real world, and as if his eyes were all illusory, without a trace of reality.

Qing Yu's heart hurt to the extreme all of a sudden.

She had imagined thousands of times when they were reunited, and she had imagined that he would wait for her, and that he would be miserable because of waiting for her......

That's why she did everything she could to get home......

In order to reunite with him, I dare not slack off every day.

The happiness she wants, the ending she wants, is to stand in front of him like this and tell him,

On the first day of summer, I came back.

But at this moment, that sentence was so stuck, and I couldn't even spit out a word.

He looked at her as if she were a fake.

And she looked at him like he was a fake.

The white hair pierced her eyes.

As deep as love is, it is as heavy as it is.

She only thought about how unbearable it was in her heart because of Xirong's death, but she didn't think about how tormented she was waiting for her to come back one day later, and how tormented she was to see Xia Chonghua one day later.

Qing Yu finally took a step forward, but he didn't dare to continue to move forward.

"Xia Chonghua, I'm back."

No response.

Xia Chonghua still looked so cold, as if everything was fake, looking at her indifferently.

After a long time, he pursed his lips slightly, but he didn't look away for half a minute.