Ning Xiang didn't expect that he would suddenly make such a request.

After staring at him stunned for a while, he couldn't resist the love and prayer overflowing in his peach blossom eyes.

took the initiative to move his head closer, closed his beautiful eyes, and put on a seductive appearance that he could pick up.

Mo Yinxing saw that she should respond, and the string in his mind that was still pulling his reason was directly broken, and after rolling up and down again the Adam's apple, he lightly went up.

The fragrance of the lip flaps he came into contact with was soft, similar to the jelly he had eaten, but it made his heart sweeter than the cyclamate contained in the jelly.

He didn't stop at the taste, but said something in Ning Xiang's ear in a hoarse voice, and after asking for her consent, he began to taste it again.

The fog outside was even thicker.

So much so that the young man didn't notice it for the first time, and Ning Xiang's body also had this kind of thick mist.

When the kiss ended, both of them were a little out of breath.

Ning Xiang saw the scene of her body becoming translucent from his eyes.

Mo Yinxing also opened her peach blossom eyes at this time and saw her situation.

He hugged her translucent body almost reluctantly, and asked her in a muffled voice, next time, when will she come?

If he could, he would have liked to spend more time with her.

But unfortunately, Ning Xiang couldn't control all this, and of course she couldn't satisfy him.

She patted him on the back and said to him when the transparency of her body increased again: "I don't know, but no matter what, you just need to remember one thing, after that, we will always be together, don't feel uncomfortable because of a short separation, I will feel bad when I see you like this." ”

Mo Yinxing has not been an unreasonable person since he was a child.

And on the contrary, he has always been absolutely rational in everything.

But now, when facing Ning Xiang, he doesn't want to be like this anymore, but wants to be confused and unreasonable, so that he may be able to get what he wants.

But no.

The girl in front of her was about to completely turn into a phantom and disappear.

He could only say "yes" to her, and then he couldn't watch her be blown away by the wind along with the mountain fog around her.

There was no fog, and the little Mazha on the side and the cup that had drunk half of the mountain spring became very conspicuous in the sun.

He picked up the cup of mountain spring water she had drunk, took it to the place she had used, and drank it slowly.

It was only in this process that for the first time, he tasted some bitterness from this cup of mountain spring water, which had always had only a sweet taste.

After that, he took the little Mazha and the cup home, and did not plan to share them with others as Ning Xiang thought.

He gradually went from high school to college, day after day, year after year, waiting for her to appear again.

But no, he couldn't find any trace of her except for the coat in his hand, and the things she had used to prove that she really existed.

Until the time came to the age when he was twenty years old, Ning Xiang once told him that he would officially meet her.

This year, he thought that he would definitely see him again.

But still not.

At the end of his twentieth and twenty-first years, he sat at the secret base they had been to together, and glanced at the little Mazha that had fallen leaves, and the mountain spring water in the cup, which had fallen a lot of crumbs.

Only then did he put them away in the thick of the night, with empty black eyes.

It was only at the moment when he got up that the rain fell with a strong smell of earth.

It was cold and piercing on his body, but it couldn't withstand the coldness in his heart.

He muttered to himself, "It's been four years."

The rain rolled down his long eyelashes and fell on his porcelain-white skin, mixed with some warm water.

Obviously, he hadn't seen her again for eight years, and he didn't find it so difficult.

Now that he had only halved the time, he felt like forty years had passed.

In the end, he has changed.

No longer as desireless as before, there is a stubborn greed in his heart that he doesn't even notice himself.

The young man returned to the ruined Buddha statue with his things, and after staring at it for a long time, he prayed to it with a gesture of devotion that he had never thought of, never believing in ghosts and gods.

Pray that he can see Ning Xiang soon, even if it will cost him a lot of money.

The ruined Buddha seemed to hear his prayers, and he soon met the people he had been thinking about that night.

Her face is still the same, stopping at the most brilliant eighteen years old.

The clothes he was wearing were still the black and red dresses he remembered.

He looked at the little face that had not been harsh by time, and his heart was full of satisfaction, but at the same time, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

If she had been like this, and he was aging at a normal rate, then whether it was possible for them to continue to be together, he himself did not want her to see his decay.

"Mo Yinxing?"

Ning Xiang looked at the young man who had fallen into deep thoughts, and found that compared to the previous time, this time, his age had increased a lot.

Basically, it looks exactly like the Mo Yinxing she saw in the Dachang Dynasty.

There are no traces of fire on him, and every single single piece of his long facial features looks like a masterpiece of ingenuity.

His peach blossom eyes are very deep, and when he stares at him like this, he will have the illusion that he is his whole world.

If there is really any difference between him and Mo Yinxing in this world, it should be hair.

With short hair, although he looks a little strange, but because this person is him, in her eyes, he has a lot more tolerance, and even thinks that he looks very good in this way.

It's a bit like a little wolf cub who has just been sheared, and it looks fierce, but when it gets close and teases it with its hands, it will come over and lick people's hands with its tongue in a flattering manner.

"Ning Xiang." Mo Yinxing looked at the girl who appeared in front of him almost out of thin air, and after calling her in a low voice, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

It's just that the force he used was extremely tight, so tight that Ning Xiang felt a little painful and frowned.

But the force man didn't know it, so he pulled her into his arms violently with this force, rubbed the tip of his nose uncontrollably against her neck, sniffed the scent of fresh snow on her body, and tried to alleviate the difficulty of missing her in the past few years.

"I'm here, you let go, I'm not comfortable with you."

Ning Xiang stretched out his hand to push Mo Yinxing, but it was like a mountain standing in front of him, and he couldn't push it at all.

Hearing her say that she was uncomfortable, the young man was a little reluctant to let go of his hand, but his eyes were still sticky to her, and he suddenly said in a low voice: "Ning Xiang, I am already an adult." ”

No Prizes –

Why did Mo Yinxing say that?

(1) He just had a convulsion and suddenly wanted to say (2) he wanted to emphasize that he was older than Ning Xiang, and (3) he wanted to use this to brew with Ning Xiang sauce

Digression: When writing a modern copy of this part, I had the urge to open a book and integrate a small part of this ancient and modern factor text, so I will remember it now and see if I can write it later.

(End of chapter)