Shen Youan took a deep breath and didn't look back: "Don't sleep at night? Are you out there admiring the moon?"

"I can't sleep, come out and sit, what about you?"

Shen Youan suddenly turned around and walked towards the rain pavilion step by step.

Under the moonlight, the girl's jade face is beautiful, and the beauty is thrilling.

The silver-white moonlight was not as pale as the girl's complexion, and there seemed to be a layer of sorrow between her eyebrows, which added a bit of touching grace to the jade color.

Ice muscles and jade bones, peach and plum, she stood quietly, as if even the moonlight was eclipsed under such a stunning color.

The young man tilted his face, his eyes shaking.

The porcelain cup in "Pop" fell to the ground and rolled to his feet.

"I've had a nightmare, come out and breathe."

Shen Youan sat down opposite him, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

"No wonder I can't sleep, the more I drink this strong tea, the more insomnia I have."

Yoo Yun-hee realized that his straightforward gaze was too gaffe, and hurriedly looked away, the fingertips hanging down his knees trembling slightly.

At this moment, his heart lake could not be calmed down for a moment, and a monstrous wave was set off.

The glance at the face came back to his mind repeatedly, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes again.

The girl sat quietly, drinking tea with her eyes down.

It was Shen You'an he was familiar with, but that face was beautiful and strange and terrifying.

"An'an, you ......."

Just take off the glasses, how can the appearance change drastically.

It's incredible.

But the good cultivation made Liu Runxi not get to the bottom of it, and he turned to notice what Shen You'an said just now.

"Nightmare?"

Shen Youan lowered his head and smiled, "yes, a terrible nightmare."

Liu Runxi's eyes were dark, and when the girl looked up, she hurriedly looked away, with a little embarrassment.

In the face of absolute beauty, only saints can resist being unmoved.

He's just an ordinary person.

Liu Yunxi's fingertips trembled slightly, and he asked softly in a hoarse voice, "Is it convenient to talk to me?" When the nightmare is spoken, it is broken."

Shen You'an thought for a while, and said slowly: "A female star who came out of the bottom and acted seriously and steadfastly, but her efforts did not return the reward, but was maliciously blocked and smeared because she did not agree with the unspoken rules, even breathing was wrong, she was poor all her life, and finally died of illness on the streets on a snowy night in winter, is it miserable to live like this?"

Shen You'an smiled as he spoke, his smile faint as a cloud, as if it was about to dissipate into the mist in the next moment.

The next moment, a coat fell from her shoulder, and warmth swept over.

Shen Youan was stunned, and when he looked up, the young man was already sitting down opposite.

Shen Youan touched the clothes on his shoulder, and a fragment-like image flashed in his mind.

"It's not a pity to be stained, but I don't violate my wishes, I am in the dye vat and always stick to the bottom line and principles in my heart, I am a respectable and admirable idealist, in this society, it is too precious and too rare."

The young man's gentle gaze is like a spring water, which seems to be able to contain all things in the world.

Shen Youan was stunned, looking at him quietly through the vast night.

"Isn't she stupid?"

"Silly?" The boy smiled and shook his head.

"How can a person with faith and principles in her heart be stupid, after going through the wind and waves and not changing her original intention, I think at the moment when she is facing death, looking back on every choice she has faced in her life, she will not regret it, that is, she has no regrets, although her life is short but brilliant enough."

Shen You'an looked at him with sparkling eyes.

No one has ever said to her like this, Shen You'an, you did the right thing, you are worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of your heart.

"This society has fundamentally unleashed the desires of human nature, and the pursuit of different desires is equal on one plane, and the idealist has injected a touch of aura into such a peaceful life, proving her nobility with her prominence, and as long as today is not the end of history, she will always have her vitality."

The boy looked at her tenderly.

The cold night was deeper, but the warmth surrounded her like a thread and silently.

"You must know that Song Gaojie, when the snow melts, only after the baptism of reality will her soul become more dazzling."

Shen You'an's soul was shocked.

Unconsciously, my eyes were a little hot.

She walked alone in the dark for a long, long time, and when she was already exhausted and couldn't hold on, she also questioned her original choice, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and continued to walk, even if she stumbled, even if she was covered in bruises, she still walked on.

One day, a man said to her gently and firmly, "Your choice is not wrong."

It turns out that there is such a person in this world after all, who understands her.

"If only she had known you earlier."

The boy smiled, "It's not too late to know each other now."

Shen Youan raised his head suddenly.

The young man's dark eyes were brighter and warmer than the stars in the sky, and he seemed to be able to see everything in the world.

Shen Youan clearly saw his own shadow in his eyes.

The lonely boat that had been floating in the sea for a long time, after countless winds and rains and waves, finally ushered in the clouds and fog dispersed, a ray of sky light came through, and following the guidance of fate, she saw the harbor at anchor.

The night was full of cold dew, and after that, no one spoke again, only the long silence and wordless company, and the unknown insect cries from the distant mountains of the hollow valley, added a bit of elegance to the night.

Shen Youan gradually forgot the pain in her body, and the nightmares that haunted her were also far away in an instant, merging into the deep sea of memory.

There are some things that don't need to be said, and they know each other.

After a long time, the young man's whisper came from the night wind: "It's late at night, go back to sleep, have no dreams all night, sleep well."

"Okay, you too, don't drink strong tea anymore."

The boy lowered his eyes and smiled, "Maybe it's already a habit."

No one knows that Yoo Yun-hee, who is in the prime of life, is plagued by insomnia all year round.

The forehead was kissed by a little coolness, like ice and snow melting in the center of the eyebrows.

He was stunned.

The girl's laughing voice fell from her ear: "Actually, I can do magic, now that I have cast magic on you, go back to sleep, you will sleep well."

After the words fell, he turned around and quietly walked away in the night.

The fragrance that belonged to the girl alone was swept away by the wind, and he disappeared into the night, and he suddenly felt empty in his heart, and suddenly reached out to grab something, but only the merciless cold wind passed through his fingertips.

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows.

As if the moment the fingertips touched, the calm heart lake fluctuated in an instant, and the huge waves hit and drowned him.

After sitting quietly for a while, he pushed away the cold teacup and got up to leave the rain pavilion.

There was no light in the room, and he skillfully walked in the dark, walked to the bedside, took off his shoes and lay down.

He stared at the ceiling, not for too long, and at some point, his eyelids drooped.

The young man's frowning eyebrows didn't know when to loosen, and the corners of his lips sank into sleep with a light smile.

There is no nightmarish of cannibalism, where the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and there is peace.