Mo Junli was the first to speak, his tone changed from his previous uninhibitedness, and prayed with meaning: "Xiao Ye'er, during my Gu coma, I don't know how much happened, I only know that you went to Southern Xinjiang to find medicine for me alone, so I know that you love me, but for some reason, since I woke up, you have always deliberately alienated me." I've never really treated anyone in my life, only you, and only you. So don't be like this, don't leave me, don't leave me, don't give up on me, I'm real, true, love you very much......" Guarding the soul of this side of ice and jade, and striving to bloom with the fragrant fragrance of petals, do you know that the fragrance of this season is only released for you; you know that the charm of this vein is only enchanting for you; you can know that the waiting of this life, the position can go to the white head with you.

After speaking, Mo Junli's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally he only heard a voice whispering in his ear, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Outside the window, there are two secret guards who do not give up their posts even in the middle of the night, and at the moment they are communicating silently with their eyes on the tree:

"Little kite, I'm a little skeptical about life. ”

"Xiaowei (Jiuwei), what's wrong. ”

"I remember that there were clearly three people who went to southern Xinjiang, how could it be that in the mouth of Lord Mo, there was only one master (Ye Hanyin). Are we too much of a failure?"

"Hmph, how can it be, how can the two of them, as secret guards, have succeeded in minimizing their sense of existence, have they failed? ”

"Oh, too. She (the author) has forgotten us I don't know how many times. ”

The people on the trees stopped communicating, the night was silent, and now it was late autumn, and there was no more chirping of summer cicadas, and the whole courtyard seemed to be asleep.

Inside the house, Mo Junli's hand gently patted Ye Hanyin's back, Ye Hanyin only felt sleepy, and fell asleep in a daze. Nine horses draw mountains and count fate, a lifetime with the king is not envious of immortals! A person will meet two people in his life, one is amazing time, and the other is gentle for years!

Life is a dream, white clouds and dogs, right and wrong, grievances and grievances, but the sun and the moon are silent, the water passes without a trace, everything is just a little obsession.

Late at night.

The moonlight sprinkled over the courtyard, gilding every corner with a touch of tenderness. A white figure slowly fell, sat on the edge of the window, and looked at the people sleeping together in the inner room, with affection and endless jealousy in his eyes. Through the light of the moon, you can see the person's face clearly, it is-Qianluojia! Although the face is Qianluojia's face, is the person still the same person he used to be?

A puff of white smoke gathered around her, and when the white smoke dissipated, she revealed another face, and there was a bright red manju sawa - white impermanence. (Even I will never admit that I forgot about this person again, huh.) ）

When we knew each other, we didn't hear back, and we sighed like flowing water. At this moment, I am afraid that there are thousands of sighs in her heart for the person on the edge of the bed: