Xiu Yuan pulled the swerving and left the moment he didn t dare to look back, he was afraid of seeing the lost eyes of his father and mother, this time,.

Wang couldn't help but lean on Mao Chun and cried loudly, "Master-how can you let Xiu Yuan and that fox demon go, Master-"

Mao Chun put his arm around his wife's shoulders, his eyes were moist, "Trust him, you should always give him some time to solve some problems on his own, I think he will come back when he knows the difference between them." ”

The Wang family still couldn't stand it, and cried loudly on her husband's shoulder, Steward Li looked at the back of the young master Xiuyuan, he closed his eyes, as if he remembered Mao Lian, if Mao Lian could be like him at that time, how good.

Unswerving followed Xiu Yuan, kept walking and walking, no one stopped, she didn't know what Xiu Yuan was thinking, his hand was hard to pull his own, Unswerving knew that this was too much torture for Xiu Yuan, he was alone, but what he wanted to abandon was the whole family.

"Xiuyuan-" Unsucked suddenly stopped, no longer moving forward, Xiu Yuan didn't look back, Unsung slowly walked over and hugged Xiu Yuan's back from behind, "I'm sorry." ”

Xiu Yuan crossed her hands from the front, "Don't say that, from today onwards, none of us will say these three words easily, no one will say sorry, no one will be like this." ”

Unswervingly, her heart was like a knife, and she nodded and couldn't speak.

"You promise me to be a demon without killing thoughts, is it okay?" Xiu Yuan said this slowly, the voice came from the bottom of her heart, she was stunned for a moment, and then she turned to look directly at Xiu Yuan's eyes, which were a pair of bottomless eyes, he had never been so deep, and he had the magic power to make people unable to extricate themselves.

Unswerving nodded solemnly, "I promise you." ”

Xiu Yuan's eyes were half-drooping, there was loss and reluctance, there was helplessness about life, he chose to hold up his unswerving hand, which meant giving up a lot of responsibilities that he should have shouldered, Xiu Yuan hugged him tightly, he buried his head in his unswerving hair, and the familiar fragrance came to his face.

Unswerving brought Xiuyuan to a place, where there is the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the rare tranquility in the world, it is a sea of grass flowers, the flowers are about to be gone, and the swerving day and night with mana to maintain their life and resist the autumn cold.

"I don't know how long they'll live, I'm just trying to keep going. She stared at the flowers in her hands, just like the happiness in front of her, it was too illusory to come quickly, for fear that it would disappear in a blink of an eye, for fear that it would disappear in a blink of an eye, for fear that it would be in a dream and she would not be able to grasp it.

The two people were lying on the grass, holding hands, looking up at the sky together, and the clouds were like changing fairies.

Unswerving closed his eyes, "Xiuyuan, except for you, I don't have anything now." ”

Xiu Yuan also closed his eyes, he slowly opened them, and there was a trace of light in his eyes, "I know." ”

"I'm afraid it's a dream, I'm afraid I'll wake up, I'm afraid I'll go back to five hundred years ago, I'm in endless thoughts and waiting, every night, I hold a candle, sit in a mountain stream, sit in a stone cave, look at the ink-stained night, wait for a touch of orange in the sky, wait for it to shine into my eyes, I think, where are you?"

A trace of tears in the corners of his eyes, I don't know how many tears have been shed, and finally this time, I have a home.

The tears flowed down the unswerving cheeks into the sea of flowers, there was a reincarnation between the eyebrows of Xiu Yuan that had been silent for five hundred years, he pointed his index finger to his eyebrows, five hundred years, for a mortal it seemed that he could not understand the meaning of this time, but at this moment, he seemed to be able to see that scene through the unswerving words, in the mountain stream, in the stone cave, in the twilight, in the dark night, under the morning light, the lonely white clothes sat there quietly.

Xiu Yuan turned his head sideways and looked at the unswerving and beautiful side face, which was enough to make people in the world, both men and women, "fascinated".

Unswerving also turned her head, looked at Xiu Yuan, and smiled faintly, she stretched out her hand to touch Xiu Yuan's face, the skin that the fingertips were about to touch was white and close to transparent in the sun, Xiu Yuan also stretched out her hand and touched the fingertips of Unswerving, until the two hands were held together, and no one wanted to separate.

"From the first time I saw you, I had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if I had known you for a long, long time-" Xiu Yuan looked at the unswerving face, and the clear reflection of himself in the unswerving eyes, "I don't know why, when I saw you, my heart ached inexplicably, and since then,* This feeling has increased unabated." ”

Unswerving close to Xiu Yuan, his head gently pressed against his.

"I think it's probably because we've known each other for 500 years. Xiu Yuan stretched out his fingers towards the sun, and five fingers 'shot' out of the sunlight and hit the two people in the face.

Unswerving the smell of Xiu Yuan's body, "Five hundred years, for today's wait, I am willing." ”

She smiled intoxicatingly, and Xiu Yuan gently dropped a kiss on her forehead like water.

The Li family

This home has an unprecedented silence, my cousin was going to take Yiliang to say goodbye, but Yiliang, who had been missing for two days, fell asleep as soon as he came back, ignoring it, and no matter what happened in the house, he returned to the room and locked himself up.

One of the things that Mao Chun did the most was to look lonely in the courtyard at the sky that was "exposed" in the courtyard of the four corners.

The Li family seems to have lost its soul, and only Steward Li supports the daily affairs of this family.

Yiliang didn't know how long he had been asleep, he opened his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, and then woke up and slept again, until he could no longer close his eyes, he hammered his head and sat up, and the high-spirited, arrogant young Yiliang was gone.

Yiliang looked at the painting on the table, it was unswerving, the woman in the painting still showed a beautiful smile, and his conscience was so painful that he couldn't look at the picture, he went down to cover himself with a quilt, crying and screaming in the quilt, and vented everything.

Until he was exhausted, Yiliang looked at the curtain above his head in a daze.

Long Buswerving, you are a demon, you lied to me, you also ridiculed me, you are a complete fox demon, you have harmed people a lot, you have insulted my feelings, you have made my self-esteem hurt and have nowhere to hide, and the most important thing is that after you hurt me like this, you still stole my heart.

Yiliang sat up, he couldn't go on like this, he couldn't let himself be like he was dead.

The two people in the sea of flowers went from lying down to sitting up, standing in the sea of flowers, in the mountain stream, unswervingly holding Xiuyuan's hand, to every place where she would come when she missed him, talking about the memories of each place, Xiuyuan listened quietly, he looked at this scene, and felt the unswerving at that time.

Unswerving and cultivating fate are like this, without stopping, sometimes quiet and sometimes laughing, unswerving has never had such a gushing, as if they have said enough what they want to say in the past five hundred years.

At night, the two snuggled up and slept to keep warm, and looked at Xiuyuan's face unswervingly, "How many times have I seen you in my dreams, you always disappear in a flash, I really want to see your sleeping face every day as soon as I open my eyes, Xiuyuan." ”

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