readx;? The air in the town was damp, but it didn't seem to rain anymore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Walking in the suffocating belly of the mountain for a long time is really extremely thirsty, and the refreshment of those few sips of tea has long been wiped out. Jun Li brought some well water to drink in the backyard of Yu Rui's house, and felt better, and when he walked outside, the town was completely dark, only the pearl in his hand was still shining like a constant light, but it also looked much dimmer under the starlight.

He looked up at the sky—a place where no one was watching, and only a faint light of starlight, which could help him judge the night solstice.

Thorn should have slept.

He thought to himself, he hurried back and pushed open the courtyard door, but he was stunned. A rickety lamp flickered in the patio - faltering from the running out of oil. It was supposed to be the only light in the dwelling, and it was placed on the ground to shine on a man who was sitting on his knees in the patio and sleeping. I wonder how long she's been sitting here, but she's sitting here to wait for him to come back?

The night is already cold, and this is the feeling of the damp air, the breeze that blows the clothes, and the lamp that has no warmth to speak of—the autumn is as cool as water. Jun Li's heart tightened, and he walked quickly to pick her up and picked her up, as if he wanted to warm her up immediately, "Thorn, go back to the house." He whispered to her.

Thorn felt something, and said vaguely: "What time is it......?"

"Hmm...... Probably, it's almost time. ”

Thorn suddenly came to his senses and opened his eyes abruptly. "You're back!" she quickly stood up from his arms, and upon inspection, she first noticed the torn shirt on his shoulder. "What's going on, is something wrong?" she nervously touched his shoulder.

"Nothing. Jun Li just pulled her, "Go inside and talk about it, it's so cold outside." ”

"It's not cold, it's just ...... A lot of bugs. Thorn muttered, and walked inside with him. She also saw that he was just a torn coat, and there was no injury, guessing that it was probably because of the secret road and rocks, her heart gradually relaxed, and she couldn't help muttering: "I just estimated that you were about to come back, so I went to the patio to wait for you, who knows...... How do you know that after waiting for a long time, I won't see a shadow - didn't you say that it was two hours, why did you go for so long, you want to kill me in a hurry?"

Jun Li didn't respond, and he couldn't help but say: "Do you know, you don't come back, I have been thinking about it for a long time-thinking, I finally escaped from under the sect master, in case you were sent to the door again because of this trip and bumped into the sect master, I will not be by your side...... I regret it when I think about it, Brother Jun Li, I shouldn't have insisted on sending Xiaoyu back, I should have listened to you, and I will send her away tomorrow......"

Jun Li turned around this time and smiled: "I really regret it? I see that you slept quite soundly." ”

"You still say I-do you know how tired I am?-Just sweeping this house--look at this house--how dirty this room is, cobwebs and dust everywhere--do you know how long I've been sweeping?"

Jun Li understood in his heart, and stopped making fun of him at the moment, and said warmly: "I know." You're too tired, rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

The thorn answered, glanced at the escalator, and was about to go upstairs. The lamp was still on the patio, but for some reason it wasn't very dark in the room. She turned her gaze, and saw that Jun Li's left sleeve seemed to have a faint halo coming through, and she unconsciously let out a "huh", "Brother Jun Li, what is bright in your sleeve?"

Jun Li raised his hand slightly. The darkness dimly reflected the night pearl that he had casually put in his sleeve. "Little Rain Girl's pearl of the night. He took it out and showed it to her.

The pearl was no longer blocked, and it was more and more wanton in his palm, and the room was faintly lit up for a while. Thorn picked up in surprise, "How do you put ...... Brought back all the beads of Xiaoyu?"

"Borrowed from her. It's too dark on the road. Jun Li pointed to the upstairs of the black hole, "You can take it." ”

Thorn took Mingzhu and walked up with the wooden railing, but when he was about to arrive, he suddenly turned his head, "Brother Jun Li, will that person come here tomorrow to tell your story?"

"It's not coming. Jun Li smiled, "I told him not to talk about it." ”

"Oh......" There was a hint of disappointment in the prickly tone.

Jun Li waited for her to close the door before going back outside to carry the lantern - when she leaned over to get up, her eyes suddenly touched the faint yellow lamp, on the bluestone ground, a few crooked and familiar words.

"My name is Jun Li." How hard he had written then, even the slightly better of the second line still seems jerky now. But next to this difficult and jerky, now there are more lines.

"......'My name is Thorn'?"

He almost couldn't believe it. In the midst of the boredom of waiting, Thorn actually engraved his name with his. No wonder she would be disappointed that Wu Tiantong would not come tomorrow - her little girl's heart was probably expecting Wu Tiantong to include her in his story, right?

The stabbing sword is not a treasure weapon, it is not easy to enter the stone, and the handwriting is a little different shades, and it is not very beautiful. But at this moment, Jun Li's heart suddenly had an indescribable warmth, far beyond the funny. He went back into the hall, set the lamp, and crept up the stairs unconsciously—he stopped at her door, and whispered, "Are you asleep?"

The thorn in the room let out a soft "hmm". "What's wrong?" seems to be in a dream.

Jun Li suddenly realized that he didn't know why he wanted to come up. Knowing that she was tired, he had said that he would talk about everything tomorrow - even if there was a little sudden emotion in his heart at this moment, it was really not a good time. "......No," he wanted to say nothing, but the door was open. Thorn thorn looked at him a little bewildered.

These eyes suddenly ignited the light fire in his heart. He remembered that under the bright sunset in Meizhou City, he had had the same fire in his eyes staring at her by the sparkling water. It didn't matter whether it was the awe or his own hesitation that suppressed him and made him flinch and let go of her for a moment. Neither of those exists now.

He took a step towards her.

Thorn was stunned for a moment in a half-dream, and Jun Li had already leaned over to kiss her. His lips were moist with the coolness of the well water, but the breath was warm, as if a blow to her heart had dispelled all her sleepiness in an instant. She remembered him when she first met him in Huizhou, with such a warm demeanor - how could she imagine that one day after such a long time, such a warm and gentle would be able to rub her lips so truly.

She didn't refuse. She didn't know what kind of tongue to use to respond to him. A hint of girl's shyness still made her heart pound, and she was overly awake at such a drunken moment, looking left and right in a panic and cramped. She caught a glimpse of their shadows, each of which was reflected in a different color by the pearl of the house and the dim light downstairs, zigzags and dimly cast on the railing and the roof—she wanted to peek at Jun Li's expression, but it was too close for her to see anything.

Such nervousness was naturally felt by Jun Li. He looked up. The prickly lips were stiff, his face was red, and his eyes stared at him for a moment, like a frightened little animal.

It wasn't the reaction he had expected the stab would have.

The fire that was about to spread seemed to have been extinguished a little. “...... Did I scare you?" he calmed down and asked her in a low voice.

He shook his head vigorously at the sight of the thorn, as if to deny it, but the look in his eyes betrayed the uneasiness in her heart. He felt that such a denial was probably a cover of good intentions.

"It's me who is not good......" He felt a little guilty, hugged her, wanted to explain but couldn't explain, could only repeat again, "It's me who is not good......"

"Brother Junli......" Thorn seemed to want to explain something, but he didn't know how to say it after all. In the end, he was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "That...... If nothing else...... I went to sleep. ”

Jun Li watched her close the door, and he was as stunned as he was when he first faced her. There was a series of clicking sounds outside, as if the wind had shaken off the residual rain from above, and the knock on the eaves sounded like the ridicule of the spectators.

He walked slowly downstairs, feeling a little regretful in his heart. Knowing that she had to leave Qinglong Valley just today, her mood must still be at the bottom of the valley -- she was physically and mentally exhausted, and it was not easy for her to rest and sleep -- how could she not be able to restrain this mood at this time, and she was bound to disturb her? I wanted to be closer to her, but now there is a gap between them? It should have been a soft and sweet thing that the two of them should have looked forward to, but now there are only unpleasant memories left, irreparable?

Jun Li, Jun Li. He said to himself. You only think that you don't have to be confined to any more restraints of Shan Jiquan, and you only think that you have already declared the world's heart for her, but you forget—what kind of mood is she in now? You have only given her a word--but you have not given her any worldly name--how dare you ask her for something with your own zeal before you have even taken back your worldly name, and have not done all the things you promised?......

It didn't take long for the chaos to subside. He did not lie down, but meditated and rested on the couch with his clothes, and in a few days the darkness had passed.

But the misty sky lasted for a long time, as if it would never brighten—and it began to rain again outside, and it was dripping and dripping, not at all like the way it should be in autumn.

The mood is becoming more and more difficult to warm up, and the feeling of loss is like this rain that can not be coolly soaked. The only good news is that the power of the Qinglong Mental Method, which was almost exhausted for Lady Tuoba's healing last night, found that it had recovered more than 10% at this time. This is an unexpected joy, that is, the scorching power that has been incorporated into the dantian with the trick of "transformation" and "continuation" is already his own power, and it cannot only be used for a while.

He didn't have the heart to deal with it. Although the rain refused to stop, he still got up and packed the two of them first. This trip was really embarrassing, the clothes were damaged, and the only thing left was a gray-blue Taoist robe that was still intact, and he could only continue to be a Taoist priest on the return trip. He changed his inner and outer clothes, put a few newly acquired things in—Cheng Fangyu's family letter, a black bamboo-shaped wrench—and when he sorted it out, he saw that there was still a letter from Miss Han who wanted to intercede with Tuoba Gu for him, but thinking back to yesterday's situation, where was the opportunity to use it?

Grinding and preparing everything to stop, the thorns upstairs did not move. He was apprehensive, and after hesitating for a while, he went upstairs to look, and when he looked through the window, he saw that Thorn was still sleeping soundly.

Only then did I realize that the Chenguang that rested last night was actually only two times away from now-it was too early. The mood suddenly improved inexplicably - the thorn is still the thorn that won't hang on to anything for too long, and probably only himself will think about so many trivial things in his heart and can't sleep.

He walked down the railing, secretly thinking that on the way back, he should talk to her more closely, so as not to remind her of any unpleasantness, and to erase the events of last night earlier. Just as he was concentrating, a sudden awe-inspiring coldness suddenly appeared in his consciousness, and his heart was shocked, and the killing intent surged-just above the roof of this small building-so close to the thorn--as if there was some strange aura secretly watching!

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