Chapter Ninety-Nine: No Begonia Brand (II)

Tang Demon returned to the inn room, and after the restaurant incident, she lost her sleepiness.

The sad face of Wind Memories kept coming to her mind.

Shu Jianlang's sweetheart turned out to be exactly the same as her, which really made her have an indescribable emotion.

The Tang Demon tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, when a voice full of endless sorrow reached the house.

"Lovesickness is bitter, lovesickness is bitter, just because lovesickness has entered the bones......"

Tang Demon's heart trembled, and she got up from the bed and walked to the window. She hesitated, but pushed the window open.

A cold wind also blew in.

The night breeze blew her hair messy, and it made her body shiver.

In front of the inn is a street. Tang Demon saw that on the other side of the street, there was a person sitting on the roof of the house facing her window, it was Feng Zhongyi.

In the wind, his whole body was bathed in the cold moonlight, and he looked at the window of the Tang demon.

The Tang demon pushed open the window, and the heart of the wind became excited.

Although there is no beauty disease at the corner of the Tang Demon's mouth and no Begonia brand on the arm, the Tang Demon is exactly the same as Xiang'ersheng. So he wanted to see the Tang Demon.

Seeing the Tang Demon is like seeing Xiang'er.

Because he misses Xiang'er so much, he is lovesick!

When he saw it, he was satisfied.

Tang Demon didn't speak, looking at the wind on the opposite side.

Feng Zhongyi didn't speak, and looked at the Tang demon in the window stupidly.

In this way, the two stared at each other across the street.

Suddenly, a person's face appeared in Tang Demon's mind, the person smiled faintly at her, the person raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, the person was the demon head. Although she has pity for the wind in her heart, she only has one man in her heart, and that is the demon head.

So the demon closed the window.

Tang Demon went back to bed, but it was harder for her heart to calm and it was harder for her to fall asleep.

She thought wildly, thinking of the demon head for a while, remembering the familiar memories of the wind for a while, and thinking of those two lines of poetry for a while.

After a long time, an hour, the Tang demon got up from the bed again and walked to the window.

Tang Demon opened the window again, and she saw that Feng Zhongyi was still sitting there, still looking at her window.

Look at it like this, and remember to sit in the cold wind until dawn.

Tang Demon sighed that there is such an infatuation in the world.

The Tang Demon beckoned to the wind.

In the wind, the figure of Yi rose instantly, floating towards the window.

The Tang Demon also retreated from the window, and the figure of Feng Zhongyi floated into the house silently.

Tang Demon looked at the wind and smiled, laughing helplessly.

She said in a resentful tone: "Childe, do you really want to sit until dawn?"

Kazaze recalled, "Yes. ”

Tang Demon sighed lightly and said: "Childe's infatuation is rare in the world, but I am really not your fragrance." You can also see that I don't have a begonia brand on my arm. ”

Feng Zhongyi stared at the Tang Demon and said, "Although you don't have a begonia brand, you are really exactly the same." For so many years, I have been searching, I have stepped on thousands of mountains and rivers, I have walked to the ends of the earth......"

Tang Demon listened to the story of the process of finding Xiang'er in the wind, and his heart was full of sympathy. She walked over to the table and sat down, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

Feng Zhongyi looked at it and his heart moved, and the appearance of Xiang'er brushing her hair appeared in his mind, which was exactly the same.

Tang Demon was very curious about Xiang'er now, she poured a cup of tea, pushed it on the other side of the table and said, "Childe, tell me about Xiang'er." ”

Wind in the memory walked over and sat opposite the Tang Demon.

Sitting opposite to the Tang Demon, smelling the faint fragrance of the Tang Demon, the wind is even more ups and downs.

Feng Zhongyi told Tang Demon in detail about him and Xiang'er, and when he talked about the emotion, Feng Zhongyi wet his eyes with tears. This touching love story made Tang Demon listen to it and be confused.

The wind recalled, the Tang demon listened, and the Tang demon rubbed his eyes with a handkerchief from time to time.

After Feng Zhongyi finished speaking, Tang Demon said, "Childe, can you let me see Xiang'er's portrait?"

Kaza recalled: "Of course I can......"

Feng Zhongyi took out the bamboo tube with the painting from his body, and he took out the painting from the bamboo tube and slowly spread it out on the table.

When the Tang demon saw Xiang'er in the portrait, Huo Di stood up. Her eyes were fixed on the beautiful girl in the portrait, and she really couldn't believe it, because the person in the painting was the same person she was ten years ago.

Although there are many people who are similar in the world, this is too similar!

Tang Demon stretched out her hand, her hands trembling at the moment. She gently stroked Xiang'er's face in the portrait. She felt like she was caressing her cheek.

No wonder, no wonder Shu Jianlang, who is the first sword of Da Yu, will lose his temper in public, grab her hand, and cut off her veil.

The Tang Demon muttered to himself and seemed to be recalling to the wind, "How can this be? What the hell is going on?"

Kazaya said, "What the hell is going on......"

Tang Demon raised his head and looked at Feng Zhongyi, who looked at her with a stupid gaze. At this moment, both of them could hear each other's heartbeats.

Just watching, just like that, heartbeating.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Demon said: "Childe, although Xiang'er is exactly the same as me, I really am not her." Her story, her grandfather, and your story, if I were her, I wouldn't remember anything about it. ”

"I don't know why this happened. But I think you're Xiang'er. Really, you're ......"

Tang Demon stopped talking, she stared at the portrait, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, the Tang Demon let out a long breath, and she slowly closed the scroll and handed it to Feng Zhongyi.

Tang Demon said: "Childe, I sympathize with you and Xiang'er, and I am also touched by you." But I'm not her. I already have a sweetheart in my heart. In this life, I only love him alone. If you and I have a fate, it's only tonight's fate. Now that the fate is over, you can go. Don't bother me anymore. ”

Feng Zhongyi took the scroll, but he didn't respond, but carefully put the scroll back into the bamboo tube. Then Wind Memories turned around and walked gloomily towards the window.

When Feng Zhongyi walked to the window, Tang Demon said: "Childe ......"

Feng Zhong Yi suddenly looked back, and Tang Demon saw that there were tears in Feng Zhong Yi's eyes.

Tang Demon's heart trembled.

She suppressed her emotions and said, "Childe, I am actually an extraordinary woman. I also know that you are now playing for the White Feathers. Childe, even though I'm not Xiang'er, I still want to advise you to leave the Cliff. Don't get involved in the disputes anymore. Xiang'er doesn't want anything to happen to you. ”

Feng Zhongyi smiled sadly, and he said, "Thank you." ”

Tang Demon said again: "Don't sit in the cold wind, go home." ”

"I don't have a home. ”

Tang Demon said: "Then you can find a warm place." ”

Feng Zhongyi heard Tang Demon's words, and his heart swelled with warmth, and he nodded. In the wind, I pushed open the window and jumped out. He glanced back at the demon in the room again, and smiled happily on his face.

As Chu Wolf said, he looks good when he laughs.

The Tang Demon also smiled at him.

Wind Memories closes the window.

Memories of leaving in the wind, it is difficult for the Tang Demon to control his emotions.

She held her hand and walked back and forth on the ground.

She said to herself: "Xiang'er in the painting is what I looked like back then." I also love begonia flowers. Feng Gongzi made me feel familiar, and I seemed to have heard those two lines of poetry...... Could it be a coincidence? Or is there something else hidden? What the hell is going on? The demon leader must know, and I hope he can get out of the royal city as soon as possible, so I must ask clearly. I'm going to make things fall into place......"

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