"The people of the You Clan are born without seven emotions and six desires, while the Night Clan people are extremely emotional, because power is still another issue, and our two races have been completely opposed for a long time. ”

"What are you going to say. Yiyun listened, and suddenly a sense of foreboding suddenly appeared in his heart.

"The women of the Ghost Clan and the men of the Night Clan are like being favored by the sky, almost everyone has a stunning face and a very high talent, there have been speculations before, when the Ghost Clan and the Night Clan intermarry, will they give birth to better offspring, but unfortunately because of the restrictions of the clan rules, this idea has always stayed in speculation..."

"Hey, you don't want to take the initiative to dedicate yourself, do you? Although the time is a bit rushed, I shouldn't have asked if I came to shoot..."

Before Yiyun could finish speaking, he was slapped on the wall again.

"The girl who entered the space with him. Yu Han said indifferently. "She's not human, she's a hybrid of a human and a ghost. ”

"Although it is not a ghost, it is enough as a tool. ”

"Wait... What do you mean—" Yiyun was shocked by Yu Han's crazy thoughts, and his back lifted in disbelief. "You're going to force marriage?"

"I'm going to borrow seeds. Yu Han said calmly.

"Borrow the seed for me personally, why force others, bastard!" Yiyun said wildly.

"If you stop it, it's too late..."Yu Han said, a slight smile on his cold pretty face. "I came prepared, in the world, but it was very hard to make up for it. ”

...

"Uhhh "You want me... Hang up your clothes?"

"Yes. Golden Youhan nodded, then pointed to the sore night rain and commanded. "Then you pretend to be a courier and push open the unlocked door. Then he took off her clothes as if nothing had happened. ”

"Hey!" Xixi + Nightrain yelled.

"Hey, if you really train like this, let alone the Night King, even the Little Night King will come out. There will be several sticky little Night Kings!" Night Rain said with a headache in her head. "Ambition is being consumed in all sorts of ways, bastard..."

"By the way, you're also shy, I have to say that you guys are very into the play..."Golden Youhan exclaimed inexplicably. "Although I can't understand what those two people are doing with the other people who went in after them, by the way, if someone else needs to join..."

"Hey!" this time it was Xixi who blushed and yelled, while Yeyu lowered her head and pondered for a moment, and then showed a very lewd and subtle smile...

"You can stop me!" Cissy kicked the night rain in anger, and then shouted.

"Oh, after all, it's going too fast, so it's okay for you to get to know each other, right?"

Golden Chill lowered his head and pondered. Then he smiled a boyish smile (except for the black and white cold at the moment, the other colors are in the form of a three-year-old child.) With a wave of her little hand, their eyes went dark, and then they fell asleep one after another.

"The most direct understanding is actually to see every second of the other person's life, haha, I am really a genius. ”

The golden cold smiled mischievously, which was completely different from the black and white her.

But she didn't know anything. In a person's life, even his closest family and loved ones will not be by his side for a second.

No one else has ever touched someone's life so closely.

It's not just a heart-to-heart collision.

but twenty years, seven thousand three hundred days. 175,200 hours of companionship.

In a sense, it's forever.

...

"I can't stand it, I'm just a kid with a machine gun. Night Rain shook her groggy head and dissatisfied.

He looked around. It was found to be a twilight. Barren and silent, on the plain, stood a house.

Screen flow. Nightrain found herself in the house at some point.

"What should I call her? A stunning-looking beautiful woman, holding a sleeping baby in her arms, happily leaning on the arms of a calm man.

"I thought of the name a long time ago... But are you sure you want to take my last name?" the man asked, gently teasing the baby.

"Marry a chicken with a chicken and marry a dog with a dog. The beautiful woman smiled and said. "You name it. ”

"There is an arbor in the south, so let's call her Nannan. The man asked tentatively.

"It's not good, let's call it Sissy. The beautiful woman pouted and said dissatisfied.

"Well, I know. The man frowned with a headache and said with a wry smile. "Okay, good, it's all up to you. ”

...

In a high-sounding royal palace. A kind-faced and dignified father gently dragged two small babies in his hands.

"My sons, your mother gave birth to you on a stormy night, then, your name is called Wind and Rain!"

"From now on, your growth path will be full of ups and downs, and the Father hopes that you will support each other to the end..."

...

The two are in each other's company, and time flies.

In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

It's night, in the silence of the streets.

A quirky girl, her face covered with smudges, her dirty face could not hide her big smart eyes, she held the stone, looked around cautiously, avoided the probe, she made a throwing motion, showed a smile, seemed to be very satisfied with the arc of her choice.

Then she bent down and slammed the glass somewhere.

The girl's target shattered with the crisp sound of 'ping', and the dark room lit up with a man's swearing.

However, the girl did not have time to appreciate the glorious results, and after the sound sounded, she fled the scene of the crime in a hurry.

She walked through the winding alleys, carefully wading through the mud beneath her feet, and quietly came to a house that was already crumbling.

She tried to enter quietly, but the overwhelming creak of the door revealed her tracks.

"It's Sissy—" In the small room, there was an old inquiry, accompanied by a violent cough.

The inside of the house was thought to be due to the lack of sunlight all year round, it was very damp, and the foundation had already collapsed several times, and the ground was also uneven, the girl skillfully stepped over the towering dirt bag in front of her, and answered softly.

"It's me... Grandmother. ”

"Ahem," the owner of the old voice seemed to want to get up, but there was another cough, and through the moonlight cast by the rotten wooden window, her painful shadow could be faintly seen.

"Grandma—" The girl hurriedly turned on the light, picked up the cup beside the table with ease, hurriedly took some water and handed it to the old woman's mouth. (To be continued......)