Murong Yan stepped forward and wanted to help her senior brother to lie down on the bed, but after pushing twice, she dispelled this idea. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Duanmu Xuan at this time, her body had already softened into a puddle of mud, how could she help a girl.

After thinking about it for a while, Murong Yan had to take a mink fleece coat to put on for his senior brother, and then instructed the innkeeper to add a charcoal brazier to the room, so as not to catch a cold at night.

Look at the hour, it's unitary time. It was still early to rest, and Murong Yan wanted to go out for a walk, but seeing that the sky was gloomy and seemed to be snowing, she thought about it and went back to her room.

Although she was already disappointed in her senior brother, after all, the love between her brother and sister was still there. Moreover, the senior brother has always been very good to himself.

Although she is the only daughter of Murong Ke, the former head of the Ethereal Peak, her father suddenly disappeared when she was six years old, and her life and death have been unknown since then. And because my mother couldn't bear such a blow, she suffered from depression, and she never got better since, and she died of depression within a few years.

Think about it, the husband's life and death are suddenly unknown, and there is a woman who can withstand such a major change.

can imagine how miserable her situation as an orphan girl is, but fortunately, there is still a master. Over the years, in addition to the master, the senior brother in the Ethereal Peak has been regarded as the best person to treat himself.

Maybe Duanmu Xuan didn't know that in Murong Yan's heart, he had already regarded him as his own brother.

It's just that senior brother he ......

Thinking of his senior brother's current appearance, and seeing him drunk like a mess of mud, Murong Yan could only shake his head with a wry smile and sigh gloomily.

There is no doubt that Duanmu Xuan is lucky, he has had an uncle who has been the head of the Ethereal Peak since he was a child. Therefore, since he was born, he has lived in all kinds of halos and glory.

Even at this time, even when he was drunk, there was still a junior sister who silently cared about him.

It's just that most of them are extremely selfish. The more this happened, the more dissatisfied he became, as if someone owed him something. But in fact, when you are alive, no one will ever owe you anything.

Perhaps, in the eyes of a family like them, others should be good to themselves, and if something goes wrong, they will be resentful.

Even though the person who cared about him was always by his side, he turned a blind eye.

This may be the sadness of Duanmuxuan, of course, this is also the sadness of human nature.

Greedy, selfish...... Isn't it human nature?

Outside, the moon was already setting in the west, but the sky had just darkened, and the first quarter moon had already set early.

Looking out of the window, there are still a few sparse lone stars in the sky, glowing faintly in the dark night, but it only sets off the night sky to make it more gloomy.

The cold star was deserted, and in this long lonely night, Duanmu Xuan was not the only one who was drunk.

Somewhere in another inn on the Blizzard set, there was another sad person, a woman.

Lin Yuhan stood quietly for a long time.

She was the only one in the huge room. The food on the table was already cold, but she didn't even touch a single chopstick. It's not just that she didn't eat dinner, she hasn't eaten a bite for a whole day.

Is she not hungry, no, she has long felt a pang of discomfort in her stomach, but she still has no appetite.

A cold wind poured in through the window, making her thin body shiver.

She stepped forward and gently closed the window, then walked back and sat down slowly at the dining table.

There was not only food on the table, but also wine.

She hadn't eaten for a whole day, but now she just wanted to drink.

Lin Yuhan picked up the wine jug and poured himself a full glass.

At this moment, she just wants to get drunk. Perhaps, only when she is drunk will she temporarily forget the person she misses in her heart.

The wine is a strong liquor, and when I drink it, I only feel a hot pain in my throat, and not only a sore throat, but also a sharp pain in my stomach. But she didn't care, even if the pain was ten times worse, it was less than one-ten-thousandth of her heartache.

Sometimes she even feels that her heart is no longer in her, and now she may be just an empty shell, and she is no longer a complete individual. Her soul, her spirit, everything about her has been taken away by a man.

Now she is only an empty shell without a soul, and now she is just a walking corpse.

Just like Yang Xiaofeng said, two people who met in Pingshui, why should they take each other to heart.

Even Lin Yuhan couldn't figure it out himself, but it was just a chance encounter, and he completely put Yang Xiaofeng in his heart.

I don't even remember anymore, I don't know when she had the shadow of Yang Xiaofeng in her heart, and when she realized it, Yang Xiaofeng had completely occupied her entire body and mind.

In fact, the time she met again in Blackstone Town, she should have died at that time. At that time, she should have also discovered it, not to mention that in Yang Xiaofeng's heart, even in his eyes there was no her.

In his eyes, there is no shadow of himself at all.

All of them are just wishful thinking on her part, why do you still think about it, why don't you give up?

Isn't it, women always like such and such delusions.

Perhaps, the encounter under the Ethereal Peak was simply a mistake. Or rather, all of this is actually her own fault, a beautiful misunderstanding given to her by fate.

All of it, but just her own fantasies.

"Brother Yang......", Lin Yuhan softly called the name of the person in his heart. I couldn't help but drink another glass of spirits.

Thinking of Yang Xiaofeng, she couldn't help but want to drink.

She didn't like to drink, she didn't drink, and she couldn't even understand why so many people liked this unpleasant liquid. She hates alcohol, and she hates people who drink even more.

But later, she herself fell in love with drinking, because she met a man. So, she understood, she understood why so many people like to drink.

If a lonely person has no wine, if he can't get drunk, in those countless long dark nights, the emptiness and loneliness in his heart can torture people to madness.

So, she gets drunk every time, because she picks the strongest wine to drink every time. When the wine was sad, she even felt that only the heart-rending pain would not let her get lost, and only then did she feel that it was her true and complete self.

Only wine can make her feel her truest self.

Every time, she wanted to get drunk;

Now, she wants to get drunk again. So, she poured herself another full cup, and then, with a tilt of her head, poured it into her stomach.

Immediately afterward, there was a burning pain in her stomach and chest, and she felt as if her throat had been torn apart, and the muscles on her face had become twisted because of the pain.

But then, she laughed, very miserable, very weak.

In the dim light, the smile on the girl's face was so poignant, but it made people look at it, but it was so distressed, and she couldn't help but want to protect her and pity her.

Lin Yuhan smiled and smiled...... , and gradually laughed out of tears.

She couldn't hold back any longer, and lay on the table and sobbed quietly.

She kept crying, crying, but she didn't cry loudly, she didn't want others to see what she looked like, and she didn't want others to know what she was crying for.

Tears of sadness flowed softly, into whose heart.

"Brother Yang......", she whispered the name in her heart again.

In the dark night, the faint low sobbing crushed someone's heart.

Who is it and who is it sad for?

It's my daughter's most tender feelings!

How many times has she been alone in the dark, crying silently, but what about the person in her heart?

That person, does he know?

Perhaps, he didn't know how many long nights there was a girl who shed lovesick tears for him.

Probably, he wouldn't even think about it.

Gently, the door was pushed open, and Kong Yanshu walked in.

He stood behind Lin Yuhan and silently watched her shed sad tears. A few traces of pain flashed across his face, and at this moment, he felt so overwhelmed.

Kong Yanshu's hand stretched out, perhaps he wanted to pat Lin Yuhan's shoulder gently, but his hand was immediately withdrawn as soon as he was raised.

His lips moved, but at last he didn't say a word of comfort.

"Hehe, what am I, I actually want to comfort the Holy Maiden, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat......", Kong Yanshu laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart, and then shook his head, so that he no longer thought about other miscellaneous things, and said: "Holy Maiden."

Lin Yuhan didn't raise his head, and he didn't seem to be angry that Kong Yanshu walked in so abruptly, but asked lightly: "Are you okay?"

Kong Yanshu felt uncomfortable for a while, and he even hoped that Lin Yuhan could scold him a few words, in that case, he would be more relaxed, but her attitude.

He fixed his mind and said, "Holy Maiden, there are many people who want to come to the Falling Snow Valley tomorrow to congratulate them, and if the Holy Maiden agrees, my subordinates are willing to go into the valley among the crowd to find out some news."

Lin Yuhan still didn't look up, and still said lightly: "You can do what you want, you don't have to ask me again."

Kong Yanshu wanted to say something, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that he really couldn't find a suitable topic, so he bowed down and said, "The holy woman rests early, and his subordinates retire."

Lin Yuhan did not speak again.

Kong Yanshu was about to step out of the door with one foot, when he suddenly heard Lin Yuhan ask coldly: "What are you doing these things for, but for me"?

Lin Yuhan's words were like a knife, stabbing directly into Kong Yanshu's heart. He could feel that Lin Yuhan had turned his head at this time, and his two eyes seemed to have turned into substance, staring at him.

Kong Yanshu's footsteps suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he felt that his breathing, and even his heart, had stagnated.

Lin Yuhan was still staring at Kong Yanshu's back, waiting for his answer.

Kong Yanshu didn't answer, and from beginning to end, he didn't even look back. After a slight pause, he walked out slowly, closing the door of his room.

"Hehe......", listening to Kong Yanshu's footsteps walking away, Lin Yuhan sneered.

She is an extremely smart woman, how can she not see Kong Yanshu's thoughts.

It's just that, like all women, unless it's the man they care about, they will only feel disgusted with other men.

The next moment, she poured herself another glass and drank it slowly.

The night was silent. As usual, this night, Lin Yuhan was also drunk after all.