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Chapter 339: Holding the Hand 8

Three days later, Mo Yang said goodbye to everyone again, saying that he was going out for a while.

On this day, it snowed again. The entire mountain forest was covered with snow, and the snow drifted thousands of miles away, creating an endless expanse.

On the endless road, there is still one person and one fox, leaving a string of cute fox footprints on the snow

Mo Yang noticed that someone was following him. When he looked back, he saw that it was still the same person, still wearing a snow-colored fox fur, coming step by step.

Mo Yang was confused for a moment and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Gu Yuexie still said the same thing: "I'm waiting for you."

Mo Yang didn't say anything, just stared at him for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but the snow stopped and the mountains and forests were endless.

"Don't wait any longer. I won't let you wait any longer. Are you willing to come with me?" Mo Yang said. She didn't know whether it was due to some mistake or impulsiveness. No matter what, let her have her way for once.

Guyue Xie didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He even doubted whether he heard correctly. He couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He longed to hold Mo Yang's hand and walk through the mountains and forests with her, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, until they reach the end of life.

At the end, he will feel that he is the happiest person in the world

When Mo Yang saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, she felt inexplicably nervous and asked again: "Are you willing to come with me?"

Gu Yuexie was ecstatic and hugged Mo Yang suddenly, "I do, I do..."

At this moment, it seems that the sky and the earth have become pale, the wind has stopped, and time has stopped.

The two walked hand in hand, leaving two pairs of clear footprints on the snow.

Qian Hu followed the two of them pitifully, with his head downcast and shivering from the cold. He was really a master who forgot his loyalty.

"Gu Yue, don't you ask me where I'm going?"

"I will go wherever you go."

...

A month later, the two came to Nanxiao Kingdom. Tonight, Mo Yang wanted to visit Sima Luoqing's mansion and retrieve something. Of course, Guyue Xie also followed.

On a dark, windy night, the two of them quietly sneaked into Prince Luo's Mansion and came to the study.

"Moyang, what are you trying to steal?"

"Didn't I ask you to wait outside?"

"You said you didn't want me to wait," Guyue said innocently.

"..." Mo Yang was so angry that his teeth started to itch.

"Moyang, what on earth are you trying to steal?"

"It's not stealing, it's taking back a rusty iron box"

Guyue opened a drawer diagonally and saw an old and strange box lying quietly, "Is it this?"

When Mo Yang saw it, he was pleasantly surprised and said, "That's it."

Mo Yang opened it and saw that her mother's diary, photos, and jade pendants were all there, and her dagger was also in the drawer.

Gu Yue glanced at two more scrolls. When she opened them, she saw a calligraphy and a strange painting, "You can't live without bamboo." That was Mo Yang's calligraphy, and the painting was signed "Early Summer in the Morning"

Mo Yang put away the box and dagger and "left"

Gu Yuexie had no intention of putting down the two scrolls and put them away carefully.

"Put it back," Mo Yang said coldly.

"Why? That's your thing" Guyue Xie didn't want to

"It's not mine, put it back" in an unquestionable tone

"..." Gu Yuexie had no choice but to put it back. He would steal it again another day.


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