"Xue...is that you?" Xuanyuan Aotian said to the window.
Xuanyuan Aotian clenched his fists. No one knew that his mood was so complicated now. He hoped that the person behind the window was Ye Xue, but he did not dare to open the window and take a look - he was so scared.
Afraid that there will be no night snow outside the window...
Xuanyuan Aotian didn't know what fear was before. Even when he was a child, when his enemy Nangong Wuming was so powerful that he could send people to kill him at any time, he didn't understand the word 'fear'.
Now, Xuanyuan Aotian is afraid!
No matter life or death! I'm just afraid that when I open the window, I won't see the calm and confident figure from his midnight dream...
"It's me!" Ye Xue, who was outside the window, opened the window gently.
With a "squeak" sound, the light in the room poured out enthusiastically.
The faint light shone on Ye Xue's body, giving her a beautiful, blurry halo.
The autumn wind gently blew Ye Xue's long hair, and her black hair shone with a faint yellow light, floating in the air like an elf.
——This is a beautiful painting. In the painting with the dark night in the background, there is a person whose gender is so beautiful that her gender cannot be distinguished. Her snow-white fingers are placed on the black window, which is dark but glowing with yellow light.
Her long hair was flying in the air... Her delicate jade face was raised, and her beautiful cherry lips had a faint smile... In her eyes was a deep affection that could melt the ice and snow...
"Aotian, it's me!"
I have never been in love, so I don’t know the sweetness of love!
There is no separation, so I don’t know the pain of missing you!
I don’t care, so I don’t know the heartache of caring!
... Xuanyuan Aotian and Ye Xue had never been in love before! They didn't know the sweetness of love, the pain of separation, and the heartache of longing...
Now they understand all this. Although they are just one outside the window and the other inside the window, saying nothing, but...the love, liking, and missing that are as deep as bone marrow...they all feel it from each other's eyes.
arrive……
"Nangong Yexue!" Xuanyuan Aotian stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Ye Xue's face. With a smile on his face, he gently touched Ye Xue's face and said softly: "I love you.
!”
There is no doubt that Xuanyuan Aotian liked Ye Xue in the past, but how deep is this love? How strong is it?
What kind of status does that woman named 'Nangong Yexue', who is sometimes cold, sometimes passionate, sometimes indifferent, fickle and cunning, have to him? What kind of existence is she?... Is it possible?
None? Or irreplaceable?
During this separation, whenever Xuanyuan Aotian practiced martial arts and drank the spiritual spring left by Ye Xue; whenever he ate, even if there was no beef jerky given to him by Ye Xue on the table; whenever he heard Ye Xue's name,
When he looked up, he couldn't see Ye Xue's figure...
Every day, Xuanyuan Aotian has to ask himself: What is Nangong Yexue to you? What kind of existence is she in your heart? How deep is your love for her...
In the more than two months and more than sixty days since Ye Xue left the Qinglong Empire and returned, Xuanyuan Aotian asked himself this more than a hundred thousand times... He kept asking himself, kept asking, and kept asking, but there was no answer...
But now, at the moment when I saw Ye Xue, the result that I had been trying to figure out but couldn't find came out so naturally.
"Nangong Yexue, don't leave me... in the future!... I... can't live without you!"