Yang Hucheng and Beimu's 500,000 troops were held in pairs.
The starry sky is bright and clear, and the silver moonlight shines down, filled with a kind of dark beauty.
Sitting alone on a high hillside, Liu Yue looked at the crescent moon on the zenith, her eyes desolate.
A whole body of loneliness, a whole body of desolation.
Ouyang Yufei, who had always been inseparable from Liuyue, ran away to nowhere at this time.
The bright moonlight shines on the lonely Liuyue, showing a sad and graceful look.
He raised his head and the wine in his hand poured down into his thin mouth.
Today, Xuanyuan Che has been away from her for fifty days, exactly fifty days.
After taking a sip of wine, Liu Yue grabbed the wine jar with a sad look in her eyes.
Don't think, don't look, don't listen, concentrate on offense and defense, concentrate on attack.
However, I thought that I didn't think about it, didn't see it, didn't hear it, but actually I saw it, listened to it, thought about it, and thought about it in my heart.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, Liu Yue raised her head and took another sip.
It's been fifty days. Xuanyuan Che hasn't been by her side for fifty days.
See, it's so clear that you don't need to think about it at all.
She didn't need anyone to remind her, she knew it, she knew it so well that she couldn't be clearer.
The person who she thought would always be by her side is now invisible, intangible, and completely unfeelable.
Only when I dreamed back at midnight, I saw his smile, his anger, his joy, his hurt...
It hurts in the heart and penetrates the bone marrow.
Xuanyuan Che, why are you so willing to leave like this?
Why are you so willing to leave her alone?
Cruel, too cruel.
The separation between life and death is the most painful for those facing life.
All the sadness, all the love and hate remained in her heart.