Yanhu, who was driving, looked up and saw Liuyue standing high on the hillside, looking down at them.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, the entire marching team immediately stopped.
The wind in the grassland blew Liuyue's black hair, with an absolute sharpness and a dreamy beauty.
Jumping off the carriage in one step, Yan Hu turned around and lifted the curtain of the carriage behind him.
Liuyue looked at this behavior.
For a moment, my nervous heart almost jumped out of my chest. There was, there was...
The light-colored car curtain slowly opened, revealing two people inside.
Liu Yue's eyes, which had been staring closely at the car curtain, could no longer move or move.
Inside, there was a man half leaning in the carriage.
The jet-black hair, the facial features as sharp as a knife or an axe, the jet-black eyes with a hint of dark red, the enchanting aura mixed with iron and blood...
Everything is so familiar.
It is engraved in the heart and integrated into the bone marrow.
It is because I think that I will never see you in this life, never meet again, never meet again.
Only when we dream back at midnight can we hug each other and touch people.
Xuanyuan Che, her Xuanyuan Che.
Her Xuanyuan Che is not dead, he is still there, still...
A huge surprise filled her heart. Liu Yue did nothing for a moment. She had no time to do anything. She was completely frozen in place, just standing there.
The breeze blew through her hair, making it messy and wild.
Standing quietly, time seems to have stopped at this moment.
Both sides stopped moving. They just faced each other. They just looked at each other from a distance.
Half leaning on the carriage, Xuanyuan Che raised his head and looked at Liuyue standing high on the high slope.