Qiongying looked outside the hall. The shadow of the tree was stretched very long and the sky was dark, so she got up and went back to the bedroom.
Caiyi hurriedly followed. Before she could walk a few steps, Qiongying waved her hand and signaled her to retreat and not to follow.
At the sun set, she walked to the west alone, and the sunset came towards her, and the shadow behind her was very long.
Not long after Qiongying left, she met Qingjun unexpectedly. The news that she left the bedroom was spread quite quickly.
Facing the light golden sunset, my narrow eyes showed a warm smile as warm as this spring day, and my red clothes were also particularly gorgeous and warm.
"Are you free?" Qingjun walked over and his beautiful clothes drew beautiful arcs, as if even the sunset was particularly gentle.
"Well, what's wrong?" Qiongying asked as usual, as if he was concerned, but also as if he was unintentional.
"It's better to go to the garden." Qingjun looked at her, with some expectation in her eyes. He hadn't seen her for seven days, and he was a little uneasy.
"It's getting late, let's go somewhere else." Qiongying looked at the sunset that was about to completely decline in the west.
In the mountains, only a little red light was jumping, and the dusk mist gradually came.
"Okay, don't forget another day." Qingjun smiled lightly, his back on the sunset, his expression a little dim.
"Well, I remember." After speaking, she left alone again.
Qingjun did not move his footsteps, and the smile just now disappeared. Listening to the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther behind him, in the end, only a blank space was left.
The red dress seemed to melt into the slightly red sunset in the mountains. Finally, it was swallowed by the night and submerged by the night.
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It was dark and there was no one in the bedroom, and there was no light on it.
Ye Chen woke up and suddenly, the blank in his mind was filled with an instant, and in January when he had forgotten everything, it seemed like a dream.
She always knew that he didn't remember it, but she didn't tell him, and took advantage of it to tease him, and even let him not use it in the future.
Suddenly, looking at the hazy gauze tent and the familiar arrangement, he was so shocked that he immediately sat up and looked around in shock for a week.
This is her dormitory.
He was on her bed.
In an instant, he became messy in the wind, and even suspected that it was another dream. No matter whether it was a dream or not, he should not exceed the rules.
So he got out of bed immediately, and there was his clothes next to him. He put them on with guilt, and then ran away in panic.
But after walking two steps, he felt a little weak, unable to feel any illusion, or even empty.
His face became paler and he felt a huge panic. His illusion was lost, his meridians were broken, and he might never be able to practice again, or even become a useless person.
Night falls.
The curtain rose slightly, and a slight sound of footsteps came. When I stepped into the hall gate, I paused and then went straight to the dormitory.
Ye Chen froze. He wanted to escape, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could not move at all.
He recognized the rhythm of the footsteps, and was extremely familiar.
The gauze curtain rose without wind, and her figure reflected in the night, so ethereal and mysterious, getting closer and closer to him.
"Don't remember me again?" Qiongying finally walked up to him. There was something called joy in her deep phoenix eyes, which was very weak, but enough to soften her expression.
"Master." Ye Chen looked at her, unable to calm down, and he spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse and slightly trembling.
"Why are you getting up? Are you hungry?" Qiongying asked softly, glanced at the bed, the quilt was folded very neatly without any wrinkles. Who asked him to do these things?
Ye Chen hesitated for a while, then shook his head gently. He didn't know how to answer, how could he be in her bed? As for whether he was hungry or not, he didn't feel it.