A white light flashed in my mind, and I suddenly remembered something that had been in my heart for a long time. I reached out and poked Sima Yang's arm: "Hey, Sima Yang, I want to ask you something."
Sima Yang stopped smiling and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"
"Why did you drag me here that day?"
Sima Yang froze, and a suspicious blush appeared on his face. He turned away, pursed his lips, and stared at the bright moon in the sky. He opened and closed his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
The sound of wind and waves suddenly disappeared, and the world seemed to stand still at this moment.[
Sima Yang's fast heartbeat came out powerfully from his chest, "plop, plop..." one was louder than the other, and one was faster than the other.
The atmosphere fell into a suffocating silence...
Damn it! This brat pretends to be serious when asked key questions! No, if you continue to be boring, you will go crazy!
I laughed dryly and broke the silence: "You, if you don't say anything, there will be no chance in the future, because after we find the ancient mirror and go back, we will never see each other again!"
After saying that, he laughed twice to liven up the atmosphere...
Sima Yang was a little anxious, his moist lips were half-opened, and his orange pupils looked deeper due to anxiety, and he said with a twinkling light: "I"
I stared at him intently, my eyes full of expectation: "How are you?"