Yan Xitong was also shocked by the eyes of these two people.
"Fourth brother, do you know Liu Chi?"
Yan Xiaoqing was speechless, and Liu Chi also remained silent.
Sometimes not speaking means acquiescence.
Qi Xuan laughed: "Emotions are like a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. We are all one family."
Yan Xitong snorted disdainfully: "Who is your family?"
I felt a little unhappy. What's the matter? I thought it was lowering his noble status when I told him that he was with his family?
"We are all from the Wu tribe, why are we not one family?" I couldn't stand Yan Xitong's condescending face.
Yan Xitong's eyes narrowed and he subconsciously looked at Yan Xiaoqing.
Anyway, everyone here knows it, and there is nothing to hide. This long night is long, and I don’t know when it will end. If I remember correctly, there are two exits to the outside world, one is above and the other is that way.
river.
But the entrance above is covered by heavy snow, and it is unrealistic to dig it out. Only when the waterfall melts and the water flows out can we have a chance to float out on a bamboo raft.
During this period of time, everyone has nothing to do and staring at each other is quite boring. It would be better to sit down and have a chat, which is more practical.
"Anyway, I am idle. Tell me, I really want to know what I was like in the past." I saw that no one had the intention to start, so I had to plead first.
In fact, I really want to know what Ao Xiaoying was like in the Wu clan. Although they all say that I am Ao Xiaoying, I really have no influence on my former self, except for the black soul last time.
I saw a phantom.
Liu Chi smiled gently at me: "Why do you want to know?"
Everyone has an unknown past, but my past has been wiped out and turned into a blank piece of paper. How unfair this is to me. Moreover, I not only want to know myself, but also want to know more about myself.
I know what kind of past the two of them have.
"I want to know what happened in the lost memory. I want to know whether the things I saw in the dream were really dreams or reality."
"What were you dreaming about?" Yan Xiaoqing finally spoke.
Looking into those ice-blue eyes, my mind immediately recalled a forest of pear blossoms full of colorful fallen flowers. A tall and elegant man led me through the forest, dragging pear blossoms all over the ground behind him, like snow.
"I dreamed of pear blossoms... dreamed of fireflies..."
I could feel the breathing of these two people becoming rapid, especially Liu Chi's indifferent eyes, which instantly filled with two clusters of water.
"You still remember." Yan Xiaoqing smiled to herself, and added with relief and sadness: "But I no longer dare to remember it."
The firelight reflected everyone's faces. Liu Chi looked at the jumping flames and said leisurely: "Now that it's over, why should we mention it?"
"It's over now, doesn't it matter anymore?" I asked back.
Seeing my reluctance, Liu Chi chose to take a step back: "What exactly do you want to know?"
Liuchi was the person I had committed to for the rest of my life, but things turned out to be contrary to my expectations, and fate played a trick on me. In the end, the person I married was actually Xia Yan.
If Liu Chi is asked to reveal this part of his past, would it be too unfair to him? If Xia Yan becomes murderous towards Liu Chi again, the gain will outweigh the loss.
I thought for a while, and suddenly an idea flashed: "Why don't you tell me how you and Yan Xiaoqing met before!"
