Ye Moyan never imagined that he would be happy for a long time because of a woman's show of affection, but he would be disappointed because she didn't show up.
When had that woman's every move affected his emotions so much?
Ye Moyan pressed his eyebrows habitually.
He didn't know whether this change was good or bad.
Soon, he returned to his cold and solemn look. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly caught a familiar figure in his peripheral vision. His feet stopped and his body stiffened slightly.
With his current eyesight, he could clearly see things several kilometers away. Outside the tall wall, there was a slender figure wandering. She was pacing back and forth in the shadows, and he seemed to be able to sense her even though she was far away.
The other party hesitated at this moment.
The person who came was none other than Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei didn't plan to come, but she tossed and turned in bed for a long time and couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about Butler Gu's words in her mind. He had a recurrence of his old disease, a recurrence of his old disease... Although this possibility is very small, or maybe Guanzhixing just wants them.
Means of reconciliation...
But what if it's true?
In fact, how could she not see Guan Zhixing's thoughts?
First, he came back deliberately to get clothes. Could it be that the space spirit ring was just a decoration?
It's not like I'm going out for a month and a half, but it's only three days, so what clothes can I get?
And Butler Gu went all the way to talk to her that day... Butler Gu was not a talkative person on weekdays. If Ling Xuewei couldn't figure it out, then she was stupid.
It's just pretending to be deaf and mute and unwilling to expose it.
But the words of Butler Gu today still made her think about it for a long time.
I know it's unlikely, but I'm still afraid of it. It's one in ten thousand.
Thinking about Ling Xuewei, she went down the mountain. With Guanzhixing's acquiescence, when she came to her senses, she was already standing outside the temple door.
Ling Xuewei silently despised herself in her heart.
Ling Xuewei, Ling Xuewei, your brain is really kicked by a donkey! You can be fooled by both of these little tricks. It’s really the more you live, the more you go back!
In the past, Yue Feng and the others always said that Ye Moyan was calm, rational, and indestructible. But her appearance became Ye Moyan's uncool, irrational, and only weakness.
But why isn't she?
Every time she faced Ye Mo Yan, all her rationality disappeared and she would have flown to an unknown country in Java.
"Ah sneeze!"
Because she came out in a hurry, she only wore a single piece of clothing. Now that she had been outside for so long in the cold wind, she couldn't help but sneeze.
The result was good, as this sound immediately alerted the surrounding knights in shining armor.
"Who's there?"
Oops!
Seeing two groups of people surrounding him, she turned around and ran, then bumped into a hard chest.
"It hurts..."
Ling Xuewei covered her nose, then raised her head and met a pair of deep, dark eyes.
She didn't know whether it was because of the light or something else, but she always felt that Ye Moyan, who had his back to the moonlight, had an especially gentle look in his eyes at this moment.
Ye Moyan picked up Ling Xuewei, and with a flash of his body, the two of them disappeared.
When the knight in shining armor arrived, he only saw fallen leaves.
"Where are the people?"
"Did you hear wrongly?"
"Don't be careless, search the area carefully."
…
Ling Xuewei came to her senses and was already standing in the bright hall.
This should be the side hall. She had been here before, and that day she jumped on someone impulsively.
Ling Xuewei raised her eyelids and glanced at Ye Moyan quietly.
But I saw him walking towards the closet, waving his hand, and a ball of flame burst out. After a while, the room became warm.
Seeing him coming over, Ling Xuewei narrowed her eyes, her head darkened, and then Ye Moyan led her to the closet.
"Why don't you wear more clothes when you come out?"
"Oh, I...it's actually not that cold."
Ling Xuewei's voice was a little hoarse, which was particularly obvious in the silent palace.
After the words fell, he fell silent.
Neither of them spoke.
The atmosphere is a bit awkward.
This is the first time the two have met and spoken since the quarrel that day.
Even if Ling Xuewei didn't raise her head, she could still feel the sight coming from above her head, and she felt a little restless.
The atmosphere is really subtle, I wouldn't have come if I had known it.
but……
"Aren't you sick?"
"Why are you here?"
The two spoke at the same time, and then there was another silence.
Sick?
Ye Moyan finally knew why Guan Zhixing secretly acted like he had a guilty conscience.
He was thinking whether he should reward Kuan Zhi Xing with something after this incident. After all, he always made clear rewards and punishments.
Ling Xuewei looked at Ye Moyan's face. Except that it was a little too pale, it was no different from usual.
In fact, she should have discovered long ago that the recurrence of any old disease is a deception.
She knew this clearly, but she still foolishly ran over to him in the middle of the night, and almost shocked people. In the end, Ye Moyan showed up and escaped.
It was just a twitch in my head.
"You...just be fine. I can't sleep and just go out for a walk. It's already late. It's time to go back." Ling Xuewei stood up and left in a hurry, but suddenly her wrist tightened and she was pulled into a wide room.
chest.
"you……"
"Don't go."
Ling Xuewei was surprised.
He raised his head and met Ye Moyan's deep eyes, which were somewhat soft under the light and shadow.
So...it wasn't her illusion before?
Ling Xuewei sat on Ye Moyan's lap, Ye Moyan put his arm around her waist, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingers.
"Still angry?" Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei steadily.
Those eyes were a little too gentle. Those deep pupils reflected clearly. Ling Xuewei's shadow was like a lake, surrounding her, rising and falling.
Ling Xuewei seemed to be drunk in such eyes.
But he was angry, he was indeed angry, but I couldn't see him for a long time, and even heard that he had a relapse of his old illness. All the anger and annoyance were gone, leaving only anxiety and worry.
Is this the so-called care that leads to chaos?
"Worried about me? Huh?"
Ye Moyan's voice is low-alcohol and magnetic. At this moment, it is like fine wine, intoxicating.
The tip of her nose was filled with his unique and refreshing scent, enveloping Ling Xuewei airtightly.
Ling Xuewei felt a little dizzy.
Ye Moyan's fingertips traced across her cheek, came to her ear, gently pinched her earlobe, and then held her face.
Eyes facing each other.
Her eyes flashed slightly.
The air is a little thin.
The soft light and shadow cast a shallow halo around him, making his angular features appear a bit gentle and jade-like. The two of them were so close that she could almost see his fine hairs.
The skin without any blemishes is fair and smooth, like fine white jade.
The pale pink thin lips are slightly pursed, like a demon soul condensed from Shanlan's desire.
Destroy the Qingming of the spiritual platform and bring disaster to all living beings in the mortal world.
Inexplicably, this sentence flashed through my mind.
Ling Xuewei just looked at Ye Moyan in a daze and became stunned.
It wasn't until the familiar warmth felt between her brows that she finally came back to her senses.
Ye Moyan's thin lips slid down little by little along her eyebrows and came to her eyelids.
Kissing each other gently, a faint breath of ice and snow came. (To be continued)