Chapter 721

Su Xingyan looked at her quietly. The last time he saw her, the birthmark on her face was still there, which was far less exciting than the beauty now.

She used to like his time, like what happened in her last life.

For a long time, he felt a little unreal.

He should ask her whether she is good or not, or how about a poor monk, or at least instinctively say Amitabha, but he can't say a word. She is like a grain of cinnabar in his heart, which can't be erased, forgotten or loved.

Cold mirror slightly stunned to see him one eye, then turned a face to pass by from his side.

She didn't think that she could meet him in her life. For her, it's nothing to say whether she met him or not. Now that he's gone, all kinds of things in the past should disappear.

Cold mirror only when this is a coincidence, and she also really with him no good nostalgic feelings, so brush past.

Su Xingyan stood in the same place quietly. He could feel the cool fragrance of her body passing by in the night wind when she passed by him. He could feel that she really passed by.

Long after she passed, he was still standing on the bridge, motionless in the crowd.

It seems that he is the only one left in the world, oh, no, and she who is wrong with him.

This scene, he thought, would never be forgotten in his life.

Their fate in this life, their love and hate in this life are just like the scene of passing by.

It's like the beginning, it's like the end.

They suddenly meet, forget each other, stop for a while, and then miss a lifetime.

He didn't catch her when it was time to catch her hand. When he wanted to reach for her, she had already gone and left.

Some things, some people, some fate, some feelings, love or hate, are just like this miss, in the night wind, gone with the wind, disappeared.

He has been used to close the hands, on the heart, but has no pain.

It's not down. It's empty.

Love hate life and death, nothing.

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Han Jing walked back to Yu Wang's house slowly, and instead of disturbing the servants in the house, he went straight back to the courtyard where they lived.

There are lanterns in the yard and candles in the room.

Everything is still like the memory of the appearance, like a shred, has not changed.

She frowned and suddenly smelled a scent.

Very familiar, the taste buds can not help but be ready to move, she miss, also have been about to forget the fragrance.

Cold mirror standing quietly in the yard, there is no one in the yard, but the fragrance is really there.

She looked in the direction of the kitchenette.

There are candlelight and People.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't move a step as if she had been leaded.

Then she saw Su Yu holding a tray on her hand. On the tray was a slightly larger porcelain bowl. From that porcelain bowl, there was a salivating fragrance.

This scene is very familiar.

How many nights had she been greedy for his noodles, even in the middle of the night, pestering him to eat, he immediately went to make them for her.

She quietly waiting at the door, watching him come out of the kitchen, hand also called her drooling noodle soup.

All the way back from the palace, the food seemed to have been digested.

She's a little hungry.

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