Ye Fan, who has just returned to the hotel, does not know when he is in the bustle of martial arts circles.
At this time, it was evening, the sun was setting.
The afterglow of the sunset dyed the whole world red.
After a day of hustle and bustle, the winter capital finally ushered in a moment's pause.
On the way, people come and go home from work.
Women rush home to cook, men meet to find a restaurant to rub a meal.
After school children, while fighting, while running home.
The winter capital in the evening seems more lively.
Thousands of cars were stuck in the road, whistling and thinking.
The whole world is noisy, just like boiling water.
At this time, Ye Fan has returned to the hotel to stay.
He has his air ticket reserved and will return home tomorrow. But tonight, I'm going to spend the last night here.
On the table, there are still milk that Lianggong yingyue didn't drink when they left in the morning.
On the sofa, there was the girl's long skirt.
When ye fan sits down, he can even smell the body fragrance of Yueer.
Man is really a strange creature. Compared with when he came here, there is only one less person in the room, but ye fan doesn't know why, but he feels a lot empty.
Can't see the shy face again, can't hear that sound crisp if boneless "master".
That kind of feeling, as if, lost a very important person.
Think of here, Ye Fan also slightly lost shook his head.
In the future, he estimated that he would never meet a girl like a moon again.
So kind, so kind, so frank, so beautiful.
However, when ye fan lost his mind, the door was suddenly knocked open.
A waiter came in.
"Hello, sir."
"This is what someone asked me to give you. Please take it."
The waiter put it down and left.
Ye Fan opened the exquisite gift box and found that there was a piece of red rope in it.
"This... This is..."
"Yueer's?"
At the first sight of it, Ye Fan recognized it. This is the one on the wrist of Lianggong yingyue.
During these days, Ye Fan naturally knows what accessories there are on Lianggong yingyue.
In particular, Ye Fan has even asked her why other women wear gold and silver, and why she only carries a string of red rope.
Ye Fan remembers that at that time Liang Gong yingyue didn't answer. He just looked at Ye Fan and giggled.
Her pretty face was flushed with wine.
But I didn't expect, now I want to go, the moon even sent this string of red rope.
"I guess I want to leave a memorial for me."
Ye Fan chuckled and did not think much.
Then he began to pack up and was ready to leave early tomorrow morning.
As for the Liang Gong Ying Yue, Ye Fan is not indifferent to it. In fact, Ye Fan also sympathizes with her. This is Fanghua's age, but it will wither.
So kind and beautiful girl, life has just begun, but it is about to end.
But what about compassion?
Ye fan can't save her after all.
After all, the soul seal has been planted in the Lianggong yingyue body for ten years.
Under the influence of this imperceptible influence, I'm afraid that the soul of the moon reading God has long been rooted in the body of Lianggong yingyue.
Ye Fan is not an immortal. He can still try to cure the wound on his body, but even if ye has a heart, he is powerless.
What's more, under the sword god palace, yue'er also chose to stay.
She finally chose the road of no return. Ye Fan couldn't disobey her will.