Xuan Yunzhi listened and said nothing.
Obviously she believed what Si Yunxie said.
Holding the hairpin in her right hand, her slender fingers rubbed the pattern on it, and she looked down, wondering what else to think.
At night, a faint moonlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains, taking a clear picture of the two people on the bed.
Xuan Yunzhi curled up in one place, sleeping well.
On her side, a handsome man put his arm around her, closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep, but his brows were lightly frowned, bringing out a touch of dignity and a trace of restlessness.
Suddenly, the man opened his eyes suddenly.
The long and narrow eyes quickly passed the coquettish light, following the darkness of the eyes, they seemed to sink into darkness.
Look closely to see a gloomy and dangerous breath brewing from it.
Si Yunxie tilted his head and saw what was rapidly changing in Xuan Yunzhi's eyes when he was asleep, but in the end, the ever-changing depth of his eyes finally disappeared, and a smile appeared on his thin lips. The dangerous breath was suppressed. Then she raised her hand to the woman who was shrinking aside, put her arms in her arms, and went to sleep again with her eyes closed.
Just now, Si Yunxie had a dream.
No, it should be said, the dream that has been repeated endlessly, now finally has an end.
How long has it been?
Even he himself forgot.
It seems that since the memory, that picture, that dream has been constantly appearing in his mind, and it has never been interrupted.
In the dream, there was a woman wearing a white dress standing in a room made up of mirrors, holding a dark phoenix blood hairpin in one hand and watching it carefully, her eyes sparkling as if she was very happy.
Opposite the woman, there was a man who looked exactly like him, staring at the woman from beginning to end, with smiles and pets in his eyes that he had never seen before.
The picture turned, in a park, the woman in a white dress fell into his arms, blood flowed from her chest, and large swaths of blood flowed all over the place. The phoenix weeping hairpin fell out of a box and landed on the ground.
He trembled, holding the woman in his arms.
Reason told him that she was dead.
But the body was faster than reason, and blocked her second shot.
He saw Tang Yi running nervously from a distance.
It was a dream, and every time he woke up at midnight, he knew it was just a dream.
But that dream was so real, so real that he seemed to empathize with him, and his heartache was terrible.
Every time, he tried his best to see the woman's appearance, but he always looked dimly. He could only see the smiling eyes and the weeping blood falling from her hands. hairpin.
This dream almost drove him crazy, for more than ten years, he would never see the repetition of the ending.
It was as if it had been branded on his heart, when he was about to forget, he took it out to make his heart hurt again and again, and torment it repeatedly.
When Xuan Yunzhi suddenly broke into his sight that day, he was in a trance for a moment when he held the **** hairpin of the dark phoenix.
It seems that after searching for so long, I finally found it.
On the night when she met her, Si Yunxie had a dream again, not repeating the previous dream, but...the story finally had a follow-up.
Si Yunxie in the dream was rescued for three days and finally rescued, but the bullet was too dangerous. It was two centimeters away from the heart, and no doctors dared to take it easily.