Chapter 777

There were bursts of cold body feeling from her shoulders and arms. At the beginning of summer, she felt that she was pulling with the moon wind. I don't know when her shoulders were leaning against her shoulders.

In such a warm spring, the coldness of his shoulder faintly passed through her sleeve and onto her skin.

And the body cold penetrated into her blood and rushed to her heart, reminding the people around her that life was not long, so she couldn't and couldn't bear to move aside.

But Yuefeng Wan blurted out such straightforward words just now, which also made early summer turn his face to the other side.

Dian Dian crawled outside the cave without playing or leaving, as if guarding the two of them.

The whole world is extremely calm. There is no trace of the past and future. There is only a small place in the depths of the countryside and dense forests. It is beautiful in color and has no past.

They sat shoulder to shoulder in the cave. She looked out of the cave and he looked at her.

The leaves on his head were blown by the wind. At the beginning of summer, he couldn't bear his last life. There was only a blank space for the two to sit down. Finally, he opened his mouth in a low voice: "according to our few time together, even if the Regent is kind, he won't save each other with his life."

"Since a person has a preference, he is willing to be generous for the rest of his life."

Yuefeng wan you still remembers the day when she first saw her. Tianlu was in the capital and the lights were dim.

She stretched out her hand to block each other, and suddenly raised her head. At that moment, thousands of lights condensed in her eyes, just like a galaxy of stars, emitting all kinds of brilliance.

Although his face in early summer turned, his eyes were always fixed on her side face and looked at her beautiful curve outline, which was as beautiful and elegant as ink lines.

He once looked at her and Xiao mubai together, and couldn't help being jealous. All the bad water in his heart was thinking about how to find a way to separate her from Xiao mubai.

But all the intrigues and tricks were defeated in front of sincerity.

As soon as she showed her eyebrows, she occupied half of his heart. What about him? He calculated her.

The slanting sunlight gathered and scattered on them, scattered and disordered.

At the beginning of summer, I couldn't help but turn to the moon and look at the wind, watching those scattered halos fluttering and jumping on him.

He was pale and weak even in the light of the fire, but she couldn't give the answer he wanted, and her eyes were filled with a mist of guilt.

Yuefeng Wan seemed to be burned by the color of guilt that was about to overflow from her eyes. She only felt that the ripples in her heart subsided in an instant, leaving only bursts of suffocation pain.

He slowly turned around, carried his back, raised his hand to cover the pain in his heart at the beginning of summer, and pressed hard to alleviate it. A moment later, he joked in an almost relaxed tone: "I didn't intend to say it, and now... You don't have to be responsible."

Even if he knew that she was full of Xiao mubai, he would occupy a place in his way.

He has his own aura, which will not be humbly removed because of her, but make him dim beside her.

He is willing to use this last moment to burn into a burning sun and an unforgettable light that will remain in her heart forever.

At the beginning of summer, seeing his brilliant back illuminated by the fire, he couldn't help feeling a trace of sadness in his heart. He said in such a relaxed tone that he didn't have to be responsible for himself.

Indeed, he did not put her in a dilemma.

Because she doesn't have to choose at all.

At the beginning of summer, the voice choked: "don't laugh, I want to cry."

The moon wind's thick and long eyelashes covered his dark blue eyes gradually, but he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his lips. It was light and distant, but it indulged the traces of doting.

"From now on, we have to die and never leave again. Ah Chu, I'm laughing happily. Don't cry and don't be afraid. After I die, you just need to summon Feilian to come over and say goodbye to Meng an." The fingertips of the moon wind stretched out to her eyelids, but they retracted.

He was afraid of the cool fingertips and the ice hit her warm cheeks.

The narrow cave was filled with thick sadness for a moment. The moon wind coughed gently: "I always felt strange before."

In early summer, knowing that he deliberately turned aside the topic and wanted to resolve his sudden sadness, he had to follow his meaning and asked, "what's strange?"

The moon wind pulls a smile, and the arc of the corners of his lips is gentle: "it's strange that you will inadvertently show a stubborn look that is incompatible with this turbid world."

He leaned slightly towards her and looked at her from top to bottom: "there are old adults who are not consistent with their age."

Yuefengwan was really curious about how her character made it. According to what lanyuying said to him, childhood in early summer should be carefree and simple.

But she has never been involved in the world. Why can she be so comfortable between the two countries just down the mountain and live so thoroughly with her identity interspersed.

"The moon and the wind pull, I'm the one who died once." Early summer looked at his magnificent blue pupil and told her the secret she had never told anyone.

Even Xiao mubai didn't say it, because it's too absurd,

But facing the moon wind with only half an hour of life, she seemed to blurt it out without hesitation.

Yuefeng was stunned, and then said with a relieved smile, "yes, ziluo is bold and reckless in private. Don't blame her. It's a death."

"No! I really died once." At the beginning of summer, the secret pressed in the bottom of my heart finally spoke out recklessly.

She seems to be just telling a story to yuefengwan, a previous life like a nightmare.

In that dream, the Zhao family army was annihilated, the Marquis was imprisoned, and Xiao Zimu's thousands of arrows pierced her heart, while she held a man who had really loved her for many years, broke her hand and foot meridians, and finally pierced her heart with a sword.

In that dream, there was no Xiao mubai, no moon wind pull, no redemption, no liberation, only endless hatred and strong reluctance.

She was slightly excited when she told the whole story, but yuefengwan just listened to her pour out all her dissatisfaction quietly at the last moment of her life, and listened to her tell a secret that can't be told to others.

Even if the secret is true or false, he can't know it.

As soon as I vomited in early summer, I didn't find that the moon wind was turning paler and paler.

The suffocation pain in his chest kept invading, his breathing became weaker, and he even felt unable to support himself.

But the look on his face changed with the narration in early summer. It seemed that he was more distressed about her in the story than the original suffocation pain in his chest.

"If you don't believe it, I'll tell you the story of a woman's revenge after her rebirth."

At the beginning of summer, there was a cold place on her shoulder. The moon wind pulled her head against her shoulder. He doesn't care whether what she said is true or false. He only cares that she didn't meet him in her last life.

The sun sets in the West and the mountain rises in the East. He loves her with a beginning but no end.