The mountain wind blew by his ears, Feng Xie's hands clenched the horizontal bars on the kite, and he looked sideways at Jian Yao: "Girl, you can still regret it now!"

Jian Yao looked at Feng Xie with warm eyes: "I don't regret it!"

"Okay, let's go!" Feng Xie smiled heartily and rushed forward with Jian Yao.

Run up, take off!

Jian Yao slowly opened his eyes and flew up!

For a moment, all the melancholy was reduced to a peaceful floating feeling, like a bird spreading its wings for the first time.

They fell from the top of the mountain, wandering thousands of feet in the air, and saw the setting sun burning wantonly in the distance.

What's next no longer matters.

Whether it is an abyss or a beautiful scenery, if you smile gently, I will jump with you...

There was a bonfire burning in the dense forest late at night, and Feng Xie was nestling in Jian Yao's arms, murmuring.

"Feng Xie, what do you want most?

"What do you want most? Haha... When I was a child, I wanted a mother the most, but later I found out that all the wishes I made were fake. In fact, I never asked for anything extravagantly, I just wanted to fight for something with my own strength!"

"What are those...?"

"It's...something that originally belonged to me..."

Feng Xie's eyes suddenly dimmed. Jian Yao held his head and gently stroked his hair. Suddenly he was surprised to see the strange color at the roots of his hair, so he asked:

"Feng Xie, your hair..."

Feng Xie raised his hand, pulled off one with all his strength, looked closely at the fire, and smiled slightly:

"I still can't hide it!" He said, looking at Jian Yao, winking and smiling: "Girl, have I told you that my hair is golden? There may be people in the five continents with different eye colors, but their hair

They are all black, except for me! Maybe I am really an unknown thing reincarnated by the devil!"

Jian Yao looked at his blue pupils, tears welling up uncontrollably. Feng Xie felt flustered and held her in his arms to coax her gently.

Jian Yao's eyes went blank, and he couldn't even hear Feng Xie's words clearly. The only thing in his mind was the portrait in Ni Yan's hand. The man in the painting had half a human face and half a ghost face, and the familiar half of his face

, the ice blue eyes are so cold that it makes people feel chilling, and the flamboyant blond hair is strange and dazzling. The bloodthirsty hatred is still in Yanyan's eyes: "He is mine, I want to take everything away from him."

return!"

"Feng Xie..."

Jian Yao pulled Feng Xie's face and kissed her. Feng Xie accepted it gently, kissed back, and murmured.

"Girl, I love you so much... it's burned into my heart... don't leave me..." Jian Yao's hand dropped. The night was so thick and dark, why did he let himself see his pained and frozen expression clearly? He was like this

His prayers were spat out bit by bit in the black air. The warm liquid dripped from Jian Yao's eyes and fell on Feng Xie's chest. The dull pain in his heart roared out, and his heart burst.

"Girl..." Feng Xie pressed on Jian Yao, calling her in a low voice, burying his head in her neck. His lips passed through Jian Yao's hair, light and gentle like scattered peach blossoms, which floated on his lips.

Time, gentle and moist, floating in the ears, a moment of trance, floating on the neck, soft and ecstatic, floating on the chest, as if alive or dead...

In the bumpy carriage, Jian Yao raised the curtains and looked out at the dark mountain road. Under the moon, clusters of dream flowers grew wildly on the tops of the mountains. They entangled themselves wildly, along the vines, and the dazzling red color soaked the entire valley.
Chapter completed!