But he just pulled up the quilt and covered her, kissed her forehead: "Go to sleep."

Bai Yunshang's heart felt warmer than it had ever felt before.

She had just experienced such a violent storm, how warm the tranquility was to her now? No one could understand it.

It's so warm that tears are about to flow...

She bit her lip, and when Mo Liuyuan stood up, she grabbed his wrist: "You won't sleep?" [

"I'm going back to the room," he said solemnly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to help 'disturbing' you if I sleep next to you."

Bai Yunshang hoped to say desperately: It doesn't matter, just bother me.

She knew that this was what Mo Liuyuan wanted to hear most. He was actually waiting...

She slowly loosened her hand: "It's too late, I'm so sleepy, go to bed early."

She and Mo Liuyuan still have a lot of time, but now they can't...

Even if Mo Liuyuan didn't mind, she couldn't get involved with Mo Liuyuan again when she had just been touched by Sikong Zeye

That night Bai Yunshang had another dream about the night of heavy rain, just like she had dreamed about it repeatedly and non-stop in the past six years.

In fact, this may not be a dream, but a memory that has been lingering in her mind and she doesn't want to forget it.

No matter how painful it was, she couldn't bear to forget the painful feeling and kept thinking about it.

Because the greater the pain, the happier she had been.

But in her dream that night, she no longer felt any pain.

When Sikong Zeye turned around and left and said "Yunshang, I won't wait for you anymore", Bai Yunshang calmly looked at his leaving figure, every step he took...

I feel like he really left this time, maybe I won’t dream about him again, right?

I woke up at dawn, my eyes were dry, and for the first time I didn't wake up crying.

Bai Yunshang's mind is still empty. Has she really forgotten? It should be possible. Everything is a new beginning.

The sound of Mo Fufu crying could be heard outside the corridor, followed closely by the sound of Mo Andreu crying, and the sounds of servants coaxing them...

She opened the window and saw Mo Zhuojue standing in the front yard learning archery. He used flowers as bull's-eyes and ravaged those precious plants wantonly. The servant persuaded him, so he unhappily pointed the bow and arrow at the servant's forehead...

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Chapter completed!