In this lonely night, Su Wan looked up at the bright stars in the night sky. People say that every star in the sky represents a person on the earth. So in this long sea of ​​stars, which star represents herself? Is her soul already gone?

If you disappear in that world, will your current location leave traces here?

Thinking about everything in the past, it was so far away. If it weren't for the meteors flying from the sky, how could I have appeared in this strange place? Even though the clothes and food were rich and beautiful, they were just the same thing; even though the beautiful men around me were accompanying me, they were just making wedding clothes for others.

At this moment, the melodious sound of the flute rang in my ears. Sometimes the sound of the flute was quiet and melodious, like a girl whispering; sometimes it was melodious and clear, touching the saddest nerve in people's hearts until it ached.

The night has completely darkened, and a bright moon has cast a silvery shadow on the Yanbo Lake, illuminating the rippling water of the calm lake in front of us, reflecting the twinkling moonlight.

Who was playing the flute on a moonlit night? The faint sound of the flute made people feel extremely heavy, but it had a shock that transcended the human mind. Inexplicably, her heart was shaken, and it seemed to arouse her inexplicable sadness, as if she was possessed.

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Unknowingly, she had reached the vicinity of the "Green Bamboo Pavilion". In the hut deep in the bamboo forest, there was no light even though it was late at night. Was he already asleep? There was no way to go ahead, which was covered with greenery.

Grass, blocking the way

So what if he didn't block it? Do you have anything to do with him?

At this time, Ying'er had already gone back. She thought she couldn't find her and was afraid of being discovered by others, so she had no choice but to go back by herself.

She turned around and walked towards her "Tingtao Xiaozhu". There was actually a vague connection between the two places, "Green Bamboo Pavilion" and "Tingtao Xiaozhu".

What's on your mind?

She sighed quietly, but no matter how nice this place was, it didn't belong to her. She walked around Luo Mansion. The high walls and deep houses here, and the nearly two-meter wall separated it from the outside world as far away as heaven and earth.

At this moment, she really envied herself for a moment, how wonderful it would be if she were a bird, so that she could fly out of this cage.

Just as she was lost in thought, there was a sudden sound of wind in her ears, and a figure like a big bird descended from the sky. The sound of the flute in her ears stopped suddenly.

Caught off guard, she took a step back, a look of panic appeared on her face, and she was about to scream.

"It's me!" A tall figure pulled her into his arms, and a nice male smell rushed into her nose. That smell was a safe smell, a familiar smell that was still in her mind.

I didn't have time to react, but I saw it before my eyes. It was the figure that had haunted me so many times.

It's him - Luo Jia!

He's always there!

"I heard you sighing!" The voice was so low and so magnetic that it dazzled her for a moment. The man in her dream was actually so close to her. Her heartbeat was beating and she had difficulty breathing.

She looked up at his face and was confused. Wasn't this the man who kept saying he wanted to be a Taoist priest? Was he the extremely handsome man that she, Li Daitao, was going to marry?

"Aren't you happy?" A ray of moonlight shone on his side as white as a statue, his eyes were so clear, as bright as shining diamonds, which made Su Wan's heart pound.

The voice was so low and magnetic. At that moment, Su Wan felt regretful. Should she miss such a marriage? Should she give up love for freedom, or imprison herself for love?

She shook her head and waved away the thoughts in her mind, but this made him feel inexplicable sadness. Wasn't she happy? Even though the moonlight night was so dark, he could still see the unhappiness in her eyes!

It's not that he didn't know the implication that he came back to celebrate his grandmother's birthday, but he just pretended not to know that there was a vague thought in his heart, and even doubted whether his original belief was strong enough and whether it could be worth the smile of the woman in front of him.

He couldn't even imagine that if this separation happened, when would the next reunion be? He even had the urge to wait for his grandmother's birthday party to end and then leave silently. Was it to avoid the woman in front of him?

For a moment, he was confused

She was also confused

Unknowingly, the distance between the two was slowly closing, and he and she were lost in each other's eyes.

Was it some mistake? His lips lightly touched the small ones on her lips, with a delicious taste like mellow wine. It was so soft and fragrant. Did he eat honey? Did he drink fine wine? How could it be so exciting?

How can people be so intoxicated and crazy, so sweet and memorable?

His kiss was so gentle and cautious, but the shock it brought to Su Wan was earth-shaking. She had always guarded her love cautiously, always thinking that it was just her wishful thinking, so he was to her.

Emotional?

That feeling accompanied her heart, like flying to the clouds, everything was so beautiful!

After a while, they slowly separated. Su Wan's face turned red. Taking advantage of the night, it was not so clear, but he knew and she also knew that the flame of love was burning in their hearts.

It's burning

That taste is so ecstatic, no wonder so many people have praised the sweetness of love throughout the ages.

If people can really be reincarnated. If there is reincarnation in the world, then my love, what were we in our previous lives? If you were once a woman picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, I would be the one you missed under your beautiful wrist. If you were once a urchin who skipped school, I would be the one who picked up lotus from you.

The brand-new marble that fell from the bag watched you go away without knowing it in the grass by the road. If you had been the eminent monk facing the wall, I must have been the burning incense stick in front of the temple, accompanying you for a period of silence.

When time meets each other in this life, I always feel that there are some unfinished connections, but it is so vague that I cannot distinguish them carefully and tell you one by one...

Is it because you and him are destined to be together, right? Really?

He is lost...
Chapter completed!