The purple-red boots are embroidered with a circle of gold. No wonder Huaiyi said that he has a heroic appearance. This is obviously the evil dress of the previous life! So neat and free, of course, there is also a strong sense of loneliness.
Yueyao nodded, "Huai Yi, take me out for a walk."
Huai also opened the door, and it was already evening. The crescent moon had just risen, and the sun on the other side of the sky had not completely set. The clouds in the sky seemed to have been tempered, and the whole sky was fiery red.
Yue Yao walked aimlessly in front, Huai Yi followed behind and introduced endlessly. Yue Yao probably listened for about seven or eight minutes. The place where she lived was called Furong Pavilion, and the place where the Demon King lived was called Luo Feng Palace.
The garden we were walking through was called Dream Butterfly Garden, and the pavilion in the distance was called Mengxi Pavilion. Yueyao looked up and said, let's go to Mengxi Pavilion.
After Huai Yi heard this, he followed Yue Yao's footsteps closely.
Yue Yao's mind was full of things, and her expression turned ferocious without realizing it. The wind was blowing under her feet as she walked faster and faster, which made Huai Yi beside her almost exhausted.
After a while, Yueyao climbed up to the Mengxi Pavilion, which was high up, without changing her expression or heartbeat. Huaiyi was already crying from exhaustion behind her.
Yue Yao looked at the sunset that was about to disappear into the horizon, feeling infinitely sad in her heart. Yesterday at this time, she was still nestled in Feng Muran's arms, but today she has become the successor of the demon world and the young master of the demon world.
Yueyao held on to her only memory of the three happy years. She felt as if all the past were brilliant, but she could no longer touch those people.
In her last life, she had no doubts about separation in this world, so Yue Yao in this life was so dependent on others. But the more she cherished the loss, the more painful she felt. Yue Yao thought that this kind of relationship could last a lifetime, like Feng Mu.
Ran's furious face, brother Wen Chu's quiet and gentle smile, Yin Feng's indifferent gaze, and Emperor Xiutian's evil smile of evil beings, had all turned into ashes before they could see the passage of time.
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In the previous life, Sha Tian always liked to smoke a cigarette when he was lonely, so that his floating soul could take a good look at his indifferent self. But in this era, where is the smoke? The depression in his heart can no longer be vented, and the sky is gradually getting dark.
It gets darker. Could it be that in the past life and this life, she can't end her loneliness? All possessions are like a dream, coming and going. Yue Yao's mouth pulled a wry smile, she obviously loved Feng Muran, but she still couldn't.
Because the so-called self-esteem puts a cold coat on oneself.
The sun in the sky had already set, and stars piled up in the sky. Yueyao suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe. It was such an empty night, and it was such a long night. How could a person be alone in such an unfamiliar place?
No matter how many stars there are, she still loves the sun.
Suddenly Yueyao understood that although the summer wind made people feel comfortable, the winter wind could not make her accept it. The sun was the foundation of all things, and all life relied on the sun, including herself. And her own sun was that
The person who I always hate in my heart but is happy because of him - Feng Muran.
"If you can let me love you so coldly; if you can let me look at you from a distance like this... then let me love you like this. Maybe I can only look at you from a distance if I survive.
Be happy." Yue Yao murmured to herself as she looked at the horizon as the sun set.