Youmeng was a little dazed, why didn’t he see him overnight? He seemed to have changed his personality again?

"I won't force you to do what you don't want to do anymore." He still compromised, but still couldn't bear to leave her. "Youmeng, come back, don't let me lose you, it's even more uncomfortable than death."

Come back and go back to him.

Her eyes suddenly became hot, and tears that were about to move slid down her cheeks.

She was not ready to see him, which made her feel at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it.

She leaned on his shoulder and brewed for a while, caressed her tears, letting go of him and whispered: "The sky is clear, I want to go out for a walk, I will say something when I have something to say."

I've just come back and go out again?

Su Zhi keenly realized that she had some special thoughts, so he wanted to hold her hand: "I'll go with you."

As soon as the fingertips touched, she moved away unnaturally, pretending to stroke a strand of hair behind her ears, and then put her hair together, looking careless: "No need."

Her voice was filled with distant thousands of miles apart.

Su Zhi was slightly stunned and felt very uncomfortable. She didn't say anything else, turned around and bypassed him, gently scraping the corner of her sleeve to his fingertips, and his fingers were frozen for a moment, and the chill immediately spread into her heart, causing a faint pain.

The moment her figure swept through his pupils, his eyes dimmed in despair.

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Youmeng returned to the water pavilion alone, walked slowly to the lotus pond, among the thousands of red lotus trees, a white lantern blown by the wind floated on the water surface. She squatted down and picked it up, holding it in her palm to admire it lonely.

She couldn't help but think of the scene last night, and her face was burning hot. She put the lantern in a corner of the water pavilion, walked inside, and held the veil in her hand and walked into the flower hall, where simple furniture was placed.

She was attracted by the items at the corner of the table. When she walked closer, she found that it was the black half-section mask with a page of letters underneath.

She held the mask in one hand and spread the letter, remembering that she accidentally entered the Jilei and spent the night with someone by the lake. The handwriting on the letter was as elegant as the one on the tung leaves at that time:

"You said that once I touch you, I will either kill you or never see you."

Youmeng sighed sadly. She did say such things, but she was no longer sure if she would insist on this after what happened last night.

"Last night, I chose you between reason and you, and I have been a couple with you this night, and I have no regrets in my life."

Youmeng silently recited this letter, but he didn't know that after he wrote all these words, he picked up the mask on his eyes with his own hands, as if he had left the last memorial for her and placed it on the letter paper, completing his most difficult mission in history, but he felt relieved.

"Since you can't tolerate me in your heart and are unwilling to be possessed by me, then I keep my promise and leave you and never meet again."

Seeing this sentence, Youmeng's heart wrinkled into a ball, and his hand trembled unconsciously.

"You think I'm a nightmare. Don't worry, the nightmare will not invade my lover - Yuan in the future."

My heart hurt uncontrollably...

The pain is so clear and thorough.

My lover...he called her with such a name, which made her both relieved and sad.

She held the letter and slowly raised her head outside the pavilion. The clouds and clouds were scattered after the rain stopped. Everything looked so new and dust-free and full of hope. But the enchanting red lotus reflected in her eyes, like dripping blood in her heart, sad and strong, smudged and hurt her eyes.

Su Zhi followed her quietly to the water pavilion, and she would still return here after all. In fact, he knew it long ago.

He stood on the bank of the lotus pond not far away and looked at her. He saw her walking alone to the water platform, leaning over and taking off her silk shoes and putting them aside. Then he sat on the water platform, his feet fell down, immersed in the clear water of the pond, and leaning comfortably and lazily on the corridor column beside him.

The refreshing coolness spreads through her feet. I hope that the water of the mountain spring can wash away all confusion and cool down her restless mood. She can see clearly what her heart wants.

Seeing her look of loss, Su Zhitu felt mixed emotions in his heart. Yuan would not see her again. Isn’t this exactly what she wants? Shouldn’t she laugh easily when she saw Xin?

However, she lowered her eyes as quiet as autumn water, and her melancholy eyes fell on the letter paper in her hand. She looked at it dullly for a while, and suddenly, unexpectedly, she grabbed the corners gently and slowly, tearing the letter into pieces bit by bit.

Su Zhi stared at her eyes and couldn't see through. What she tore was the unbearable memory that made her last night, or the promise that she would never meet again in the letter?

When she finished tearing her, she raised her hand toward the pool water, letting her fingertips loosen, allowing the breeze to blew away the debris, just like the sorrow that strolled her. She watched them disappear with her own eyes, then put down her hand, and looked into the distance emptyly. Her face was a cold expression of seeing through the world and not asking about the world.

Su Zhi had already walked into the water pavilion and came behind her. Her light had already noticed him, but she was still in a daze and said nothing.

He stepped forward and took two more steps, calmed down beside her, sat with her, watching the red lotus as if it were fire, and the rain passed by the sky was clear.

"Youmeng, don't be afraid of the past or the future, because you have me." He said calmly, his eyes looking straight at the scenery were firm, "I will be by your side."

I've been there.

He secretly added a sentence in his heart, in the name of Ye Yuan.

Youmeng seemed to be touched, slowly turned her face, looking at him quietly, and he turned back, but he lowered his head and held the closest hand on her knee tightly, warming her empty heart after being injured, and preventing it from getting cold.

She put down her mind and leaned her head against his shoulder. Her wet pupils reflected a clear red lotus. A water bird flew into her vision, stopped on the branch of a red lotus, and then spread her wings and soared in the vast sky.

She asked in her heart: When will I be able to control my own destiny? Not subject to any personnel constraints?

He seemed to sense her heart, and he closed his arms and tightened his shoulders.

A gust of wind blew across the water, with ripples and rippling waves reflected in her sad eyes, adding a touch of...

An indescribable miss.

【Chapter 8 · End】
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