His fingertips slightly touched the cold window sill, as if he could outline her outline. He was silent for a long time, and decided in his heart: "Tomorrow... take her back."

Ying Ming was silent for a moment: "Yes."

He didn't know what happened between Meng Tang'an and Xie Xun, and how they got to this point.

He only knows that she is his junior sister.

"...What about you?" By some strange coincidence, he asked this question.

When the door was opened, Meng Tangan was leaning against the wall in boredom, his eyebrows were cold and celestial, and he had a fairy spirit, and he also had a cold-blooded feeling that he didn't care about anything, and he was a bit cruel and childish.

When she saw them, her beautiful red lips curled up.

"Senior brother." Then his eyes fell on Xie Xun, and he didn't know how to say hello, so he blurted out naturally, "How are you, young man?"

This sentence.

Xie Xun waited for three years.

This time, he did not avoid her gaze, nor did he deliberately ignore it. He looked directly at her.

Meng Tangan was slightly startled.

He has a slender figure, a proud body, a cold and elegant profile, his eyebrows look unsympathetic in the half-bright light, and his eyes seem sad.

Why is he sad?

"It's raining too much, please pay attention to your health." Xie Xun smiled at her, as if he was once so arrogant that the person he drank with was by his side.

That was the last sentence.

"Isn't it raining heavily?" She didn't understand. Her eyes were strange and showed no affection at all.

Xie Xun withdrew his gaze and walked downstairs step by step. With every step he took, he was trapped in the dim light and shadow, getting further and further away from her.

The rain is still falling and the night is hazy.

He's gone.

Ying Ming felt a little depressed and whispered: "Tangtang, we will stay here tonight and go home tomorrow."

"I won't know him, right?"

"No." He said every word, "You don't know me."

Meng Tangan suddenly thought of something: "He forgot to hold an umbrella. Senior brother, do you have an umbrella?"

Ying Ming knew there was, but he grabbed Meng Tangan's wrist and pushed him into the room: "No."

It's too late, people on the streets have gone home one after another, and there is no one there.

The rainwater accumulated in the puddles reflects the gray sky, breaking and gathering again.

The town is not big, and it only takes half an hour to leave.

Xie Xun tore down all the missing person notices about her along the way and carefully put them away one by one. The rain wet his fingertips and the temperature was freezing. He found a corner to take shelter from the rain, lowered his eyes and looked at the people in the portrait quietly.

Too many to count.

How many times have I drawn and how many pictures have I posted?

She didn't see it.

The raindrops dripped under the eaves, falling on the bluestone street. The night was silent, hiding all silent emotions.

Xie Xun looked at the attic in the distance and suddenly smiled.

It's like catkins blocking the blood vessels, and the long-lasting pain tastes sweetness, and the softness is fascinating.

I didn't want to bother you.

I don’t intend to get entangled.

That's it.

That memory was probably very bad for her. She finally forgot it, and he had to stay away from her life.

Looking at it from a distance makes me very happy.

——"I want you to go! I want my life to be without the word Xie Xun! I want to never see you again! Can you do it?"

"Meng Tang'an, I did it." Xie Xun leaned against the wall, holding the missing person notice in his arms, and smiled at her naturally, with a little pride, "Should you praise me..."
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She wants to be with the one she loves.

She wants a life of peace, joy, and no disasters.

And what about Xie Xun?

He died in the past and dreams, and was with her forever. During that time, they always loved each other.

This life is enough.

"Hey." An oil-paper umbrella was held above him, and the figure in white was as gentle as Jiangnan, "I say you are really strange."

Xie Xun was stunned. She didn't even have time to react before she grabbed his wrist: "Go back to bed quickly."

He froze for two seconds and wanted to break away.

Meng Tangan looked at him: "Revenge me, right? Do you want me to accompany you in the rain?"

Xie Xun fell silent and let her lead him, which was actually a bit obedient.

"You're too tall." Meng Tang'an complained and stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into his hand, "If you make me catch a cold, I'll be angry."

Xie Xun almost instinctively held an umbrella for her, but didn't know what to say.

…

A sleepless night.

They are so close.

Separated by a door.

How many times have I been in my dream and I dare not even think about it.

When Ying Ming got up in the middle of the night, he vaguely saw a person standing in the corridor of the attic, right at Meng Tang'an's door. He didn't speak, he lowered his eyes and weaved willow branches, trapped in the darkness.

He stopped and looked at it for a while, then went back quietly and sighed.

The next morning, Xie Xun left before Meng Tangan woke up.

I just came downstairs and ran into Pei Yanzhi.

"What a coincidence." Pei Yanzhi glanced around and nodded slightly.

"Unfortunately." Xie Xun stood on the steps of the second floor, condescendingly saying, "If you want to take her back, you can leave now."

Pei Yanzhi never gave up looking for the case that the Queen Mother gave him, and came after hearing the news.

Xie Xun, I didn’t expect Xie Xun to be one step ahead of him.

"I heard that she has forgotten it. Why, do you plan to let her never think about it in her lifetime?"

"She is doing well now."

How could Pei Yanzhi not understand what Xie Xun was thinking, he wanted to let go, he wanted to watch from a distance: "I won't talk about what happened between you, but she has the right to know her life experience!"

"Are you going to make the decision for her?"

Xie Xun's eyes grew colder.

Pei Yanzhi took two steps forward: "I will only tell her the truth about her life experience, and I will not interfere with her decision. Don't worry!"

Meng Tang'an will always be Xie Xun's weakness.

Pei Yan's Gamble.

I bet Xie Xun would not dare to interfere in Meng Tangan's life easily.

"Mr. Lang?" Meng Tangan opened the door and saw two people standing on the stairs. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You continue."

Xie Xun looked at her the moment the door opened, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Pei Yanzhi stared at Meng Tangan.

Just as the woman was about to leave, her steps froze: "Master!"

The old man walked in from the attic, holding a wine gourd in his hand: "Hey, girl, you still remember that there is a master."

"Aren't I just buying osmanthus wine for Master?" Meng Tang An Zheng'er Ba Jing.

The old man chuckled. When he passed by Xie Xun, he could clearly feel the other person's glazed gaze. He patted Xie Xun on the shoulder: "Sometimes fate must come true, but fate has no time..."

"I'm so pushy!"

Xie Xun saw him last time.

Still saying that he will not live to be twenty-seven.

"Tell her well." After a long time, Xie Xun whispered to Pei Yanzhidao.

"I will."

Pei Yanzhi came with his master. Meng Tangan was suddenly surrounded by several people. He felt like he had been caught in a puppy love. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xie Xun walking away alone: ​​"...What are you doing?"
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Half an hour later.

Meng Tangan held up her chin: "So, I am a princess in distress?"

"Bah!" The old man rolled his eyes, "Look at you now, you are living a prosperous life, but you are in trouble."

Ying Ming was deeply shocked by the life experience of his junior sister.

Pei Yanzhi said slowly: "The Queen Mother is your grandmother. She misses you very much... If you are willing, you can return to the capital. If not, you can continue to stay in the temple. It's up to you."

Meng Tangan nodded his lips and suddenly smiled: "If I go to Chang'an, I have a condition."
Chapter completed!