If a thief wants to steal jade, he will also resist the bridge...

Memories are like poisonous wine, which is rich in mellowness at first, and then it is ecstatic.?    ?

A drop of raindrops on the jade lock, and water droplets splashed.

Ning Xuemo suddenly came to his senses and looked at the jade lock, revealing a faint sarcasm. When he flicked his sleeves, the jade lock instantly broke and fell into the rippling lake water.

With a "thump", countless fish scattered and hid in the lotus leaves.

Ning Xuemo stood on the bridge, holding an umbrella, and stood quietly for a long time.

The swimming fish under the bridge shuttled among the lotus leaves, and the drizzle fell into the water, causing ripples on the water surface. The lake water rippled and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

There seemed to be a pond of lake water in Ning Xuemo's eyes, with ripples and ripples that could not be calmed down.

After a while, she slowly left.

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Shen Jiuli stood under a tree and quietly looked at the figure on the bridge.

The man on the bridge was wearing a big red dress fluttering in the wind. Under the sky-blue paper umbrella, there was a long black as ink. In the misty rain, there were wisps of milky white light smoke lingering around her. She was like a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world, beautiful and ethereal.

He looked at the bridge for as long as he had stood there. There was a dense pain in his heart that turned into sorrow.

Even though he knew that this woman had no heart, he might not love him.

Even though he knew he should let go, he couldn't let it go...

For the first time in his life, he tasted this kind of feeling of wanting to let go but unable to let go, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Reason told him that he and she were two beings that should not have been intersected, and only by truly letting go would benefit both parties.

However, reason is reason, emotion is emotion.

She was like a disaster for him, and he couldn't get through it for a moment.

He didn't know why he was secretly following her like a little thief. He only knew that from the moment he met again, his heart unconsciously moved closer to her and followed her footprints...

Seeing her standing on the bridge for so long, his fingertips bent slightly, subconsciously trying to support her a barrier, but he endured it.

There was anger surging deep in my eyes.

She looked very skillful on the surface, but after all, she had soaked in the Demon Soup. The wound she suffered was a soul wound. Even if there was nothing on the surface, it was like a piece of porcelain that was still intact in a broken shape, and could not withstand any turbulence. An ordinary cold might kill her!

Being wet from the rain is the stupidest behavior!

As in the past, he might have taught her a lesson without hesitation, but now he has no position to do so...

So he could only stand here, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Ning Xuemo finally slowly left, and Shen Jiuli walked onto the bridge silently and stood in her position just now.

She had already walked away, and her back gradually disappeared into the crowd. She was obviously wearing bright red, but she gave people a sense of bleakness and coldness for no reason.

He was silent for a while, and his sleeves flicked, and suddenly a flash of something broke out from the lake, falling into his palm.

Shen Jiuli spread his palms, and a broken jade lock lay quietly on his palms.

The lock head has long been broken and unknown where it goes. On the jade lock, there is a shocking deep crack, which lies between the two names, like a clear boundary.

The rain wet the collars of the clothes and the coolness was refreshing.

Shen Jiuli clenched his fingers! At that moment, countless distant memories seemed to come to his face, making him feel both sweet and sad...
Chapter completed!