Wine and chat, time passes.

Being dirty and enjoy yourself.

For reality, a part of the time in the dream is like nine years.

The original nine-story pavilion, the glazed queen, light clothes and white gauze, and the wind blew up three thousand black hairs behind her.

Standing on this high platform, the setting sun shines on the side face, looking at the noisy world, tears flowing down in my eyes.

In her eyes, there was a figure.

one…

People who are immersed in the fireworks and willow alleys.

Stern wind.

"Even in the dream, can I not grasp your heart..."

She murmured to herself that Queen Liuli actually knew that she was dreaming, but... she never admitted that it was a dream.

Because this dream... is all about her.

But because of this...

Accompanied by the changes of the stern wind in the dream.

Her heart was even more hurt.

And in this city, there is a place of Red Mansions.

Around Yan Feng, there are more than a dozen women radiating.

You chased each other, and the woman kept laughing in her ears, surrounded by Yan Feng from time to time.

At this moment, Yan Feng looked calm, but he looked at the wine in his hand, and the wine in his glass reflected his face.

Nine years...

Nine years have passed in this dream.

In a flash, it was nine years.

However, for reality, these nine years are just a blink of an eye.

In nine years, Yan Feng spent three years to give Liuli the most beautiful happiness, care for her, and give her all the happiness as a woman.

Then he spent another three years to be close to her, making this love begin to verge on the verge of the brink of Liuli’s feelings of being so different from this love.

I began to be disappointed with this love.

Then, use the last three years.

Yan Feng completely cut him apart, and he was full of money and wine, and he became a prodigal son, making Liuli... he no longer have no nostalgia for this love.

"It's almost done..."

Murmuring to himself, Yan Feng looked at the cup in his hand and pinched it slightly.

Cup, crushed.

The moment the cup shattered, the women around them stopped, and they all kept their last laughing expressions.

Not just these women.

The entire city, the entire dream, in this dream, all the false people...

At this moment, when Yan Feng crushed the cup, he always looked like he stayed at the last moment.

At the same time, opposite Yan Feng, a woman slowly appeared.

Jade white gauze, the appearance of a celestial being, the face...but it is like frost, glazed glass.

When he saw Liuli, a smile appeared on the corner of Yan Feng's mouth.

He knew that this dream was about to end.

On the table between the two, there were two glasses of wine, which condensed from nothingness.

Yan Feng lifted the wine glass.

Liuli also lifted the wine glass.

The eyes are facing each other, and there is nothing but drinking.

Lift your head and drink it all in one go.

Tears fell down the corners of Liuli's eyes.

The wine is over.

The moment the two of them drank the wine, the women around them all turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

The whole dream...

It began to break little by little.

"Be yourself."

Yan Feng whispered, and when the sentence was finished, his figure also dissipated in this dream.

Dreams are broken.

That's...a sound of heartbreak.

Yan Feng returned to reality and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the glaze in front of you...

At the corner of her eyes, tears were slashing across her eyelids, and they were falling down...

With a long sigh, Yan Feng, his figure dissipated.

This is all he can do.

The word "Slaying Love" seems simple, but it is not painful.

Perhaps, one day in the future, the dream will wake up.
Chapter completed!