Mu Xiyue walked up the stairs and looked at the hazy sky. The rain didn't seem to stop. Instead, it got bigger and bigger.

Le Yin had been away for a while, but he hadn't come back yet. When he was bored, he got up and walked out of Yuexiang to the restaurant. He reached out and felt the drizzle falling in the air. He smiled and walked to the stall beside him. Hold the umbrella, and open a few red plums on the surface of the umbrella. Although the brushwork is rough, why should you bother too much? Are some things more natural?

In a few moments, there was an extra plum blossom among the screaming crowds on the street. When I looked sideways, I saw a rouge stall not far away. When I was young, my mother likes to play with those rouge gouache for herself. She always tirelessly said in her ears, "Daughter's family, it should be dressed." But she knew there that she was dressed up, and her father always said with love and affection, that she would be ‘a woman who reads herself’, so how should she dress up to whom?

Thinking of Luoxi, my daughter might like it. Mu Xiyue chuckled and walked towards the roaring stall.

The drizzling rain still didn't stop. A shadow of Jianying was placed under the rain. The follower held an umbrella for him, only to see that his eyes were fixed in one direction, and he didn't want to blink for a long time.

Whether it is missing or deep in love is a very wonderful thing. When you love someone deeply, to the extent that you ca n’t be sure, no matter how she changes there, just a simple action, In the vast crowd, you can lock in just a moment.

When it was so rare, she had a slight sideways look, although it was a kind of arc mark, but he still remembered hard, and under the umbrella of thousands of supports, she easily found her figure. It is said that men have gold under their knees, and that tears are as precious as gold beans.

Looking at her leaving the stall, turning around and walking in her own direction, the person who misses deeply, at this moment, the indescribable excitement turned into two lines of tears like this drizzle. .

But one by one why she doesn't have herself in her eyes? She didn't even feel that she hadn't come back for a little while. Does he hate himself for pretending not to know each other? She has been laughing, the faint smile in the corner of her mouth has been missing since leaving the stall. Or did you read it wrong and miss the wrong person? But isn't the wooden ring on my wrist looming? Or is she going to walk in front of herself in this way and can imagine that she will say indifferently, "Long time no see?"

No, there was nothing. She still smiled faintly. She didn't mean to slow down the raft when approaching herself, as if she was an irrelevant passer-by, and she would simply pass by herself very simply.

The wrist was instantly grasped firmly, and the remaining smile in the corner of the mouth was full. Some stunned eyes met a rather majestic handsome face, a pair of torch eyes. The two deep accidents were unexpected. The tears made her tremble at the stranger she first met.

Mu Xiyue had some unpleasant desire to withdraw his hand, but in vain, he said with a frown: "This son, proudly in the imperial city, at the feet of the emperor, you are so rude, are you despising Wang Fa?"

She really didn't know herself anymore, her heart seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and she smiled bitterly, still not letting go. Recalling the first encounter, Mu Xiyue also spoke to him in this tone. "You don't remember who I am?"

Mu Xiyue's heart twitched: Is it possible to be an old man again? But the old lady had no good intentions towards herself, and at this time, she raised her vigilance and sighed with regret: "If you want to come, you must be the wrong person, I have come to see you." She didn't know what she said. The sword cut the heart of Long Yinfeng.

Long Yinfeng stared at her, blinked unwillingly, and remained silent for a long time. Mu Xiyue wrinkled her eyebrows: "Please be respectful of your son, you hurt me."

"If you promise not to leave, I will let go."

Surprised by his words, Mu Xiyue said: "It's my business to leave or not. What to do with you, you should let it go quickly. Otherwise, it will be seen by people you know, fearing you can't say clearly."

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and because of the rain, the people dispersed quickly.

"How do you dare to let go?" Mu Xiyue was anxious, afraid that Music could not find herself when she came back.

Long Yin did not return his head and said to his followers, "Go back first."

"Observe."

The rain was greater than the previous momentum, and the dragon yinfeng away from the umbrella made the rain soaked in the shirt, and looked at Mu Xiyue tenderly: "This girl, you are very much like an old man of mine. Come with me for a ride. "

He clutched his wrist tightly. Although his tone was what he asked for, his attitude was tough. Slightly leading, Long Yinfeng took the umbrella in her hand and held it between the two. Most of the umbrella leaned towards Mu Xiyue, the rain fell on his shoulders, his hair, his eyebrows, his face--.

Inexplicably distressed, Mu Xiyue pushed the umbrella up and said, "It's better to be fair."

"I'm afraid you're gonorrhea." Long Yinfeng said quietly, his eyes full of affection.

Mu Xiyue unexpectedly met his bottomless eyes and said without hesitation: "I am a doctor and will not make myself sick."

And he said without hesitation: "I know."

"Do you know?" Stopped, the rain hit the umbrella, and the water flowed down before him.

Long Yinfeng smiled softly: "You have a faint scent of medicine on your body."

He continued to move, he was right, he carried a medicinal incense in his body since he was urinating, but at this time the medicinal incense seemed to be much heavier. Is it because of the rain? Thinking of the music, Mu Xiyue had to stop: "I should leave, or someone will wait."

Not wanting her to leave her sight, Long Yinfeng said with a hint of command: "No."

Staring at this stranger inexplicably, not only offends himself, but also speaks out in disrespect. Why should such a domineering person get along with himself?

Don't look away, frowning slightly: "I know what you are doing in the proud city."

Mu Xiyue hated this kind of see-through feeling, as if everything in herself was naked in front of him. Take a deep breath and indifference: "No matter who you are, please let go now."

A carriage came and stopped when passing by the two of them. Feng Qing could not wait to lift the curtain and jump off the carriage, watching the woman who had disappeared for six years, but came to forget the day in her heart.

"Mu Xiyue—" A soft call, is it only rain that fell on his face?

Mu Xiyue looked back, how could the people in front of him know himself? Silent and silent, there were only dripping rain dripping and panic pedestrians walking in the rain.

"Miss Mu Xiyue." At this time someone called Mu Xiyue.

Hearing the sound of music, I saw her leaning her head out the next moment, too late to think about what was going on? The body has made people hugged towards the carriage ...

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