The darkness is endless.
In my dream, I seemed to see a person whose silhouette was immersed in the moonlight, and his breath was cold. I stood in the distance and watched silently. He stood there dazedly, and for a moment I felt that he was a little bit smiling. It is so mysterious and elegant.
The dream is still going on, I seem to hear footsteps, getting closer and closer to me.
The man suddenly turned around, his cold and fierce expression, the melancholy and indifferent light in his eyes, like a sharp sword, penetrated deeply into my heart, and at that moment, the memory seemed to flood like a tide, But he was so strange, that person, as if he had seen him somewhere.
"Why are you standing there and doing something, don't you have a pot of water! If something happens to him! You all have to be buried with me!"
A voice? The voice of a man? Is it Yu Chen? Is it just me that he comes? No, no, this is not his voice!
I tried to open my eyes, and my vision was blurred. I could only see a faint figure sitting anxiously next to me, looking at me for a long time.
My vision gradually became clear, and I could see his appearance for the first time.
The bridge of the nose is tall and straight, and the eyebrows are as cold as ink, but his face is full of tiredness that is not commensurate with him. The frowning eyebrows are now slowly unfolding, and there is a trace of what seems to be missing on his face. Smile.
"Are you awake?" He whispered, his eyes as clear as the waveless water.
"Who, you are?" I silently stared at him, and for a long time, I whispered.
He smiled at me slightly, with pity and sadness in his eyes: "You only need to heal your wounds now, and we will talk about other things later!"
"Did you save me?"
His hand using a cloth towel to wipe the sweat on my forehead suddenly stopped, looking at me a little at a loss, some hesitation and some helplessness: "Forget it, do it!"
I looked at his sad face, and thanked him seemingly.
"I'm cold!" For some reason, his body seemed to be in a thousand-year-old ice, bitterly cold.
"Is it cold?" He asked in a panic, but immediately as if he understood something, he rubbed his hands gently on my brows, and carefully rubbed them: "It's okay! Sleep for a night!"
I slowly closed my eyes, why would I trust him so much? Obviously this is the first time I met!
After his massage, my body didn't seem to be so cold, and I was too tired and fell into a deep sleep.
"Xue—" A woman stood beside the man at some unknown time, but she was interrupted by a gesture of him before she could finish her words.
"Go out!" He lowered his voice, for fear of waking up those who were still sleeping.
Under the bright moonlight, the woman knelt on the ground with a sudden'plop': "The son, the subordinates don't know that he is the person the son is looking for, so—"
"Get up!" He tossed his sleeves and slowly said, "I am also responsible for this, and I can't blame you all!"
The woman nodded and stood up softly.
"On the contrary, I should tell you no, Mingyue Sect killed your people, and now—"
"You don't need to explain, as long as you are someone you know, it's not a bad person!" The woman looked at the man's back with an expression of endless trust and dependence in her eyes.
A trace of guilt crossed the man's face and said, "How is the situation in Xueyue Tower?"
"Back to the son, Chu Mengfan did not move!"
"Really?" The man said thoughtfully: "It's okay, you go and do your thing!"
The woman gave him a nostalgic look, and she seemed to hide into the night with some reluctance.
"Everything is almost over!"