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    Although it was just an imagination, at that moment, unknown emotions spread, so strong that they could no longer be controlled by reason. want to tear those blurred, unknown people to shreds.

    Qiu Bodeng let go of his hand at this moment, Shi Wuluo subconsciously held it, but his fingertips only brushed the back of his hand.

    The moonlight is dim, and the shadows of the trees are mottled.

    In the half-light and half-darkness, Qiu Bodeng's face was stained with a bit of shocking beauty, and his lips were red, more bewitching than any demon.

    "...Crossing the river, crossing the mountains, bringing a mountain orchid to see me, think about it, it's quite romantic, and it's not impossible to meet..." He put "New Talks in the World" on his knees , resting on his chin with one hand, letting the first half of the book turn over by himself, he asked, "It's not bad to change Wanjin for frivolity, and it's not bad to look back for a while... Which one do you think is better?"

    Shi Wuluo's dark cold air lingered in his eyes, and his silver-gray eyes were filled with strangeness. Whether it's straightforward or graceful love poems, there is no good or bad word in his ears, but the words are harsh, and the ghosts swallowed by him in the dark and gloomy place giggled in his mind.

    ...which is better?

    A familiar voice came from afar.

    "and this……"

    Before the words were finished, the dark gold Kuilong Bracelet collided with the black stone, making a crisp sound.

    The entire "New Talks in the World" fell into the snow and shattered into powder.

    The solitary and stern man knelt on one knee on the black stone, and Qiu Bodeng, who was much thinner than him, was trapped under him, and his hand wearing the Kuilong bracelet was pressed against the stone surface. After the witch Luo fell, his black hair longer than before fell down, and half of his face was reflected in the moonlight and half in the shadow.

    Qiu Bodeng's long and bright eyebrows were gently picked up, and he picked out a hint of aggressiveness.

    "Can't."

    Shi Wuluo said in a low voice, his voice suppressed.

    "What can't you do?" Qiu Bodeng asked knowingly, "Do you think the poems they wrote are not good enough, so you can choose another book?"

    The strength of the hand holding his wrist bone suddenly increased, and Shi Wu Luo's silver-gray eyes showed a little ink. Shi Wuluo held his wrists with one hand, and his fingers lightly touched the hair that was scattered after he pulled out the hosta.

    The elegant fragrance dissipated.

    A goose-yellow calyx and white petaled mountain orchids are inserted into the black hair.

    "Shanlan..." Shi Wuluo said, "I have."

    Fingers further down, golden light pours out. In the blink of an eye, thousands of gold covered the black stones and the banks of the lake.

    "I have Wanjin too."

    Therefore, you are not allowed to see them, and you are not allowed to exchange "Looking back for a while" for others.

    The red-clothed, snow-skinned youth spread out his black hair, inserted a white magnolia diagonally, lying on the ground in the golden light, dejected and gorgeous. But it is not like a caged bird at all, but a god that needs to be worshipped with the highest luxury.

    "what do you want?"

    Shi Wuluo asked softly, but he didn't let go of the boy's hand, as if he was afraid that as long as he loosened it a little, a blurred figure would appear in the white ice field.

    "I'll look for it."

    "Do you know what beauty is like evil?" Qiu Bodeng's long jet-black hair spread out, paving it into a stone of beauty. A piece of red plum fell, just touching the center of his eyebrows, looking beautiful. He bit his lip and smiled, "I'm such a big disaster, I don't think you can't write poetry or draw anymore, how dare you leave me alone?"

    Speaking of this, Qiu Bodeng snorted lightly and asked badly:

    "Do you think you don't have enough rivals in love?"

    "Don't promise them."

    The moonlight shone on Shi Wuluo's side face, and he prayed in a low voice. His movements were strong, but his tone revealed fear and anxiety, low and slightly trembling.

    Qiu Bodeng took his time and scolded carefully, "If you don't even say 'I love you', just lie to me and run away with you... If you owe so much, you won't be paid any interest for 12 years." The reflection of the reed flowers, the lonely boat at the end of the world, and the autumn water wandering. When I saw the world, a red sleeve fell on the window sill. 'I didn't even ask you to say such a level of love, just three words are enough. Still want to rely on it? "

    Shi Wu Luo did not speak.

    "Listen to me complimenting others, is it sour?" Qiu Bodeng asked coldly.

    The black color in Luo Yin's eyes disappeared, and he didn't say a word.

    "It's called jealousy." Qiu Bodeng smiled, "You really think you didn't pry your corner?" He snorted and glanced at Shi Wuluo, "That's my corner that crushed the shovel directly. How many people in the world have the treatment you have?"

    "...I can't kill you anymore."

    Shi Wuluo's voice was like snow and sand in the wind, thin and hoarse.

    He released his left hand that was holding Qiu Bodeng's wrists, held Qiu Bodeng's shoulders, leaned down, turned his head sideways and brought his ears close to his heart, quietly listening to his heartbeat, one after another.

    Snow fell on Shi Wuluo's eyelashes and hung silently.

    ... Twelve years ago, a light snow fell on the Twelve Continents.

    For the third time he witnessed the death of his lord.

    Qiu Bodeng's words suddenly stopped.

    He was silent for a while, thinking to himself, how can I scold A Luo? He just learned from me thoroughly.

    "Aluo... It was really painful and cold when I died. I don't want to live alone, and I don't want to die alone," Qiu Bodeng's pupils printed the stars in the sky, he was silent for a moment , said softly, "Alo, I'm also afraid, more and more afraid each time."

    Fear of death, fear of pain, fear of eternity and cold.

    What if he is a god?

    He is not ignorant and fearless after all.

    Qiu Bodeng stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Shi Wuluo's back: "Be it alive or dead, you can accompany me...the two of us will not be afraid."

    Shi Wu Luo was half-kneeling and hugged him into his arms.

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