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Xiao Lan watched him silently.

The moonlight passed through the window lattice lightly, just illuminating the side of Lu Chai's face. His black hair was dyed with stars and fluffy light hanging down his shoulders. The eyes and the corners of the lips were gentle, and the white clothes exuded a faint scent, and there was a hint of beauty. Wu's familiarity-it's like when you are exhausted from a long journey, inadvertently looking back, you happen to see the person who has appeared in the dream countless times.

After a long time of silence in the room, Lu Zhui finally said, "Did you...remember?" There was a trace of anxiety and temptation in his voice, as well as a depressive tremor that was particularly obvious in the dark.

With just this sentence, Xiao Lan's chest was painful as if being hit by a heavy object. Such a cautious and expectant counterpart made him unable to speak anyway, and confessed to him that he actually has everything...but maybe it wasn't that he didn't remember anything, at least at this moment in the depths of my heart, it was vague. The fragments are floating, like water droplets splashing on the ripples in the lake. Although they can't hold them, they also disturb the original calm illusion.

Seeing that he was silent all the time, Lu Zhui's worries had already expired, and he leaned closer to stare at him, trying to figure out what had happened.

Xiao Lan shook his wrist and pulled the person back into his arms again.

"Xiao Lan." Lu Chai said, "You speak."

"I didn't remember the past," Xiao Lan tightened his arms and whispered in his ear, "but those flower fields and tomb passages are not all dreams, are they?"

Lu Chai clenched his hands unconsciously, almost grabbing his sleeves.

Xiao Lan loosened his arms slightly, raised his chin, and said seriously: "When I was just down the mountain, I tried to put my memories together, but my head seemed to explode. It really feels like death is better than life. After the pain, no matter how hard you feel, you have to bear it, otherwise you will be left alone in the past."

Lu Chai's eyes were also a little red.

"The medicine I gave you before was not given by my aunt. I stole it." Xiao Lan smiled. "I said goodbye. I flung my tail behind me in the street before turning back secretly, but I just heard my aunt was with me. The black spider speaks."

"Say what?" Lu asked.

"Say that you used to see me, even Jinghua Formation dared to venture in alone." Xiao Lan looked at him, frowning slightly, "Your injury and poison are also because of this, right?"

The mirror flower array in front of Mingyue’s tomb has blocked many unruly people in the rivers and lakes for more than a hundred years. Among the many trespassers, it seems that only one escaped by chance. After coming out, he became crazy. When someone asked, he smirked. He said that there were hidden weapons, poisonous fog and rotting bones everywhere in the formation, and he urged the opponent to try it quickly.

Lu Chai shook his head, and the corner of his mouth curled: "It's not for you that I am in the mirror."

"Who is that for?" Xiao Lan asked.

Lu Zhui said, "The bald old king in the tomb, erroneously corrupt my ten taels of silver."

Xiao Lan couldn't laugh or cry: "You--"

"Forbidden to say." Lu Zhui covered his mouth, "Besides, the mirror flower array is actually nothing. I only suffered some skin injuries when I rushed over."

Xiao Lan held his wrist, "Isn't it an injury for a fleshy wound?"

Lu Chai shook his head: "No, but I was at a loss that time. The bald old Wang clearly said he was going to wait for me. After a while, only Aunt Gui stayed at the other end." The voice was a little dumb, but his eyes were a bit dumb. It was shining again, and there was a slight smile when I looked closely—like a kid who begs for sweets, wanting to let the adults see that he is obedient.

Xiao Lan leaned over and touched his lips lightly.

The heat was fleeting, and Lu Zhui opened his eyes strangely.

"Doesn't you hate?" Xiao Lan pulled him closer, "Then continue."

Lu Chai instinctively wanted to dodge back, but instead was held by his waist. He accidentally fell on his chest. If it was placed in the script, it would be called throwing into his arms, and he was rather impatient.

Xiao Lan smiled softly, and gently covered his lips again. Frankly speaking, he can't even tell himself. At this time, the turbulent feelings in his heart come from. Usually there is no mountain or dew, but when he sees his smile, it is like being ignited. ,unstoppable.

The crescent moon on the horizon was hidden by dark clouds, leaving only a small naughty corner, and the dim light that radiated just can illuminate the hot red earlobe in the bed net.

Lu Chaixin's injury was not healed, Xiao Lan put the person in the pillow and kissed carefully but hard to separate. In fact, thinking about it carefully, when he was in Mingyue’s tomb in his early years, he had heard two girls talk about it. Someone had gone through the mirror flower array alone. When they came out, they were covered in blood. He was born from a gentle and handsome white-clothed boy. He became bruised and completely unrecognizable, with bones almost exposed at his knees.

And what was he doing at that time? I was practicing swords, reading books, and the others in the tomb of the same Mingyue interrogated, maybe even not in the tomb at all, but no matter what they were doing, they all just forgot about him. Xiao Lan felt a faint pain in her heart and squeezed his hand tighter.

Lu Chai closed his eyes and wanted to live like this for a lifetime.

After a kiss, the two reluctantly let go of each other, but didn't want to be too far apart, their eyes and breathing intertwined, and finally they laughed together.

Lu Zhui said, "You are taking advantage of me."

Xiao Lan said, "Yes."

Lu Zhui moved his body to make his injured shoulder more comfortable, and said, "I regret it."

Xiao Lan reminded: "You have just said this sentence just once."

"It's not the same." Lu Chase said, "I regretted that I promised you not to ask Aunt Gui. This time I regretted that I had suffered twice in vain when I passed through the cloud tower."

Xiao Lan knocked on his nose: "You know too." Otherwise, according to his skill, if the water is not released, there will be no chance for Deng Huang to make a killer move.

Lu Chai said, "I thought you could walk two steps faster and you would be able to block him." What a hero saves beauty, that's it. It’s just that the old horse stumbled this time, the darts came, and the hero was still running halfway.

Xiao Lan bowed his head and kissed the end of his scar again: "Don't move anymore."

Lu Chai held his face in his hands and asked, "Then we are... together again?"

Xiao Lan said, "I will remember it soon."

Lu Chai took a hard breath: "Yeah."

Xiao Lan tucked the quilt for him again. Everything was familiar and as expected. While Lu Chai was all over, he almost instinctively opened the collar, making him feel a little chilly. I tucked my hands in and kept warm.

The room was quiet again, the bed was very soft, the **** hooked each other, but they didn't know whether the other was asleep or not, so from time to time they squinted and peeked, laughed when they were spotted, and moved closer if they didn't. Some, continue to sleep.

In the other bedroom, Ah Liu was sitting cross-legged on the bed, thinking carefully about why his father could accept sleeping with the surnamed Xiao—even if Mrs. Tao’s room could not be entered, there was Li Lao’s bedroom. I'm empty, and I can't heal my wounds even after the medicated bath. The excuse is gone, so after thinking about it for a long time, all of this has to be attributed to the fact that the surname Xiao does not have a father.

There are those who **** the money from the daughter-in-law, but the first time I heard someone even wanted to **** it from my father.

Ah Liu held his chin with one hand, worried, and even had his father's hand in hand with the surname Xiao, hand in his hand, and smiled and said that one family is the most important thing to be happy.

Very guilty.

As time passed bit by bit, the east gradually became white. Lu Zhui woke up in Xiao Lan's arms, his eyes hazy.

"Not awake?" Xiao Lan asked.

Lu Zhui looked at him for a while before he said hoarsely: "I will forget me again when it's dawn."

Xiao Lan shook his head: "I haven't remembered it at all, so how can I forget it."

Lu chased with a smile, turned over and leaned on his shoulder and muttered, "It sounds like I might as well forget it."

"How much did I like you before?" Xiao Lan asked, hugging him.

Lu Zhui asked, "How do you like me now?"

Xiao Lan said, "I don't know."

Lu Zhui said: "I can't even say a nice love story. I think I will regret the third time 80%."

Xiao Lan lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips again.

Lu Zhui lay still, letting him kiss from his cheek all the way, hiding before itching, and said, "Like a dream."

"The previous period was considered a dream," Xiao Lan said, "It's just a pity that I haven't fully woken up until now."

Lu Zhui said: "It's okay."

"Yeah." Xiao Lan hugged him, "It's okay." Even if he can't remember, he has already made up his mind. Regardless of whether the aunt's words are true or not, he must try to fight for both of them to live. Come down.

Xiao Lan said, "I should go down the mountain."

Lu Zhui held him not to let go.

Xiao Lan said, "It will be a long time in Japan."

"Tell me what you plan to do." Lu Chai said, "Aunt Gui and Madam Tao are both under the mountain. Everyone's purpose is the red lotus cup. Sooner or later they will meet. What are you going to do?"

"Although the mother's martial arts is not as good as the ghost aunt, she is proficient in array illusion, even if she really encounters it, she won't suffer much." Xiao Lan said, "Besides, since everyone's goal is to red lotus, it is in the treasure present. No one should be willing to provoke disputes before him."

"I have an idea," Lu Chai said.

"What?" Xiao Lan helped him sit up.

Lu Zhui said, "But this method requires Qiu Peng to go out."

Xiao Lan nodded: "Talk about it."

Lu Zhui leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.

Xiao Lan let out a "pouch" laugh.

"What are you laughing at," Lu Zhui said, "he has taken advantage of you for so long, so he should do something."

"That's not an advantage," Xiao Lan lowered his head and glanced at the hand he placed on his lower abdomen. "Someone like this is called an advantage."

Lu Zhui confidently said, "Don't let me touch it?"

"Feel it casually," Xiao Lan raised his eyebrows, "but the ancients said that there is a relationship."

Lu Chai shook his head: "The ancients never said such things."

Xiao Lan rolled over and pressed him back on the bed.

Lu Chai closed his eyes habitually, waiting for the next soft or lingering kiss.

Then Xiao Lan asked, "What did the ancients say?"

Lu Zhui: "..."

Say your size.