245 three feet away

It seems that he really lost his memory...

Luo Wener smiled faintly, but the moonlight is so good tonight that she can enjoy the moon here.

I have to say that although she has always wanted to leave here, she is a little heed when she really leaves. Although she never felt that there were any good memories left here, today, standing here and looking at the sparkling waves of water, the little drops of the year actually rippled out.

No matter how disapproving it was, it finally left a mark.

Mo Xi, I'm leaving tomorrow. When you come back, you must be angry. Maybe you really forget everything, so it's also a kind of happiness.

Laughter.

In fact, no matter what, I don't want to leave without saying goodbye. After all... What would I do today without you?

Sigh and laugh.

Well, since I'm already standing here, I'll enjoy the moon, because once I leave, I will never come back. And you... Even if you forget everything, you hope you can remember the legend, and you can finally find someone, take her hand and walk across a small bridge together...

However, it is inappropriate to think of Mo Xi being surrounded by eight flowers.

There should be many women competing to hold hands with a man like him, right? But Mo Xi is not a centipede. What should I do?

She wanted to laugh, but there was a sense of desolation in her heart...

However, at this time, I don't know whether I felt something so much that I had hallucinations or smelled the familiar fragrance and shocked my heart.

The hand on the white jade railing suddenly tightened and was about to turn back...

However, the breath was approaching, and he suddenly hugged her.

She seemed to be scattered in an instant, but the force around her waist brought her together in time, so she heard a low cry: "Clouds..."

The voice is extremely low, with a cool tremor.

"Mo Xi..."

The hand inadvertently fell on the back of his hand, and his fingertips immediately jumped... Why is his hand so cold?

He was about to turn around, but he walked around in front of her and smiled: "Wait for me..."

She looked at him... thin, haggard, and his eyes were a little sunken, and her phoenix eyes showed a deep charm. At this moment, she was looking at her for a moment.

Maybe her eyes are so deep that she can't see the emotions in his eyes clearly.

"You..."

She unconsciously wanted to stroke his eyebrows with her fingers, but was caught by him: "Let's go, let's get on the bridge!"

The robe floated and hurriedly stepped onto the bridge.

She frowned slightly and stag under her feet.

He immediately turned around and said, "Isn't it all right yet? That wound medicine..."

I suddenly remembered that I had disappeared for so long, and the wound medicine should have been used up, but...

Suddenly, his eyebrows were locked: "Hasn't Lao Wu ever been here?"

She smiled and reluctantly suppressed the pain: "Actually, it's almost better, but I can't walk too fast..."

He stared at her feet and suddenly smiled: "Why don't I hold you up?"

As soon as she hid, Fang remembered that he was still holding her hand and was eager to pull it out, but he clenched it tightly and smiled: "I just won't let go. What can you do?"

stared at him. Although he didn't make a sound, Qian Yumo knew that she was saying from that mouth, "The scoundrel!"

"I'm a scoundrel. What can you do?"

Luo Wen'er was angry. I was quite happy to see him appear just now, but in less than half a cup of tea, it will make her angry. If it hadn't been for his recovery from a serious illness, she would have really wanted to...

"Okay, don't lose your temper. We have to get on the bridge quickly, or the moon will fall in a while."

I couldn't help dragging her to the bridge, but she slowed down and took the opportunity to close her arms to make her closer to herself...

The moonlight is delicate, so that the bridge surface seems to be covered with a layer of pearl powder, and two shadows, long and short, are spread on it and move slowly.

The short shadow gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

"What's wrong?" Qian Yumo looked at her worriedly.

Luo Wener smiled and wiped away the thin sweat on her forehead: "It rained yesterday, so it's a little disappointing today."

Qian Yumo's eyes are dark: "Are you going to stay like this? Don't want to give up money?"

"Where is it?" Luo Wen'er stared at him: "I have asked the doctor to look at it. He praised your bone grafting skills fiercely, but..."

He lowered his eyes and smiled faintly at the corners of his lips: "He said that walking will not be in the way in the future, but he can't run fast. My light work..."

"Cloud," he interrupted her, and his eyes flashed slightly: "Can you run out of three feet?"

"Eh?" Luo Wener raised her head inexplicably.

"Three feet." He smiled and looked at her firmly: "I'm just three feet away from you!"

The wind blew under the bridge, brushed the hair of the two, covered them in front of them, and was staggered and entangled.

"Mo Xi..."

For a long time, Luo Wener opened her mouth quietly: "Actually, today... the full moon... crossing the bridge... not necessarily..."

The hand holding her gradually tightened.

Her eyes fell on his hand: "Actually, good friends are also for a lifetime..."

It's like watching a bowl full of water slowly slip to the edge on the tilted table... Do you catch it or let it slip?

Luo Wener caught it, but because the crisp sound that should have come did not come, there was a different hollow in her heart.

However, if she is given another chance, she will still choose to catch it.

Her current feelings are like this bowl, which seems a little uncontrollable, because she can't make an indifferent stone. She wanted to ask herself a question more than once, but as soon as the question flashed, she was suppressed by her.

She can't have any idea, and she shouldn't have it, because she is waiting for a person. Although that person has no message as if he has crossed into another space, she can't waver like the flowing water under the bridge.

Mo Xi didn't say anything, but she knew that he could understand what she was going to say.

For a long time, I heard him whisper, as if a sigh came from a distant rockery, but it sounded extremely clearly in my ear: "Even if I can't... I would like to walk with you all my life like this!

The wind, scratching again, smoothed the mood, messed up the hair, or wrinkled the lake?

She raised her eyes and looked at the crystal light at the bottom of his eyes, as if she saw each other's transparent thoughts and smiled together.

He held her hand tightly and took her to the bridge.

"Won't you want to go down?"

"How can that work? Since you have to go through a lifetime, you have to live a longer life and a little longer.

"Greedy!"

"I'm greedy. What can you do?"

Luo Wener was too lazy to quarrel with him. She only leaned on the bridge rail and looked into the distance.

They are now standing at the top of the Shushui Bridge, but they see the clear light, the floating light leaping gold, and the quiet shadow. The humidity swept by the wind and the fragrance of flowers in June took their clothes and quietly hid the unique breath in the fluttering folds.

"Mo Xi, you haven't been here recently. Are you seriously ill?"

"What, do you miss me?"

Luo Wen'er looked at his suddenly approaching face and only looked at him seriously.

Qian Yumo smiled and said, "If it's sick... it's not true. I just slept for a long sleep. It's so comfortable that I don't want to wake up."

"Then you are now..."

"Dreamwalking. I remember I promised you, so even if I sleepwalk, I will come to you.