It was getting dark, Hu Yan washed his face, changed into a soft white clothes, and walked to the door of Bai Ziqi's house step by step.

Thinking of the past, she likes to climb over the wall and get inside. And inside the wall, there must be a bowl of hot food waiting for her.

Bai Ziqi really has no heart, but he has affection. She is his calamity, and he is the warmth of her heart.

No one can imagine that Bai Ziqi, who kills people like hemp, is good at peeling, and likes to carve bones the most, is actually the warmth that Hu Yan can rely on.

At the beginning of the relationship between the two, she was still able to leave a little bit of reason, so that she only trusted Bai Ziqi for three points, leaving a way out for each other. But as she became entangled again and again, she fell deeper and deeper. She can't resemble her, and he will betray her. However, she couldn't tolerate it after all, and Bai Ziqi presented the privacy between the two to Yin Xue'er to know. She was forced to lose her cool by reality, and Yin Xue'er, the Red Lotus Vener, was calculated by her relatives, and fell into the dark passage together, and was blasted to pieces by the torn soil.

Her sons......

Hu Yan didn't want to continue thinking about these things. Because every memory makes her feel painful. Now, she is standing at the door of Bai Ziqi, and the past scenes come to her heart, and there is a little sweetness in the pain.

This is the home of the relatives and the intimate place of the two.

Hu Yan jumped on the wall, and was just about to turn over and enter, but found that Bai Ziqi's house had lit a candle, emitting a warm halo in the dark night.

A figure flashed by.

Hu Yan's heartbeat stopped abruptly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he wanted to grab the man, but because he was too excited, he fell headlong into the wall and fell to the ground. This is really a slap in the face for a master. But Hu Yan couldn't care about that, her body was forced, she bounced up from the ground, and jumped to the door like an arrow from the string, but hesitated when she reached out to push the door. Her fingertips were already pressed against the door, but she ...... I felt that the door weighed a thousand pounds, and I couldn't push it. A heart is beating so hard that it seems to be ready to pop out of its throat at any moment. She wanted to gasp for breath, but she didn't dare, for fear of disturbing someone. She felt dry and wanted to swallow her saliva, but her whole body seemed to be clicked on by someone, and she couldn't move, let alone swallow.

The whole time, only one heart thumped, and the sound grew louder and louder, shaking the eardrums.

Suddenly, the candles in the house went out.

Hu Yan was slightly stunned, but he no longer hesitated, slammed the door open, and pounced directly. Life is too unsatisfactory, but she quietly looks forward to a kind of fulfillment.

The wind rose in the house and blew the curtains, but there was no one to be seen.

No, there must be someone!

Hu Yanyi stretched out his hand and pinched the candle stamen, and was burned.

She didn't dare to rejoice, for fear that she had a misunderstanding.

She began to look everywhere for people, but there was no one to be seen. Restless, anxious, and restless, she lifted the futon and looked at the bed as if she were crazy, and then knocked and looked around, turning the whole room from top to bottom, not even a few times.

Hu Yan firmly believes that there must be a secret passage in this room! And the person who flashed by must have really appeared.

Hu Yan lost his calm, and only by holding his heart and breathing heavily could he gradually calm down.

She took a deep breath, lifted the curtain, lay down on the bed, covered her eyes with her sleeve, and after lying down for a moment, she stood up and rummaged through her head again. To no avail.

Hu Yan was a little discouraged, but he was also relieved. The mechanism of the dove is unparalleled in the world, if it can be easily found, what kind of unparalleled in the world?

Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

She couldn't find Bai Ziqi's secret entrance, but someone could find it. Who is this person?!

Hu Yangang's calm heartbeat became wild again.

Bai Ziqi, is it Bai Ziqi?!

Hu Yan opened his mouth and wanted to call his name, but he ...... Can't shout.

The people she has no face to see, and ...... Bai Ziqi.

If he were alive, how would she brazenly stand in front of him and say something affectionate?

Scold......

He had clearly warned her not to believe him when they met again.

But she can't hear it.

It was she who was too confident, believing that Bai Ziqi's relationship with her was unbreakable, and that Bai Ziqi would never betray herself. However, he ignored the means of the Red Lotus Venerable Lord. How difficult it is for Bai Ziqi, not only to protect her, but also to show loyalty to the Red Lotus Venerable and protect her by hurting her. Everything has a degree, but the most difficult thing to control is this degree. If it weren't for the fact that he had a nine-trick exquisite heart, how could he deceive the Red Lotus Venerable Lord's belief and finally pull her into hell together!

Her relatives shouldn't be in hell.

Her relatives should be by her side and make miscellaneous pots for her. That overflowing fragrance can warm the whole winter. If he likes, she will sacrifice one of her hand bones for him to skin and carve the bones! As long as...... He's still there. As long as...... He loved it.

Even though he is ferocious, ruthless, ruthless, and bloodthirsty, he is just a boy kneaded by the Red Lotus Venerable with perverted means, and he is a man that the Red Lotus Venerable Lord has kneaded according to her preferences. When he was a child who didn't know what he liked, he was infused with cruel thoughts and became cold-blooded and heartless. Growth gave him nothing but cruelty. Despite this, he still wants to guard her and give her hope of living, even if he throws himself into hell completely.

Her sons......

Her man......

Si Shao has five element pupils and can spy on yin and yang. However, she didn't dare to let him help her find Bai Ziqi's soul no matter what. She was afraid, he said, look, that is Bai Ziqi's soul.

In this way, all hope will be cut off.

To live, there must be hope.

Hu Yan lowered his eyes, picked up the fire fold on the table, lit the candle, knelt in front of him, and gently played with the candle with his fingertips. The two nails she had plucked out had grown, but no matter how she looked at it, she didn't feel very comfortable.

Hu Yan looked away and looked at the candle flame in a daze.

The firelight illuminated her cheeks, breathtakingly beautiful.

Hu Yan only hoped that the mysterious person just now was her relative. No matter what he becomes when the rippling ground explodes, he is her son, a unique and irreplaceable white son. The candle flowed out of the candle tears, drop by drop, slid through Hu Yan's fingertips and burned her heart.

When the last candle tears dried and the room was swallowed up by darkness again, the tears in Hu Yan's eyes finally fell. She stood up and walked out.

One person insists on hiding from the other, as if he could not see the facial features in the reflection. You know it's there, but you don't know where it is.

The night was as cold as water, and Hu Yan wandered alone.

Bai Ziqi's few leaves a teardrop, crystal clear, like a pearl, exuding the smell of hope.

A finger, gently stroking the tear, wrote the word "Yan" on the table.

One stroke at a time, it is like a strong embrace between lovers. I can't get it, but I can't get it.