Qin Ye slowly pinched his glass of wine.

In other words, I don't know what this wine is made of.

It tastes like the one on Earth.

The man's posture was cold and indifferent, but the ring between his fingers suddenly flashed a pale red light.

Qin Zong's movements paused slightly.

I thought I was wrong.

His pair of heavy phoenix eyes stared at the ring between his fingers, and the dark bottom of his eyes seemed to be a bottomless pit, and he couldn't even reflect half a minute of light.

I waited for a long time, but I didn't see the light on the ring again.

Qin Zong's thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyebrows showed three points of doubt.

The man pulls off the ring.

The slender jade-like fingers gently pinched the silver-white ring and shook it on the fingertips.

The eyes are deep.

It's just that the ring is quiet, as if the red light just now was his illusion.

Seeing that Qin Zong hadn't moved for a long time, Lian Feng raised his eyes, "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Qin Zong put the ring back on, looked sideways, and glanced at the street outside.

Inadvertently, I saw a slender figure like jade.

The streets were sparsely populated, and the boy had one hand in his pocket.

Dressed in white and black pants, in the sun, his posture is casual but wanton.

The back is particularly familiar, but also a little unfamiliar.

The man seemed to have been hit by something, his eyes were stunned, and he stared at the young man in white who had already walked away.

In the next second, the long legs moved, and the tall and handsome figure crossed the air in mid-air and turned over the window.

During the whole process, the man's movements were crisp and neat, and he was handsome and handsome.

provoked the waiter sitting in the corner to have a bright eye.

Qin Zong jumped down from the second floor and went straight down the street.

The moment he landed, the figure of the young man had already mixed with the group of people and disappeared around the corner.

Qin Zong's lonely and cold handsome face tightened, and his usually elegant and noble movements rarely showed urgency and urgency at this moment.

The thin lips were pursed, and the pupils were terrifyingly dark.

With a slight swipe of his right foot on the ground, he flew out in the next second and stood around the corner.

A young man who can still be seen anywhere.

On the left and right, there is no movement.

Qin Zong walked along the street and walked around the corner.

There was no one in sight.

"Yan Tao ......"

The man's thin lips quivered, and a name came out of his mouth very softly.

The tone is extremely gentle and soft.

But in it, there is also a mixture of loss and frustration that seems to have missed everything.

There are even more thoughts and regrets.

That's just a little bit short.

The man leaned against the wall of the alleyway, forgetting his cleanliness, and squatted down very slowly, his fingers still unconsciously rubbing the ring between his fingers.

The moment he lowered his head, he didn't see it, and the ring between his fingers lit up again.

The red light pointed in the direction to the right.

"Yan Tao ......"

The voice that seemed to be extremely nostalgic seemed to fall out of thin air.

Just two short words.

But it seems to contain a lot of complex emotions.

Thoughts, regrets, pain...... There is even blame......

The young man who was walking leisurely suddenly stopped, and involuntarily turned back.

Peach blossom eyes gently raised, go and see.

The people who followed him didn't know what the head of the house was looking at, but they automatically moved away and made way for the head of the house.

The street behind them was empty, and there were still the messy footprints on the ground that they had just walked on.

The young man pursed his lips slightly, his eyebrows furrowed like ancient paintings.

In the alleyway, only the raindrops fell down the eaves of the house, making a crisp sound of falling water.