"Dusk, is this wine sweet, fragrant, or delicious?" Han Luo put down his glass, poured himself another glass, and asked softly.

asked three times in a row, inexplicably persistent, very funny.

Twilight smiled helplessly, rubbing the rim of the glass lightly with her fingertips, a little, before putting down the wine glass and nodding, "It's really good." The fragrance is rich, refreshing and does not prickly the throat. ”

"Hmm." Han Luo held the wine glass, smiling and smiling, smiling like a child.

"Han Luo, what's the matter, maybe this wine has a special origin?" Twilight glanced at Han Luo, but didn't know what was going on, and asked.

Han Luo was still smiling like a child, his eyes were full of indescribable joy and pleasure: "Hmm." ”

"Do you mind, tell me about it?" Twilight thought that Hanluo should like to talk to her, but he needed someone to stir up the topic first.

"Yes." Han Luo nodded, picked up the wine jar, and drank three glasses in a row, and then, a little drunkenness appeared on Junyi's face, and he said two words without a head: "My." ”

"Yours?" Twilight raised her eyebrows, she couldn't understand what Han Luo meant.

Could it be that this wine was made by Han Luo himself? Maybe it's possible.

"That's right, it's mine, my ......"

Han Luo never said the remaining words, but the red wine on his face became stronger and stronger.

Han Luo wanted to bring up the topic many times, but when the words came to his lips, he pursed his lips tightly and shook his head constantly, as if to warn himself that he couldn't say it.

Twilight sat across from Han Luo, quietly listening to Han Luo's silent words, not asking or bothering.

She just watched quietly, waiting, and then, when Han Luo wasn't paying attention, she changed the blood wine in the cup with a block of her hand and replaced it with blood tea.

It's not that Twilight doesn't like blood wine, but now that she's pregnant, she doesn't know when the little one will arrive, but at this point, the blood clan is mostly similar to humans, and it is not appropriate to drink alcohol.

The reason why Twilight did not refuse Han Luo was because he was sympathetic to Han Luo who had been out for so long, running around and working hard, and needed to relax properly, so he accompanied him.

However, for the sake of the first little life in her life, appropriate tricks still have to be prepared, and I hope it will not be seen through by Han Luo.

"Twilight, why don't you drink?" Sure enough, Han Luo found the clue.

"Drunk." The glass was brought to his lips, and he sipped it lightly, then put it down again.

Twilight Chao Hanluo raised his glass, as if to prove that he was telling the truth.

Han Luo's face was already a little drunk, his cheeks became more and more ruddy, for a long time, it should be that the wine jar has bottomed out, he raised his head, plucked up the courage to look at Du Li, and said slowly: "Du Li, in fact, this, this wine is brewed by me." ”

"Hand-brewed? Do you also make wine? "Twilight didn't know that Hanluo still had this hobby.

"Well," Han Luo nodded, and replied intermittently: "Every head of the Han family will personally brew a pot of wine and bury it under the ice and stone cold cave in the courtyard, to be kept, to be ......."

Han Luo was stuck when he said this, and he refused to speak obediently.

Twilight naturally didn't force him to say more, he only drank the blood tea in the cup before he spoke: "Hanluo, you're drunk, it's time to rest." ”

"Drunk? I'm not drunk. Han Luo shook his head slightly, refusing to admit it.

"I'll help you to rest." Twilight got up and hugged Hanluo.

Although Han Luo was reluctant to rest, he still stood up and obediently prepared to rest when Twilight got up to help him.

Twilight Li covered Han Luo with a quilt and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Han Luo's forehead, she was very curious, in the weather in the four cities of the Blood Clan, it was always unusually cold and humid, but why did Han Luo sweat?

"Twilight, don't go." Hanluo didn't know what he was dreaming about, so he suddenly grabbed Twilight's hand and pulled Twilight back from what had already stood up.

Twilight sat on the edge of the couch, trying to get Hanluo to let go of her, but Hanluo's hand was too strong and kept holding on to Twilight.

Twilight had to rely on Hanluo.

After a while, Han Luo suddenly let go of Twilight's hand, and the whole person curled up, his brows furrowed, and he looked extremely fragile.

"Gaia, Caiya......" Hanluo evoked Twilight's old name.

Once, many years after the two had known each other, this name was all the memories of Hanluo.

Twilight Li was worried that Han Luojiu would be stunned, so with a twist of his fingertips, he took out a jade needle from his sleeve and buried it in the hair on the top of Han Luo's head, and in just a moment, the jade needle disappeared.

"Hmm, it hurts, it hurts."

In the next second, Han Luo suddenly cried out in pain.

Two more slender jade needles appeared in Dusk Li's hand, and they were placed behind Han Luo's head, and after a while, Han Luo calmed down.

Han Luo opened his eyes, his eyes were full of confusion, like a child, innocent, pure as water, he immediately held Twilight's hand, and called anxiously: "Gaiya, Caiya......"

"I'm here." Twilight answered him.

"She, she's dead, she was killed by the second uncle." Somehow, Han Luo panicked for no reason.

"She?" Twilight was slightly stunned, not knowing who the person in Hanluo's mouth was.

However, in the early years, she had also heard that in Han Luo's heart, there was a special existence: a domestic servant who had taken care of Han Luo since he was a child.

I heard that the domestic servant was a very popular woman, but later died for some reason.

Twilight had never inquired into the details of the incident, and in the years that had happened, there had been so many things that had happened to her around the people around her.

She is flawless and flawless.

So much so, for so many years, he has never listened carefully to the sadness in Han Luo's heart.

Twilight knew that Han Luo was a very emotional person, and she believed that in the past countless days and nights, Han Luo must have suffered a lot, but she never said it.

I saw that Han Luo looked sad, nodded, and said to himself: "Gaia, I hurt her, and it has always been my fault." ”

"Hanluo, listen up, that incident has nothing to do with you, and no one wants it to happen." Twilight persuaded.

"No, it's about me. Because, I, I ......" Han Luo said halfway through, and then didn't say anything, just held Twilight's hand tightly, for fear that Twilight would walk away.

"Han Luo, the deceased is gone, why bother with who was right and who was wrong, who was right and who was wrong?"

Sometimes, Xu is naturally indifferent, and in the face of the impermanence of life, she prefers to look at it rationally.

"It's not like that, it's not ......"

Han Luo said bitterly, burying his face in the palm of Twilight, and cold tears fell.

I can't tell how many years later, this is the first time that Hanluo has shown his vulnerability in front of Twilight.

In the past, Hanluo was not a person who liked to shed tears.

In Twilight's palm, there were more and more cold tears, and suddenly, her heart tightened, and she thought of a possibility, and said, "Hanluo, did you encounter anything on this trip?" Or, something happened to the Han family? ”