Night......

It's her night!

It's her wickedness!

All the fear and panic in my heart, all the persistence and belief collapsed at this moment, my eyes moistened, and drops of crystal liquid slowly fell and flowed down my cheeks.

She tried to speak, but found that she couldn't say anything now.

She had a lot to say to him, but she felt so pale at the moment. couldn't say it, her eyes, sight, and heart were full of the purple-robed man in front of her. The person who is deeply imprinted in the soul can no longer contain anyone or anything.

Looking at her eyes full of tears, watching the tears in her eyes continue to roll down, Jun Moye's heart suddenly hurt, and a thick sense of distress and self-blame crossed in her heart.

With a big hand, he hugged Mu Hanyue into his arms, hugged her tightly, gave her warmth, gave her peace of mind, and gave her strength.

Mu Hanyue threw herself into Jun Moye's arms, the tears in her eyes still couldn't stop, her chest continued to rise and fall due to emotional changes, she opened her mouth, and finally called out: "Night ......"

When he was injured and left, she couldn't hold back her tears. He left her side and disappeared, and it was likely that when the fierce Duoji Shao could never come back, she did not cry, and endured the pain in her heart.

But this time, when she saw Jun Moye again, her eyes were moist, and the will and persistence in her heart all collapsed at this moment, and all collapsed at this moment.

The grievances in my heart, the fear in my heart, the panic and depression in my heart, all cried out, and my body trembled slightly. The nails are deeply embedded in the flesh, but you don't feel the pain......

A heart trembled slightly, a layer of ripples rippled in the heart lake, Jun Moye hugged Mu Hanyue tightly, looked at the fleeting fear in her eyes, and said gently: "Xiao Yue'er, I'm here." ”

Xiao Yue'er, I'm here.

Xiao Yue'er, I'm here.

This sentence is not unfamiliar, on the contrary, it is very familiar.

How many times I was haunted by dreams, how many nightmares I woke up, how many times I missed and remembered, these words were all wrapped around Mu Hanyue's ears, lingering, like a spell.

How many times did she dream back at noon = night, how many times she woke up from nightmares, how many nights, she would see Jun Moye in her dreams, and the picture of them getting along was more the scene when Jun Moye turned into a purple starlight and left.

Every time she woke up, she always couldn't fall asleep, and she always didn't dare to continue sleeping, she only used cultivation to keep herself from thinking so much, so that the morning could come quickly.

Now all this clearly appeared in Mu Hanyue's ears again, as well as the familiar temperature and familiar people......

His hands tightly hugged Jun Moye's waist, his heart was full of excitement, and there was a trembling that he had lost and regained.

Sensing the slight trembling on her body, sensing the strength of the small hands on her waist, looking at the familiar and beautiful face, looking at the red and swollen appearance of crying, looking at the crystal tears, Jun Moye's pupils were suddenly moist.

His Xiao Yue'er has always been very strong, always strong, never shows his vulnerable side to others, and never cries.

But now, her face is red and her eyes are wet......

How painful it is, how much hurt it is, how much depression and fear it is, to make her so strong and indifferent......