Chapter 268: Falling Under the Moon

Chapter 268: Falling Under the Moon

Under the miserable white moonlight, Ye Chen's figure was a little lonely.

"This wine is a little bitter!" the wine jug slid down from Ye Chen's fingertips, and then a dingding sound sounded, and the wine spilled all over the ground.

"Wine is not bitter, but your heart is bitter!" A slightly sweet voice sounded in Ye Chen's ears, followed by a clear fragrance, a taste similar to clove.

With his eyes slightly raised, Ye Chen turned around, his long hair fluttering wantonly in the wind, looking at the young man standing in front of him, and said softly: "Maybe!"

Smiling gracefully, the white sè dress swayed in the wind, and the dress was like a lilac huā in the dust on the hillside.

At the Lin family's residence, the young fù who was called Aunt Liu by Lin Zhiyun was anxious, and said to the young fù who was accompanying Lin Zhiyun just now: "Where is Sister Xiǎo?"

Hearing this, the young man looked ahead with a strange face, and looked at the young man in the line of sight, under the white moonlight, the black robe and white dress looked so eye-catching.

The figure trembled, and Aunt Liu looked at the two figures with a slightly complicated face, and said gloomily: "If he is a martial artist, it would be good, alas!"

In the wind, two figures swayed and staggered, and the noise around them faded away.

"You have the smell of cloves on you!" Under the moonlight, Ye Chen's eyes as bright as stars stared at the young man in front of him.

Staring at Ye Chen's gaze, Lin Zhiyun's pretty face couldn't help but show a hint of crimson, and she lowered her head, waved her sleeves, and said softly: "En!"

Squatting down and picking up the wine pot that fell to the ground, Ye Chen raised his head, looked at Lin Zhiyun, and said softly: "Do you like cloves huā?"

"If she dies one day, she must choose a hillside full of lilacs to bury, and now that Sister Xiǎo is gone, I can only help her carve a clove huā on the coffin!" Ye Chen's ears were still surrounded by that slightly hoarse voice, and a trace of remembrance appeared in Ye Chen's eyes again, that night, that person, that yù coffin!

"Well, I like the taste of clove huā!" Raising her head and looking at Ye Chen's handsome face, Lin Zhiyun said softly, a hint of crimson flashed on her face.

Standing up, ignoring the dust on the wine jug, Ye Chen looked up to the sky again, and the spicy feeling swept over again.

I remember that the courtyard of my house was full of lilacs, but after my mother died, they withered and died, and no matter how carefully I cared for them, I could not grow them alive. As she spoke, Lin Zhiyun's eyes also showed a hint of remembrance, but there were more gloomy sèsès, and after a pause, Lin Zhiyun smiled gracefully: "I remember when I was plagued by that kind of disease, I told my mother that if I die one day, I must choose a hillside full of lilacs to bury." ”

In the wind, wafting with the tactful voice of Shao Nv, Ye Chen's body shook suddenly, put down the wine jug and said, "Is it the kind of illness during the day?"

"Do you know? Since I was a child, I have been called a demon by my people! Every time I have an attack of that disease, I always frostbite other people, so they all resent me and ostracize me everywhere! My mother cried every time because of this, and I could only practice like crazy, but every time I had a pain in the attack, every time I had the urge to commit suicide, but with my mother's encouragement, I still persevered! Because I showed a talent that surprised everyone, and gradually they named me as the first genius of Lei Dong City, so I was also quite happy, thinking that my mother and I would not be bullied in the future, but I didn't think that my mother, who had been frozen by that kind of cold for decades, would die at this time, I knew that it was my kind of illness that killed her, although they didn't say anything, but I knew that there was mockery in their eyes, mocking me that this genius actually killed my mother!" Lin Zhiyun's voice was slightly sad and indignant, and a trace of unwilling expression appeared on her face, looking up at the starry sky.

In Lin Zhiyun's weak body, there is a shocking power, sometimes, there is a shocking power, that is, silent unwillingness, unwillingness, complaining, sad expressions emerged in Lin Zhiyun's beautiful eyes, the body trembled slightly, and Lin Zhiyun at this moment was as pitiful as the lilac huā that swayed in the wind.

Ye Chen always looked at Lin Zhiyun with unwillingness in her eyes, at this moment she was no longer as graceful and elegant as before, but had a little more madness.

Once upon a time, there was also an NV who looked up to the sky and roared, and she used to be so unwilling.

Once upon a time, there was also a NV who looked up to the sky and was crazy, and she used to be so resentful.

There was a hint of remembrance in his eyes, and he quietly looked at Lin Zhiyun's jīng face, and seemed to see Mu Ye's shadow in Ye Chen's eyes.

The most beautiful years, the most brilliant moment of life, but inadvertently slowly towards death, this is a sense of powerlessness from fate.

"Once upon a time, a little too far away!" Ye Chen whispered softly, he had understood Mu Ye's unwillingness before, and at this moment he also agreed to understand Lin Zhiyun's unwillingness and that trace of madness.

Listening to Ye Chen's self-talk, the madness on Lin Zhiyun's face gradually receded, raised her head, looked at Ye Chen and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little out of control!"

"It's okay!Maybe I've experienced that kind of unwillingness, so I understand!" The wine was entered, this wine was even more bitter, Ye Chen shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"You know!" Raising her head, Lin Zhiyun's beautiful eyes showed a hint of mí, meeting Ye Chen's gaze, in Ye Chen's dark eyes, but there was no fiery and hopeful sè when others saw her, there was just endless blandness, like a pool of deep water, it was difficult to have the slightest ripple, maybe he really understood!

"It's night, the wine is cold!" Lin Zhiyun stuffed a warm wine jug in her hand into Ye Chen's hand, turned around, turned her back to Ye Chen, and said, "Thank you for listening to me!"

In the cold wind, the white dress swayed, gradually drifting away, the wine jug was in hand, the warm feeling swept over, his eyes narrowed slightly, and Ye Chen also said softly: "I don't want to thank you!"

From beginning to end, Lin Zhiyun never asked Ye Chen's name, and Ye Chen also never asked Lin Zhiyun's name, in their opinion, they were just passers-by on the long road of life, tired, stopped to talk, after talking, the two of them had no more jiāo collection, warm wine entrance, Ye Chen shook his head, and said softly: "It seems that the wine is no longer so bitter!"

"How can it be bitter for a beautiful woman to give wine?" The fragrant breeze came to his face, Ye Chen knew who was coming before he looked up, his eyes still fell on the wine jug in his hand, and said lightly: "What she said, I forgot about it after drinking, no one will know!" After speaking, Ye Chen turned around, and never saw the shadow in front of him from beginning to end, and that shadow was Aunt Liu.

Looking at Ye Chen's slightly lonely back with complicated eyes, at this moment Aunt Liu felt that the scholar in front of her was not as simple as it seemed, but thinking of the purpose of coming here, Aunt Liu stopped Ye Chen: "Wait!"

The figure froze, Ye Chen took a sip of wine casually, turned his back to Aunt Liu and said lightly, "What, you have something?"

Why is he always so indifferent! Aunt Liu's face was complicated and said: "My sister xiǎo has suffered a lot of difficulties since she was a child, but now she is also bitter, and she is not as arrogant as the ordinary family nv, in Lei Dong City, she is not only known as the first day of talent, but also as the first beautiful nv in Lei Dong City, and it is not enough to describe the appearance of Xiǎo Sister! The people who pursue Sister Xiǎo are all young talents in Lei Dong City, even if the young sect master of Lei Dong Sect has been devoted to Sister Xi for a long time, those people's gestures are enough to decide the lives of thousands of people!"

After a pause, Aunt Liu looked at the black-robed young man in front of her, with a hint of uncatchable strangeness in her eyes: "Sour scholar, you still go after your gold list title, you and Sister Xiǎo are never from the same world!"

"Sour scholar, with your cleverness, you can guess the meaning of my words!" Aunt Liu sighed softly, looked at Ye Chen with a complicated face, and sighed: "How good it would be if you were the young head of the first family or a superb martial artist!" Aunt Liu's tone was full of complexity, and at this moment, she found that the scholar in front of her was not as annoying as before.

"The young master of the family or a superb martial artist?" Ye Chen couldn't help but have a trace of uproar on his face, this Aunt Liu was interesting, and she actually thought that she was interesting to Lin Zhiyun.

In this regard, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a little laughing, and immediately shook his head, this move fell into Aunt Liu's eyes, undoubtedly rejecting her persuasion, his face couldn't help but sink, and he said in a deep voice: "You are not interesting!"

Taking another sip of wine, Ye Chen stepped forward with his right foot again and walked towards a bonfire in front of him, ignoring Aunt Liu's reaction behind him.

Her face was slightly gloomy, Aunt Liu gritted her teeth angrily, and suddenly a voice floated from the back in front of her: "She is very similar to her, but she is not her!"

The cold wind gusted, and the whirring sound overwhelmed Ye Chen's slightly hoarse voice, leaving Aunt Liu with a blank face