The story ends on the city wall. Supreme Treasure looked back at the two figures on the city wall, turned around, and followed the master and the other three on a journey of bloody sun that could not be turned back...

From then on, the demons were killed all the way, and they had nothing to do with love. So that glance was really like a glance for thousands of years.

Just like the feeling he had been rushing to the front line countless times, he never knew when he would return or whether he could return. Whether the door at home could still be opened, does the woman still remember that he had completely changed his appearance and no longer looked like a human, and might even be half-dead and half-dead.

My lover is a great hero. One day he will come to marry me on colorful auspicious clouds.

The film is so good.

By the middle of the night, Hosran was already very tired, and he sat on the ground, leaning against the sofa, and gradually pillowed to her blanket legs. If she refused and resisted, he would be tactful and go to the sofa and bed alone, but fortunately she didn't. The slender and boneless wrist was gently placed beside her, and after a long time, he slowly leaned on his thick hair.

"I have never forgotten to ask, when did your mother die or why?" she asked in a faint and hoarse voice.

"When I was eight years old, I had breast cancer. Choke."

His low magnetic voice was hoarse, a little bit stuffed in her arms and on her warm legs.

"Two years later, he married Gu Wenxi and had two sons in three years. When he was a child, he was very stubborn, wild, heartless, and he didn't feel particularly sad about his mother's death. Maybe he had not been able to feel feelings and maternal love before he was eight years old, but he lost it and had no chance to understand and experience it again. A few years later, he had memory and awareness and suddenly felt that in the family with Huo Xi and Huo Ye, my appearance was like an outsider."

"They are family, blood-dropping relatives, and have a perfect father and mother. And I, don't."

Somehow, he suddenly closed his eyes and began to talk about the past quietly. If a person starts to recall, it seems that he is old, but he seems to have never told anything since he was born.

"So I left home as a teenager, went to the army, and joined the army. I felt a little satisfied and felt needy, which made me experience it on the battlefield without experiencing it at home. During the holidays, I went home wearing medals and sent the letters of praise to my home. But my father always smiled and nodded after reading it. In the blink of an eye, the whole family was happy. He didn't know that I had worked hard for the smile and the other, and I had to sleep for a few years."

"He didn't have time to control me because the family was not peaceful."

"Huo Xi and Huo Ye grew up together, only two years apart, but Huo Xi is much stronger. Sometimes I think he is like me, and he tries his best to win the first place in every exam, but even a picture that his brother mists out indiscriminately. The focus of his parents is never on him. Even if Huo Ye did not come out to join the army with me, the Huo family now should be Huo Ye. Huo Ye is dead, and it is natural for him to inherit Huo. He has worked very hard and worked hard over the years, but he has made only a smooth and unsuccessful mistake. He wants to make some results so he will take risks without even taking the law. Sometimes I feel that it is not his fault, really."

"In those years, I did better and better, and my position became higher and higher. Until one day I could take a guard home, with military cars picking up and down, and even my figure appeared on the TV. The old man's eyes changed when he looked at me. But he became more and more unfamiliar. No matter how humble or put down his airs, he would only sarcastically say that you are now sitting high and tall, and how can you still tolerate me, a little citizen? Do you understand? The feeling that even if you are so glorious outside, you are still not liked by your relatives or even look at me after you go home?"

"I am inferior. I don't feel safe. I am so strong that I only have money and power, and only life and body to repay the country."

He murmured, as the ending song was played over and over again, and he was so heartbroken that he hadn't been like this for a long time.

"But Huo Ye... he is the simplest and cheerful one among our brothers. He is favored but does not show off; he has a lot of love but knows how to cherish it; he respects me and even pity me. Every year during festivals, he avoids his family and worships his biological mother with me, and then spends midnight together. He is the sunniest person I have ever seen. He is more qualified than anyone else and has the most precious life."

But later, his life was ruined by his beautiful 19 years old.

But if he continues, he knows that differences and nodes will appear, so he dare not say it deeper, but just hugged her waist gently and admitted in a low voice: "I miss him... I really want to... I really want to..."

Just like missing all his hope and warmth in life.8

Before he met her, all the state of his life, good, bad, noble, decadent, were revealed to her.

There was no expression on her little face, she only stared at the screen that had stopped playing, her hand gently landed on the back of her head, without saying a word, leaving only the surging ups and downs in her heart, as if she had accompanied other countries for the first twenty years of her life.

"I'm a little tired," said Hosran, gently hugging her in his palm, and instructed lightly, "If I fall asleep for a while, I will leave me here, don't worry. I will get up after I have enough rest."

"Go to the room and cover it with a quilt. It's a little cold at night." After he finished the last sentence, his eyelids never opened again.

On the blue fluorescent screen, Bai Jian was flashing reminding him to take out the disc or play it in a loop, but the tiny figure next to the sofa didn't even move. Somehow, she didn't push him away, nor got up, and really went to sleep alone in the room. She just slowly pulled over the thin blanket on her knees and covered him with expressionless face.

She always felt that her heart was cold enough. After experiencing such a thing, there was nothing to move her.

She lost all love until she was alone in the world.

But.

But what should I do?

Some people don’t even have ever been loved.

Her slender fingers were like pale matches, covering the thin blanket and only trembled slightly. She knew that such a comparison could not be made between life, but what he said flashed in his mind like a movie. She really counted carefully and calculated that this person really, even someone else had loved him...

The night is silent, so quiet that it penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

She just sat there all night like last time.

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At six or seven in the morning, the cell phone in Hosran's pocket was shocked.

He slept on the carpet floor in the middle of the night and was still cold and stiff. He moved for a moment, turned over and felt stiff and sore. He wanted to get up but suddenly realized that it was soft under his head. He was stunned and seemed to wake up suddenly. After a closer look, the little woman with her legs gently and flat legs also woke up slowly with her eyes, looking at him in a daze, then frowned slightly, her legs were pressed a little stiff.

At that moment, Huo Siran's heart was shocked.

But the phone was still shaking. At this time, the sky was just dawning, and no one would call his private number without urgent matters.

He was stunned for a second, and he held up his body and got up. While taking out the phone from his pocket, he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window. His voice was still sleepy and hoarse, and he didn't wake up: "Hey?"

The little woman behind her then woke up.

It was indeed a bit unconscious after being pressed for so long. When he regained consciousness, Lin Yitong's watery eyes shone with bright light, and she woke up in an instant, realizing that she had been sitting here for a whole night with him. The vast emotions of her little face in the dim light made people feel pity at first sight.

"What?" He frowned, his handsome and picturesque ink-colored eyebrows frowned together.

"I have some time today, when?" he asked.

After a while, he asked clearly and nodded and instructed, "You don't have to come here, the road is a bit difficult. I'll drive over and will arrive before 9:30."

He hung up the phone and looked at the slender and soft figure in the dim room.

After a long stiffness, Hosran's tall and upright figure walked over, facing the thin morning light in the morning, she couldn't see the expression on his face. He squatted down, his hands gently buried his hands between her thick and soft black hair, and then slowly hugged her in his arms.

"Thank you." After a long time, his Adam's apple moved up and down before he spitted out these two words.

After last night, even though he knew that some things were not going back, his mood was really good, much better.

"I have some urgent matters to go out later. I've driven a car for a long time to pick up someone. I'll come back before noon." He explained lightly, with a desolate and uncertain voice, but he was looking forward to it deeply, "I don't know if it was a dream last night, but I hope... I just hope that you are still there when I come back."

This sentence seemed so deep and sincere in the sky that gradually broke through the darkness outside the window.

A hot and caring kiss was printed on her forehead tightly, but seriously. He was really looking forward to it, really.

Only then did Hosran let her go, his deep eyes glanced at the dim room without light, got up, held the back of the sofa, and left.

He did what he should do, maybe it was not enough, but at least he felt that it was right to continue doing this, towards hope and light, and she would be happy.

That's fine.

The room soon became quiet.

The sleepiness was still affectionate. She leaned gently on the sofa, and the words he had just said were echoing in her mind. Before she knew it, she slept ignorantly for more than two hours, and was also woken up by the phone, but her bag was in the sofa, and she woke up a little and took it over. The caller clearly showed that it was Xu Jingyuan.

"Xiaotong," Xu Jingyuan wanted to speak but stopped. He must have wanted to express his opinions on the police station's actions towards Huo Xi, but he felt that everything he said was redundant, so he had to say the key points, "I will tell you that the air ticket is in the afternoon. If you want to leave, I will wait for you at the airport; if you want to stay, remember to refund the ticket in advance, two or three hours in advance, you can refund it."

He didn't know what her mood was going ups and downs that night, but no matter what, he respected her choice.

"Look at you." He said the three words of pampering and tolerant indifferently.

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Lin Yitong was doing housework throughout the morning.

The closed design makes the room less likely to fall into dust, and there are not many sanitary dead corners. She just cleans it simply and kills time.

The vase, coffee table, and the embroidered steel wire clothes hanger on the balcony were stained with water. When she turned to the cabinet, she could see some old miscellaneous items. The thumbtips she was once familiar with, the exquisite small box with belts she had given, and even the yellowed paper at the bottom, was a regular thought report from the party members she wrote.

She took it out and looked carefully. Many years had passed. At that time, she wrote in the study in the middle of the night and felt that one was missing and she couldn't find any one.

Huo Siran was quarreled at that time and said he could write one for her, but after writing a few words, Lin Yitong rubbed it.

His words are so hard, flying and phoenix, like her, one in the sky and the other underground. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that they still want to deceive the organization? Is the organization stupid?

"..." As she thought about it, she raised the paper high and looked at it. She smiled unconsciously. Her ridiculous look quickly restrained and faded away.

She couldn't clean up.

She was afraid that she would be unable to extricate herself from discovering more things and old things. She knew clearly that she was just grateful and sympathetic last night, and she felt softened for a moment. In the afternoon, she was going back to the United States with her master!

But, can she really go to the United States without any worries?

She doesn't know.

"Dangdangdang", three doors sounded.

The slender figure trembled. Looking back, who would knock on the door this morning? Few people knew that she was here, so she was looking for Huo Siran? Is she going to open it?

The eyelashes hung unnaturally and wanted to avoid them, but the door kept ringing. Lin Yitong sighed, got up, and went to see.

——In the cat's eyes, she just glanced at her and was shaken and stiff. But no matter how good this person was, she was a familiar person, and her hands had already covered the doorknob.

But I suddenly remembered that Hosran said, no matter who knocks on the door, don’t open it easily before asking clearly.

She became wary and said coldly: "He is not here. Who are you looking for?"

The person outside the door was in a stalemate.

Shocked, followed by ecstasy, and said in a trembling voice: "Yitong?"

"Are you Yitong? Are you inside?"

Lin Yitong laughed at herself, and now she was sure that the familiar people could not forge it. Since they had already named them, he knew that he was back, and she was no longer pretentious. Even if she didn't like it or welcome it, she still opened the door gently.

Outside the door, Lu Qing stood in front of him in casual military uniform and saw the face that had been away for four years.

She is thin and cold, and is completely different from the little girl four years ago.

His hands were raised froze, and he tried to smirk, calling her like he was afraid of scaring her: "Yitong."

The soft little woman nodded gently, opened the door politely, and smiled like a faint film, calling him: "Teacher Lu."

With three words, he was sent to the cold palace.
To be continued...