Say to export, suddenly some faint regret, the young man's eyes can not see, of course, have not seen fireworks.

"Fireworks?" "What is that?" he murmured, a little eager

"Come here, I'll show you." Huang Beiyue called him into the pavilion, "close your eyes."

"Close your eyes and you won't see any more." Said the young man in a flurry.

"Listen to me, shut up." Huang Beiyue's voice softened slightly, coaxing him like a child.

The resistance in the young man's heart gradually disappeared. He listened to her and closed his eyes.

At this time, there was another sound of fireworks. It reverberated in the sky for a long time. The brilliant color of fireworks reflected the sky, and the stars in the sky lost their luster.

People in the distance cheered and screamed.

"There are many colors in the fireworks. When they are in full bloom in the sky, all the colors will bloom together. At that moment, it's like all the beautiful things you can imagine are coming together."

"Color, not visible." He shook his head slightly, and there was darkness in front of him.

"Yes, take your time." Huang Beiyue put his hands on his eyes. "Only the color you can see, isn't it beautiful?"

Bang -

in the sky is the sound of fireworks, bright color reflected on the pale face of the youth.

He raised his hand slightly and murmured, "a lot of colors..."

some colors can only be seen in his heart.

Fireworks flashed across the sky at the same time, the sky slowly floating down a snowflake, just fell in the hands of the young man raised, he was surprised, asked: "what is it?"

Yubeiyue took a look and said with a smile, "it's snowing."

"What color is snow?"

"White."

"Why is there no color?"

Huangbeiyue looked at the sky, dark and high, a few snowflakes floating down from above, in the sky of fireworks, it is easy to be forgotten.

"Because the process of falling from the sky is so long that it doesn't even know what color it is, just like you."

The youth silently holds the snowflake without color. The warmth in the palm slowly melts the snowflake. He says bleakly, "it's gone."

"Yes, fireworks have disappeared. Beautiful things are often short-lived. When fireworks bloom, or snowflakes fall on the earth, they all know that this life is over. "

Huang Beiyue said, took his hand away from his eyes, smiled and looked at him: "you haven't told me, what's your name?"

"Mo..." he said softly, "you?"

His words are simple enough. Yubei Yue said, "you can call me Yue."

Finish saying, Dong Ling is carrying to buy good thing to come over, shout from a distance: "young lady, should go back?"

Mo Lian grabbed her hand and asked anxiously, "where are you going?"

"I'm going home." Huang Beiyue patted him on the shoulder, "Mo, the world is much more complicated than you think, and it's not suitable for you. Where did you come from? Go back. "

She vaguely knew that the young man was not simple, not deeply involved in the world, and extremely powerful. I'm afraid that this kind of person came from a huge force that they could not imagine.

"I want to see you again."

"If you have a chance, you will see it."