It's so far since I've walked in. Should I be able to talk?

Moon night did not understand looking at the front to continue walking, did not intend to stop the ink lotus, a face confused.

Suddenly, Mo Lian's steps stopped for a moment. She thought he was going to speak at last, so she stepped up.

But did not expect, ink lotus just a little pause, then from the end of the bookshelf turned around, from the other side along the way to go out.

On the night of the moon, he was totally stunned. He didn't want to talk to her

From the gap between the books, watching the figure of ink lotus walk slowly, in that not very bright light, his pale face, that strange black Platycodon flower, like some kind of brand, flashed in front of his eyes.

Moon night was unwilling to turn around and try to catch up with him, but the sound of opening and closing the door had been heard for a long time. When she came to the door quickly, Mo Lian had already gone out.

Why did Mingming find her and don't want to talk to her?

When I came to such a large circle, I was full of hope to say a few words to him, but he left without saying a word.

Yan is right. He is such a little bastard!

There is no lack of light in the Guangyao temple. Even in the cold winter and night, you can see the eternal bright light around the Guangyao temple.

Glory and immortality.

Mo Lian walked slowly in the open square in front of the temple of light, silent all the time.

A short time together, floating half inch, for him like a stolen dream.

He can't bear to break the dream.

It can't be broken. If it's broken, it's gone. Then she won't come back. She won't even give him a dream.

The sound of footsteps echoes gently in her ear. It's like she follows him in the library. She will never lose her.

Although he didn't see her, it didn't matter. When he couldn't see anything at first, he didn't know what she looked like.

At that time, they had beautiful and happy memories, but since his eyes could see her, it has been a nightmare.

These eyes are curses.

I'd rather not see her. I know she's very good-looking with my imagination.

I love you, too good, time will know.

On the night of the moon, a man wandered in the library for a while. He was very angry with the ink lotus, so he was depressed for a while. He decided to go to the thousand generations of Donger.

The information Meng Qitian gave her should be what she wanted.

But it's still light at the moment. It's inconvenient to go out. She's ready to deal with all kinds of situations, including a battle with a thousand generations of Donger.

So I decided to go out after dark.

It was dark and windy at night, and it was always the best time for her to do all kinds of things.

Now that she has made up her mind, she will look around in the library. It's a rare chance. She knows that there are many good things in the library of Guangyao hall.

Looking up, his eyes touched the place where Mo Lian stood reading just now. The books he had read were still there.

Suddenly, I was curious. What kind of book would Mo Lian read? In her heart, she always has several impression labels on ink lotus: it's easy to cheat, the strong can't be the enemy, very poor and illiterate.

Can a person who can't see from childhood be very knowledgeable?

Except Braille, of course.

So from the very beginning, when she saw Mo Lian in the library, she was very curious. He came to let the princess of Beiyue come back to Ming Dynasty, but what books would he read?

Go to the shelf and pick up the book he turned over.