"Brahma star, Ramadan pleases you!"

The sky is dark, and the stars dotted in the night are more and more confused. That sentence is really similar to the late confession separated by two time and space.

Every word struck Dabao's heart and shook unceasingly.

Tears can't be controlled. They seem to have experienced a lot of pain and grievances. Under the erosion of tears, they keep flowing like money.

There are many people around, but at this moment, even Xiaobao has to admit that they are similar and fall into their own world. No one can insert or destroy.

"Ramadan..."

These two words, bite so hard, say so uneasy, night evil in black, no, it should be said that it is Ramadan at the moment. Some can't believe it. They staggered forward and took a step. He is afraid that all this is a dream. He is even more afraid that he can't wake up his Brahman star. He is afraid that she will really forget him and don't remember anything.

But now, it's good. She's calling him. She's calling him.

"Don't you mean Dabao doesn't remember? Why is that? Why? "

Shen Xiaoxiao was very reluctant to see this scene. None of them wanted to contact Dabao during Ramadan. Originally, they thought that if they didn't remember, it was the best refusal. Unexpectedly, not only did the night evil recall all the things about Ramadan, but now even Dabao seems to remember him. How can this be done? How can this be so?

"Some things can't be avoided."

Yan Kuan said this faintly. He didn't want his daughter to have anything to do with the evil of the night, but if it was fate, no matter how they intervened, they would have such a day. Fortunately, the meeting at the moment was under the condition that they were all there, and everything was not impossible.

"If you can't hide, you have to hide. This Ramadan is not a good thing."

"Xiaoxiao, you should remember that even if he loses the world, as long as he doesn't lose Dabao, he will be a unique person in Dabao's eyes, and the most important thing is that we have no right to influence Dabao's decision. Even if we are Dabao's parents or relatives, we have no right to stop it, so it all depends on Dabao's wishes. We are parents, But we can't use children as thread dolls in our hands. "

Yan Kuan's words are very important, but they are very reasonable. Indeed, even if they are parents, they have no right to make decisions for their children. What they can do is to give their children some opinions and avoid some unnecessary life risks. However, similarly, children have the right not to accept and ignore them. They can only know the results by themselves.

Shen Xiaoxiao knows that Yan Kuan's words are true. At the moment, looking at Dabao like that, she can only worry.

People outside didn't know what had happened. They just looked at the strange man in black and said something inexplicable.

"Brahma star, I've been looking for you for a long time!"

Dabao's tears kept coming. Ramadan slowly approached her. His hand gently touched her long black hair. She was still so cute. Even if she was not that face, she felt the same. She was Brahma.

"Ramadan."

Dabao's hand is also gently placed on the hair of Ramadan. He is also different. He is not the same person.

"Brahma star, I've been looking for you for a long time!"

The Milky way is as like as two peas equinox flower, and only repeats this sentence. God knows how long he has found, how long he has been searching for the Brahman, from nine fires to hell, and to the flowers of the Milky way, he has faced thousands on thousands of identical flowers, and he has been afraid and hesitation. How afraid he is not to find the Brahman from the hundreds of millions of flowers? He is no longer in this world. Fortunately, God treated him well. He found it and finally found it.

"Ramadan, I'm not the person you're looking for."

The hand of Ramadan pauses on the head of Brahma, isn't it the man? How could it not be? If not, how can Brahma star call his name?

"Brahma star, you are my Brahma star."

"No, I'm not Brahma star, Brahma star is just my previous life, I'm Dabao, I'm Yan'an, I'm not the person you're looking for."

Yan Kuan blurs the word "previous life" in everyone's ears in time, but he knows that this place is definitely not a place to talk about things. After all, there are too many people here, but he can't suppress these people with fair means,

"This is not the place to talk. Go to the back mountain."

Yan Kuan had to cut in. Ramadan turned and looked at Yan Kuan. This man seemed ordinary, but the pressure from the shop was the same as the silver haired man he had seen in Jiuyou mainland.

But what he said is not unreasonable. This is not the place to speak.

When others see this scene, they naturally know that it may be a problem between two young lovers, so even if they want to see a good play, they can't help asking for their consent.

Dabao's tears still hung on his face, but Ramadan had taken his hand and walked back.

She looked down and clearly wanted to break free, but I don't know why. At this moment, she even had some nostalgia for the cold feeling in his hands. Maybe she will miss this last time, just once again!

"Don't go." Shen Xiaoxiao was held by Xiao Bao as soon as he took a step.

It seems that Xiaobao listened to Yan Kuan's words just now, but he knows better than Yan Kuan. They don't have to underestimate Dabao. Dabao will never be so weak, and Dabao is not a person without ideas. She knows what she is doing. Instead of interfering more, she might as well let Dabao decide for herself.

"Dabao is not Brahma star. She has independent thought and independent mode of thinking. She is not the ancient Brahma star."

That's enough. Even if they are worried, they should not interfere too much.

Shen Xiaoxiao stopped talking. He just looked at the two people's back and thought deeply.

……

"Brahma star, I've been looking for you for a long time."

On the top of the hillside, the moon tonight is particularly bright, people and months are reunited, and this is the heart of Ramadan at the moment.

On the green lawn, the two people sitting together hugging each other look so harmonious and right.

"I'm not Brahma."

"Fool, if you are not Brahma, how can you know who I am?"

Leaning in the arms of Ramadan, this scene has also appeared in her memory many, many times. Now, after doing it again by herself, I found that there was really no difference.

"I'm Dabao, yan'an'an, not Brahma star. I remember all the memories of Brahma star, but I'm still not Brahma star. Brahma star is Wen Jiu of Jiuyou continent. I'm not. I'm a Dabao with independent thoughts in the 21st century. Ramadan, which you can never deny."

Ramadan looked down at the woman who had sat up from his arms. His affectionate eyes were like drowning.

Dabao was at a loss. She started, but Ramadan held her face and said word by word:

"So what? As long as Yan an is happy with me again, everything is enough!"