Yunbixue was suddenly held in Xie limo's arms, still in a confused state.

She didn't know what happened to Xie limo. He was always elegant and noble, never so suddenly.

"Snow, answer me."

When the voice with a sigh came from the top of my head again, yunbixue thought and said, "Li Mo, you are very kind to me. I never thought about this question, and I will not think about it. But when you ask, I think, I should not cry, maybe I will leave, find a place where there is no one, and I will not hurt myself."

Xie limo holding cloud blue snow, listening to her words, only feel the heartache, pain.

So holding yunbixue's hand, he began to exert himself, but his face became more and more heavy unconsciously.

He has read the letters of his ancestors. Although they are written thousands of years ago, they are handed down from generation to generation, even after thousands of years.

He knew that his ancestor's name was Xie Yuqing, and he knew that the people he loved were all dressed in red.

He knew that Huahai was restored by his ancestors later, because the woman he loved was burned with fire, which was recorded in the letter.

Just these points, Xie limo had to believe something.

After all, yunbixue doesn't know the name of her ancestors and doesn't know the past. If she can dream, what does it mean?

Some answers are self-evident, but he wants to deceive himself.

No matter whether there is a past life or not, Xie limo does not dare to think, if he has really hurt ah Xue, what will happen?

As soon as he has this idea, Xie Li Mo's heart is stinging. He just wants to hide Yunbi snow in his heart.

No wonder, in those dreams, she would haunt herself every night, constantly asking if she would leave.

It turned out to be affected by these factors.

He's not sure what happened to his ancestors, or what happened to his feelings at that time. But just listening to Yun bixue's narration, he can't accept it.

He thought that the ancestor was not him, and he would never hurt the people he loved.

So he comforted himself by thinking that it was just a dream, maybe illusory, imaginary, not real.

The cloud Bi snow is hugged by Xie Li Mo too hard, some ache, her unconscious dull voice.

Xie limo then flustered lets go of her, "how?"

Cloud Bi snow to Xie Li Mo gentle smile, "is you hold too tight, I haven't had enough food."

Yunbixue's coquetry tone makes the rigid atmosphere better. Xie limo is relieved. They are fine now. There's no need to worry about those untrue things.

"Well, keep eating and eat more."

Xie limo continued to serve yunbixue dishes with warmth and elegance.

"Yes, Li Mo, what's the name of your ancestor?"

Xie Li Mo Dun next, opening a way: "Xie Yu Qing." He knew nothing about any questions his wife wanted to ask.

Yunbixue opened her mouth, "ah, did I dream about your ancestors?"

Xie Li Mo sighed in his heart and said: "maybe it is!"

Looking at Xie limo's face is not very good, yunbixue put a piece of meat into his mouth, "Oh, the dream is a dream after all, we just cherish the present, or it's not trouble!"

Xie limo chews the meat in his mouth, just like chewing honey, his heart is sweet. His a Xue is always so intelligent and understanding.