Chapter 526

Time flies by, and most of the volumes are almost finished. When she suddenly remembers what Feng Hao said, her mind is not focused for a short time. She shakes her head hard, and her eyes return to the volume.

She seems to be used to this kind of life.

Just as canghaiyuan was absorbed in her eyes, Moyu, dressed in black robes, quietly walked into qiyegong, as if for fear of disturbing her.

"What's the matter?" Canghaiyuan looks up.

Mo Yu stroked his forehead: "nothing."

"Tired?" Canghaiyuan put down the book and came to him.

"Well." Mo Yu answered softly.

Canghaiyuan sat at the head of the bed and said with a smile, "if you're tired, go to sleep."

Mo Yu is really tired, he admits this fact.

Seeing Mo Yu lying down, Canghai yuan moved his head to his knees and said with a smile, "good night."

Mo Yu Leng for a while, just closed his eyes.

Hearing Mo Yu'an's steady breathing, canghaiyuan reached out and pulled away several strands of long hair on his cheek, staring at his long eyelashes, his cold hand holding her warm hand. Canghaiyuan wants Mo Yu to relax even for a while. She doesn't want to see him so tired.

Canghaiyuan can't be separated from him. It's like fish can't live without rivers. Canghaiyuan dropped her head and fell asleep with Moyu.

It was a spring full of crabapple and intoxicating. If she had a chance, she would rather return to the fragrance of flowers.

When she was seven years old, canghaiyuan sat alone on the cliff of Yinhua cliff. No matter how the wind blows, she seems to be fixed on the cliff. She looks like a picture and looks at the distance quietly. At that time, there was no Mo Yu, no chunxipo to her meticulous, only her alone.

On the other side of Yinhua mountain is a gorgeous forest of begonias. Pink, like clouds falling from the horizon, covers the green color of the mountain. Although it is tens of miles away, it can also smell the fragrance of Qinren.

The Begonia forest at night is a quiet blue, blending with the night.

The east wind is curling, the sun is shining, the mist is empty, and the moon is turning.

I'm afraid the flowers will go to sleep in the deep night, so I'll burn the candle to light my red makeup.

At that time, canghaiyuan's life was very flat, very flat, without any ups and downs. Everything was arranged by chunxipo, and she couldn't do much. There are few people in the school that she is familiar with, because she likes to be alone. She often makes mistakes, even the most simple things are not good, so the master does not like her, bright talent, but seems to be deliberately wrong, let him pay attention to her.

What makes canghaiyuan unforgettable is the bright red thirty-five board.

On her seventh birthday, canghaiyuan found a bag of tea in her master's study. Master is so tired every day, canghaiyuan can't help, so she has to do something to reward her. So she made a pot of tea with that bag of tea. It tasted very fragrant, even more fragrant than Begonia.

However, when the master took the cup of tea, he showed an angry expression on his face. He ordered canghaiyuan to be dragged out and the skin on her back was bloody.

He said it was the most important thing for him. The sticks fell one after another, waking everyone up. They stepped forward to stop, but the master was not moved.

She didn't shout, and her eyebrows didn't wrinkle. She just silently suffered from the pain of skin and flesh splitting. When she looked up, she saw master's indifferent face. Thirty five big board, more ruthless than Mo Yun's means, she is almost dying, counting every stroke of the stick on her back in her heart, she can't hate him.

More colorful blood than Begonia blooms on her robe, and she can still smell the fragrance of Begonia in the distance. Later, she no longer liked Begonia, but white lotus.

Begonia in full bloom on Yinhua mountain, until the spring of next year, no more petals.

She asked too cold see, why the Begonia flower does not open.

Cold see just smile answer, should be from the root of all withered, how can bloom again.

Since then, canghaiyuan no longer sits on the cliff of Yinhua cliff, overlooking the other side of Yinhua mountain, because there are only green bamboo forests left.

Canghaiyuan suddenly wakes up with a cold sweat on her palm. Gasping for breath, trying to dispel the nightmare that haunted me. Don't let her remember those things any more, they are all in the past!

In a flash, she was surrounded by strong arms, cold hands stroking her hair: "have you had a nightmare?"

Canghaiyuan smiles and shakes his head: "it's not."

"It's obvious." Mo Yu pressed her shoulder, and there was a gentle smile in her black eyes.

Canghaiyuan was silent and her smile disappeared from her face. The slender eyelashes cast shadows on the eyelids, the lower lip clenches, the willow eyebrows wrinkle tightly, and both clench tightly.

Mo Yu has never seen her this kind of facial expression, a time unexpectedly some disorderly feet, can only quietly look at her.

"Husband, I have sand in my eyes. May I borrow your arms?"

As soon as the voice fell, canghaiyuan rushed into Moyu's arms, close to his chest, and whispered sobs into Moyu's ears.

She was finally willing to rely on him. She was finally willing to take off the mask of disguise and face him with real emotion.

From the past life to this life, he waited too long, too long, so long that he was about to forget.

The woman in her arms is like a deer shot in the leg by an arrow. She can't run and her frightened eyes are forgotten.

Tears soon wet Mo Yu's robes.

"That's right." Mo Yu rubbed her long hair.

In this way, fall into his arms and seek his comfort.

"Go do what you want to do," Mo Yu chuckled. "It's enough that you don't regret yourself."

"I heard from Feng Hao."

Hearing the man's gentle words, canghaiyuan wiped away his tears and hugged him: "how do you suddenly say this?"

"I haven't seen them for a long time. Please say hello for me." Mo Yu takes her hand away from her body.

As soon as I got up, I was caught by canghaiyuan. Behind me was a low voice: "Moyu."

Mo Yu kisses her forehead and says with a smile, "have a good rest. I'll let Chu Xuan go with you tomorrow."

Canghaiyuan clenched his sleeve: "aren't you angry?"

"What's the point? My husband can hold a boat in his belly. " Mo Yu picks her eyebrows.

“……”

"Won't you let me go?" Mo Yu broke off her fingers.

"No, not even death!" Canghaiyuan is crazy. There is something wrong with Moyu today! What do you say to let her go to Yinhua mountain suddenly? What do you say to help him say hello to them? If he wants to say hello, why don't he just go by himself?

"Hey, how lonely are you?" Mo Yu can't help her forehead.

"Lonely, you big head! I'm afraid that your space is empty, so... Don't think about it! I am pure Canghaiyuan really doesn't understand how Mo Yu lived to the present.

"It's so understanding. My husband is really empty. How about a lady to accompany me?" Moyu chuckles, and her seductive tone is beyond the control of canghaiyuan. Where did Moyu learn these things from?

"... so good." Canghaiyuan convulsed all over.