The time when Duan Xiang condensed fragrance and eliminated jade loss was still yesterday afternoon.

Although the distance from the Tiankeng to the bottom of the Tibetan dragon river is very long and dangerous, with Li NanFang's skill, he can do it in half a day at most.

But he came out now, and it took him fifteen or six hours.

No one knows what Li Nanfang did or thought during this period of time.

Because even he doesn't know.

Like a drunk, Li NanFang's brain was already broken when he was holding Duan Xiangning to the black hole.

In fact, it's not right to say that the fragment is broken.

It should be that in his mind, there are always two pictures, which are converted back and forth, just like the problem with the projector of the movie, which always plays those two clips over and over.

One is the full moon he saw when he opened his eyes in the morning.

One is Duan Xiangning, with a resolute attitude, grabs Li Mingdu's right hand with both hands and drags it down to the right. It looks like the blood of red summer flowers, which has dyed Li NanFang's whole world red.

And before summer flowers bloom, she called out the words: "you can only be Li Nanfang. It's never been Ye Shen, or any other name! "

Yes.

Li Nanfang now knows that he can only be Li Nanfang, never Ye Shen, or any other name.

In Duan Xiangning's blood splashing on the spot and the full moon suddenly appearing, Li Nanfang shouldered the heavy pressure at the beginning, and then witnessed with his own eyes that huayeshen betrayed him, which led to mental breakdown and lost memory, just like the flood pouring down, quickly filled all the blanks in his mind.

It reminds him of everything that happened.

Yes, he is Li Nanfang.

He recalled that he lost his memory because he met Duan Xiangning.

He recovered the lost memory, also because Duan Xiangning.

Duan Xiangning, a stupid woman who had to fall in love with him under the pressure of his family, who had to surrender to his erotic power and had no resistance, had become something that Li Nan Nan could never forget in his life.

Perhaps, at the moment when her life disappeared, she had already lived in Li NanFang's heart.

Love is the nest.

Li Nanfang can't remember how to climb down the Tiankeng, how to get into the underground river, and how to surface.

He only knew that he had a miserable, infatuated woman in his arms.

No matter how she used to be, how she forced herself to fall in love with him, and why, it didn't matter.

The most important thing for Li Nanfang is that Duan Xiangning doesn't want to implicate him in death.

When a woman is willing to die because she loves a man who has died, she is worthy of her love.

He should have kept her firmly in his heart, remembering the full moon rising slowly in the blood mist until he died.

No matter how distressed Duan Xiangning's death, Li Nanfang will never be in deep pain - that's not what Duan Xiangning wants to see.

Duan Xiangning is willing to die for him, just to live and be happy.

He is happy, she will be happy.

So when Li Nan Nan came up to the water with her in his arms, he saw the fragmentary pieces scattered all over his body by the golden morning sun. He sat there and fell asleep with his mouth slightly hooked.

As he came out of the water, he should throw all his grief into the river and go with the tide.

That's what Duan Xiangning hopes for.

So Li Nanfang bowed his head, and after kissing Duan Xiangning's pale but happy smile, he trampled on the water to the bank and walked quickly to the bank.

He did not disturb the sleep of Duan fragmentary, standing on the top looking around.

He wanted to find a perfect place to bury the woman in his arms.

He didn't want to carry her home.

Because he knew very well that Duan Xiangning was desperate for the land that gave birth to her and raised her.

Perhaps, she would rather sleep in this exotic land for love.

When the golden morning sun completely jumped out of the mountain top in the East, Li Nanfang found the last resting place for Duan Xiangning.

It's a crack in the stone.

The crack is very deep and narrow, and will be able to be put into a person.

It doesn't matter how the crevice, which belongs to the Tibetan dragon mountain range, was formed, and why it has not been used as a nest by wild animals since its formation, but has grown a few yellow flowers inside.

What's more, Li Nanfang thinks Duan Xiangning should like this place very much.

Just like almost all women like flowers.

It is in the middle of summer.

The shady part of the Tibetan dragon mountain is the broadest part of the field, which is 40 kilometers wide. There are dense forests, bushes and wild flowers with unknown names everywhere.

Picking these wild flowers and weaving them into a "sleeping bag" that can bloom Duan Xiangning took Li Nanfang a lot of time.

On the third stroke, he was satisfied with a sigh of relief, shook some sour neck, stood up from the ground, looked back.Duan is awake.

I don't know when I woke up.

Just as Li Nanfang did not disturb her when she came ashore, she did not come to disturb Li Nanfang, who weaves sleeping bags. Instead, she knelt beside Duan Xiangning and arranged her clothes, appearance and disordered hair in silence.

Tears are flowing.

Dripping on Duan Xiangning's pale face.

A drop of water rolled into Duan Xiangning's mouth with a smile. It turned slowly and stopped.

Li Nanfang walked over with her sleeping bag and squatted beside her, looking at Duan Xiangning.

Girls are born with the ability to make up, even if only with the corner and fingers, Duan fragmentary can make Duan Xiangning's face look beautiful and moving.

"She left, very happy."

Duan sporadically stretched out the tip of his tongue, quickly licked the tears in the corner of his mouth and said softly.

Li Nanfang was silent.

Although he was very clear, Duan did not scream or cry after seeing Duan Xiangning's fragrance disappear. Instead, he said that she was very happy because she saw the happy smile on the corner of her mouth. However, Li Nanfang still felt that no matter how happy she died, it was better to live.

Therefore, he was silent for a long time before he said: "if she can live, I will accompany her all my life, let her become the happiest woman in the world."

"I, too, want to be the happiest woman in the world."

Duan sporadically bit his lower lip and looked up at him: "brother-in-law, I have said a word to myself before, many times."

Li Nanfang didn't ask what she said.

Duan sporadically raised his hand and caressed his face: "don't you want to hear it?"

"I already know."

Li Nan shook his head and said with some difficulty, "that's impossible."

"Why not?"

Duan stayed sporadically for a moment. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder. He shook him hard and hissed: "I just want to love you, love you, instead of Xiangning sister! Why not? I, we have been together for so long, you touch me so many times, why not? Why? Speak, speak

The more she asked Li Nanfang to speak, the less he spoke.

Duan fragmentary more said more angry, suddenly a slap in the face, very ruthless in the past.

The sound of slapping is clear.

Duan fragmentary almost used the whole body strength, Li NanFang's left face was swollen.

Under the five clear palm marks, there is blood flowing from the corner of the mouth.

Duan is in a state of fragmentary stupidity.

She was only angry that Li nan'nan didn't accept her, and that she was out of his mind.

But she had never thought of hurting her brother-in-law.

Stupefied for a moment, the whole body shivering Duan fragmentary, holding Li NanFang's face in both hands, asked in a hoarse voice: "you, why don't you hide? Why don't you hide? "

Li Nanfang wanted to say that she would slap him again.

The heavier, the better.

Only when he was slapped in the face by Duan's family, could he feel a little relieved from the pain of jade loss.

But now he doesn't want to talk.

As he didn't want to tell Duan fragmentary, he had recovered his memory.

He knew he had a lot of trouble and a lot of women.

Especially those women who are high above the world, it's easy to play with the little purity of death.

What's more, Li Nanfang is now vaguely aware that his future is uncertain.

If you know that there are so many troubles around him, but also accept the love of little pure, then he is selfish, irresponsible, and I am sorry for Duan Xiangning.

Sometimes it's a good thing.

Unfortunately, Duan sporadically failed to understand Li NanFang's good intentions.

She was just immersed in the regret of how she could have hit her brother-in-law, so she suddenly bowed her head, put her arms around his neck, and began to kiss him on the mouth.

With her delicate little tongue, she tried to pry Li NanFang's teeth, but failed.

This makes Duan fragmentary more panic, do not know what to do, in order to get brother-in-law's forgiveness.

So, she raised her head, raised her hand and yanked her mouth.

Like crazy.

Just as she was about to hit her face with the second slap, Li Nanfang grabbed her wrist.

Duan fragmentary took advantage of the situation to plunge into his arms and burst into tears: "brother in law, I just want to replace sister Xiangning and love you well. How can you do without me?"

"You are still young."

If you don't want to wait for another two months, I'll be lucky if you don't like it. Xiangning is dead. I don't want to suffer from this again. "

"Brother in law, are you afraid that after accepting me, I will be envied?"

Duan sporadically raised his head from his arms, tears were still flowing.

Oh.Girls are all made of water.

Whether it's pretending to be wild, or pretending to be strong.

Li Nan imitated her action just now, holding her small face in both hands and whispering, "it's time for you to go home."

"What?"

Duan fragmentary a Leng, then realized what, broke his hand, looked back, saw seven or eight people, standing on the edge of the dense forest.

Seeing the gray haired old man, Duan cried out in a few words: "it's Fubo!"

Fubo is the old man beside Duan.

Fubo's status in Duan's family is very special.

In addition to Duan Lao, even the father and son of Duan's second generation could not instruct him at will.

In Duan's fragmentary impression, Fubo never left Duanjia villa and left his grandfather, just like his shadow.

Now, he's here.

Fubo came over quickly, glancing at Duan Xiangning's body and sweeping his face, he said respectfully to Li Nanan: "uncle, the master told me to take the two young ladies back. What do you mean? "

"Xiangning, I don't like to go back to Duan's home."

Looking at the sleeping bag made of flowers, Li Nanfang said slowly, "I think she prefers to stay here."

"Uncle, what if I have to take Miss Xiangning away?"

"After all, Duan's family is where she grew up. Moreover, the fourth young master should also hope that she can go back. "

Li Nanfang frowned, and suddenly asked a question that Feng Ma Niu did not match: "how many people have you come this time?"

Duan sporadic, as well as those around Fubo, do not know why Li Nanfang suddenly asked this question.

Fu's brow fell back quickly.

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