V5.Chapter 31

Not all long-term reunion means good.

Some meetings are more cruel than long absence.

The room in the hotel is very quiet.

Wang Yuetong stands in the living room, in the dark environment, her eyes are as cool as water, looking at Li Tianlan quietly.

Delicate short hair is soft and neat, some enchanting facial features are slightly powdered, the white professional suit is clean and elegant, and the slim high-heeled shoes are very modest. Standing on the soft carpet, her figure is very straight. The once green and lively seem to disappear gradually on her body. She has been moistened by Li Tianlan and experienced in Tiannan, which represents the East emperor's Hall walking in Zhongzhou, Once the little princess gradually matured, the little princess became a little woman.

Charming, elegant, cool, reserved and dignified.

She quietly looked at Li Tianlan, cool as water of the line of sight become gentle, gentle some strange.

At this moment, Li Tianlan's mind is all about Wang Yuetong.

The rich and colorful pictures are shining with different emotions.

From the first time we met, to the long time we meet again.

For a short and seemingly long time, he raised his hand.

Wang Yuetong opened his mouth.

Her voice was quiet and soft.

Her smile is impeccable and almost dazzling.

But her words are like a blade, cruel separation of the distance, the two ends of the living room, with her voice, a moment distant as across the horizon.

"Your Highness."

"Long time no see," she said softly

Li Tianlan's mouth moved.

His figure was extremely rigid. In the silence, he grasped his palm and put it back on the table.

"Young Lord, I'll go back first."

The field sighed and stood up in a calm voice.

Li Tianlan nodded.

Field to the door, passing by Wang Yuetong side, she looked at the beginning of some surprise, but now some at a loss Huangfu Qiushui.

Huangfu's eyes blinked. He retreated a little, and then slipped back to his bedroom.

In the quiet almost suffocating environment, Li Tianlan finally moved.

He pulled back the chair beside him and said hoarsely, "sit down."

Wang Yuetong came over gently, her every move with a kind of perfection cultivated from small to large, graceful, as if she was born with reserve and nobility.

Li Tianlan looked at her quietly and said softly, "when did you come to Beihai?"

"Your Highness is wrong."

Wang Yuetong did not sit beside Li Tianlan, but sat opposite him. She was smiling, but her eyes trembled: "Beihai is my home. I'm here to go home. I came back last night. "

"Yes, go home..."

Li Tianlan muttered to himself.

"Go ahead."

Wang Yuetong looked at him, gentle and strange.

Li Tianlan lit a cigarette. In the smoke, his silence seemed endless.

"Say your terms."

Wang Yuetong said softly, "if you stay here for one night, it proves that you can talk about it. We really want to hear your Highness's terms."

"Conditions?"

Li Tianlan took a look at her.

His voice was quiet, too.

The peace of the two sides merged into a complex, a love affair, and a reluctance to give up.

Finally, in silence, it becomes a kind of emotion called unfeeling.

"Beihai may not be able to give you what you want."

Wang Yuetong said quietly.

Li Tianlan laughed at himself.

Of course, he has conditions.

But he never thought that this condition would come out in front of Wang Yuetong.

The cigarette burned out slowly.

The sound of wind and rain filled the world.

The chill of Beihai early autumn seems to diffuse through the window, cold and despairing.

Li Tianlan slowly put out the cigarette end in the ashtray.

"Hand over the heads of all demon legions, hand over the remaining six famous swords of Beihai province. Beihai Legion must publicly apologize to the snow dance Legion."

He still has many conditions.

But these are the three most important.

Wang Yuetong listens quietly.

Her eyes became more and more gentle, with a faint wave of light.

"Is there no room?"

She looked at Li Tianlan and asked in a soft voice.

Li Tianlan did not hesitate, he slowly shook his head, very slowly, but very firmly: "No."

"Beihai will not agree to your terms, which is beyond the bottom line of our compromise."

Wang Yuetong's voice calmed down, calm without indifference, there is no gentleness.

Li Tianlan nodded, eh.

It's a light negotiation.

Get along with each other.

The beginning of the light.

The end of the light.

It's all over.

Including feelings, including entanglement, including negotiation.

Wang Yuetong stood up. She didn't fight for anything and didn't want to say anything more.

Li Tianlan made an offer.

Wang Yuetong made a refusal.

be it so.

"I'm going."

She whispered.

Li Tianlan stretched out her hand.

Wang Yuetong's delicate body about to turn around suddenly trembles.

In the silence, her delicate palm was held by Li Tianlan's hand, very tight.

Wang Yuetong didn't turn around.

Li Tianlan did not speak.

Wang Yuetong smiles, with trembling breathing, all her persistence seems to feel the instant collapse of Li Tianlan's temperature.

Tears trickled down.

Her palms pressed slowly.

She once again thought of the end of spring more than three years ago, when people came and went in the square of sky college, and the meeting was calm and fatalistic.

It seems that since then, she has been close to him, walking to his side, into his world.

He refused again and again, resisted, extremely cold, even indifferent.

Wang Yuetong didn't think about anything.

She's really sure she's in love with this man.

So regardless of position, regardless of opposition, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of harm.

She is so brave, again and again to rush up, even if black and blue, are not looking back.

Now.

In the rainy Tongtian harbor, when the chill of early autumn swept Beihai, in front of Li Tianlan, she turned away for the first time.

Li Tianlan took her hand.

Tears seem endless.

Until this moment, Wang Yuetong realized that when she was detained, the pain in her heart would be even more painful than her active approach.

Behind the silence has been continuing, like ten thousand years unchanged, just like Li Tianlan holding her hand, not loose.

His grip is so powerful that he seems to be able to resist everything.

Wang Yuetong clenched his lips tightly and raised his other hand to wipe his tears.

Her voice was extremely calm: "Your Highness, respect yourself."

"You are mine."

Li Tianlan's voice remembered behind him, hoarse and firm: "it belongs to me. You are mine

Wang Yuetong cried and laughed soundlessly.

Li Tianlan didn't say I love you.

This man, even in the last time, is also so overbearing.

He said he belonged to him, only to him.

Her palm is exerting gradually, as if want to draw out from Li Tianlan's hand.

"I belong to the North Sea."

Her voice trembled slightly.

Nearly two months.

She is in Tiannan.

He's in Eastern Europe.

There was no conflict, no quarrel, and no phone call between them.

Before leaving, she was still lying in his arms, calling him a good husband and brother.

See you again. She calls him his highness.

She belongs to Li Tianlan, or she belongs to Guo.

But now she belongs to the North Sea.

"Your Highness..."

Wang Yuetong said softly, "let's break up."

"You're mine!"

Li Tianlan suddenly raised his voice, his palm suddenly forced, and pulled Wang Yuetong to his arms.

The familiar fragrance comes.

Li Tianlan's face is a little ferocious. She holds down Wang Yuetong's short hair, and her mouth directly covers her beautiful lips.

Wang Yuetong struggles hard, one of her hands is beating Li Tianlan's back, the other hand is holding Li Tianlan's neck tightly.

The tender lilac caters to his wildness, while the white teeth bite Li Tianlan's lips.

Tears flowed down silently.

Li Tianlan's lips were bitten with blood.

Blood and tears mixed together, salty.

I do not know when, the two people have been tightly held together, all forced to camouflage out of reserve completely smashed, patting Li Tianlan's back small hand hook Li Tianlan's neck.

There was a flush on her beautiful face. In the dark hall, it was the most gorgeous color.

It's fleeting.

Wang Yuetong breaks away from Li Tianlan.

She sat on Li Tianlan's leg, almost suffocating after a long kiss, her breath disorder, subconsciously gently biting Li Tianlan's neck.

Li Tianlan holds her tightly, more and more tightly.

"I belong to Beihai, fool..."

In her gasping, she cried out: "I'm the little princess of Wang family in Beihai. I'm the little princess of Dibing mountain. I've lived there since I grew up. Do you know? I remember every Palace on the Dibing mountain. I remember everyone of Wang family in Beihai. I went to Xiaoxiong terrace. I remember nearly a thousand names on Xiaoxiong stone. I remember their stories. It was the holy land of Wang family in Beihai. It was the holy land of eight powerful families in Beihai province. It was also the Holy Land in my heart. Do you know who they were? Those are all my elders. They are the elders of all the big eight families. You have to go to the stage, you have to kill the demon Legion... "

"I won't agree. How can I agree? I'd rather you killed me than agree, you fool."

She hugged Li Tianlan and cried loudly. Her excited mood gradually became low. Li Tianlan just hugged her tightly and didn't speak.

"I should have thought about this day, but no matter how I prepare, I'm not willing to..."

Wang Yuetong whispered: "we..."

She raised her red, swollen and watery eyes.

Her delicate body is sitting on Li Tianlan's leg and shaking constantly.

She pursed her red lips and bit her white teeth together. She seemed to have exhausted all her strength: "Li Tianlan..."

She formally called Li Tianlan's name: "let's break up."

From Li Tianlan's body down, she firmly broke away from the embrace of Li Tianlan.

At that moment, the whole world seems to have entered the cold winter, ice and snow, without any warmth.

She tried to stand up straight and tidy up her wrinkled clothes: "I'm waiting for you in Dibing mountain, waiting for you to kill me."

The whole soul seemed to shake for a moment.

Li Tianlan grabs Wang Yuetong's palm again.

He stood up whole.

Wang Yuetong's body trembled, and he couldn't help jumping into Li Tianlan's arms and crying: "let me go, don't pull me, let me go..."

Li Tianlan stood there without expression, letting Wang Yuetong's other hand beat his chest hard. He took her hand and drew her body closer and closer.

Wang Yuetong seems to be tired. She grabs Li Tianlan's collar with her tender white hand and sobs.

Li Tianlan just looked at her and said nothing.

Exhausted Wang Yuetong leans on Li Tianlan and sniffs his breath greedily.

She took Li Tianlan's collar and put it down slowly. She put her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.

The sky is still gloomy.

a furious storm.

In the dark indoor environment, Wang Yuetong's small face is buried in Li Tianlan's arms, choking and whispering: "I want it."

The simple three words are like a wildfire, burning all of Li Tianlan's reason in an instant.

Without any hesitation, he bent down and put Wang Yuetong on the coffee table in front of him.

Wang Yuetong shakes his head desperately and points to the bedroom.

Li Tianlan's eyes were red, and he rushed to her with her in his arms, just like holding a light doll.

The door of the bedroom was kicked open with a very rude kick.

White sheets, white walls, white curtains, white furniture, clean.

Sitting on the bed, the white dress is clean.

The startled Huangfu Qiushui suddenly stands up and looks at Li Tianlan and Wang Yuetong, a little confused.

No one paid attention to Huangfu Qiushui.

At this moment, Li Tianlan only has Wang Yuetong in his eyes.

Wang Yuetong has only Li Tianlan in his eyes.

The cold early autumn blooms warm spring, a beautiful.

The wind and rain beat the whole Tongtian harbor.

The clear water is all over the secluded valley.

There are Orioles in the valley, and the moving songs surround the whole world. The delicate and graceful, clear and sweet, dreamlike rivers and mountains change their shapes in the supreme will, and the soft skylight exudes intoxicating whiteness.

Time goes by.

indulge in pleasures without stop.

No grudge, no position.

It's fairyland, it's paradise.

In the morning or at noon, the sky is always gloomy.

It's still raining.

Wang Yuetong sat in front of the dresser beside the bed and arranged her short hair.

Her mood completely calmed down, without the previous wild and delicate, became calm and gentle, reserved and noble.

"I'm going."

She was as crisp as a oriole, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Li Tianlan raised his hand, as if to grasp something.

In the silence, his raised hand slowly lowered.

There seems to be an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Wang Yuetong arranged her clothes and looked at the corner of the wall. Her ruddy face flashed unnaturally. She said calmly: "shall we go together?"

Huangfu Qiushui curls up in the corner. Her cold and charming face is as red as a drop of blood. Her slender legs are close together and tremble gently. Her disordered breathing drives her plump chest to rise and fall gently. She seems to be completely immersed in her own world. Hearing Wang Yuetong's voice, she slowly raises her head and looks at Wang Yuetong, With a layer of hazy Mei Yi eyes full of incredible look.

Wang Yuetong coughs and walks to Huangfu Qiushui with high heels.

The thin heel on the carpet, light floating, soft, like walking in the cloud.

She extended her hand to Huangfu Qiushui.

Huangfu shook his head, and his face became scarlet. Her legs seemed to be softer than Wang Yuetong, and she had no strength.

No one knows what happened to the 17-year-old warrior this morning.

Wang Yuetong seems to be a little shameless and his eyes are wandering.

For the first time, there was a touch of embarrassment in Li Tianlan's eyes.

He wanted a suite, more than one bedroom, but he and Wang Yuetong just broke into Huangfu Qiushui's bedroom.

No reason.

Because it's near.

It's because it's close and convenient enough.

But he and Wang Yuetong in this almost pure white room, no one noticed the same white skirt Huangfu Qiushui.

What's more strange is that Huangfu hasn't gone yet. She sat in the corner and witnessed everything from beginning to end.

He lit a cigarette silently, took a deep breath, looked at Huangfu's autumn water, and said faintly, "you go."

Huangfu Qiushui looks at Li Tianlan.

Her eyes were dazed and confused. The previous coldness had completely disappeared, and her eyes were full of strange emotions.

Not long ago, in this room, she witnessed Li Tianlan's power in another field.

In that state, Li Tianlan is completely like a lion, while Yuetong's sister Bai Bainen is like a little Aries who has no ability to resist. The little Aries is constantly gnawed, struggling, resisting, begging for mercy and flattering by the lions. No matter what way, she can't resist the lion's strength. The most real scenes are impacting her heart without any cover. I don't know why, At that moment, all that Huangfu's imagination in Qiushui's mind was the appearance of Li Tianlan on Hualou mountain with a sword of thirteen towers.

This man... This man

She couldn't describe her inner feelings. At one moment, she felt that she had become Yuetong sister, the little white sheep, shivering under the lion's claws.

She lowered her head slowly, her legs were still weak, her face turned red, shook her head, and said in a small voice, "I'll go back myself... I want to take a bath..."

Wang Yuetong's face turned slightly red and looked at Li Tianlan.

Li Tianlan quietly looked at the smoke in front of her eyes.

There will be no more accidents.

Out of this door, those who should go will go, those who should move forward will continue to move forward.

Wang Yuetong went into the bathroom to wash his face and said in a soft voice, "I'm gone."

Li Tianlan stood up and sent Wang Yuetong out of the suite and into the elevator.

In the unspeakable silence, they stood close together.

They used to be close.

I was close just now.

But at this moment, the very close distance is like a gap, completely isolating the two people.

Rain and wind are still falling in the hotel.

The owner of the hotel stood respectfully in the hall, not knowing how long he had been standing.

See Wang Yuetong out, he trotted to the front desk, took an umbrella, seems to give Wang Yuetong umbrella in person.

Wang Yuetong shakes his head, reaches for his umbrella and says thank you.

You don't need an umbrella at all.

Falling in the wind and rain, in front of the door of the hotel, a pure black Rolls Royce quietly stops there, two rows of bodyguards dressed in black quietly stand there, like two rows of motionless statues, which spread to the rain.

Wang Yuetong stands in front of the door, holding an umbrella, quietly looking at the wind and rain outside the window.

No matter whether it is sweet or not, we always leave after that.

Li Tianlan is still silent.

"I love Beihai."

Wang Yuetong whispered. She turned to look at Li Tianlan. There seemed to be a thousand words in her blurred and charming eyes.

Li Tianlan looked at her and said nothing.

"Just as I love you."

Two people stand face to face, each other can feel each other with their own breath.

Wang Yuetong's palm tightly clenched into a small fist, she looked at Li Tianlan, as if waiting for something.

Li Tianlan did nothing but look at her seriously.

"Will you go to Dibing mountain?"

Wang Yuetong looks at him deeply and seems to want to carve Li Tianlan into his eyes.

"Yes."

Li Tianlan's voice is dry, but there is no hesitation.

"Good."

Wang Yuetong laughed: "I'll wait for you on the mountain."

She reached out and touched Li Tianlan's face: "I love this place. I have something I want to stick to, just like you. Your highness, I believe you will go to the god soldier mountain, I believe you will see me... "

"If we meet again, we will be the enemy."

She looked at Li Tianlan, eyes affectionate as if can accommodate the whole Beihai: "so... Don't be merciful, either kill me, or I kill you..."

Li Tianlan closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

"Do you have anything to tell me?"

Wang Yuetong asked softly.

Her eyes were just looking forward.

Li Tianlan took a look at her. After a long and short look, he shook his head.

Wang Yue Tong said.

Her palm left Li Tianlan's face.

Her eyes returned to reserve.

She turned and went to the Rolls Royce.

The door opened slowly.

Wang Yuetong stood in front of the car door and slowly turned back.

Li Tianlan in the line of sight is standing there, expressionless and quiet.

Wang Yuetong went into the car.

Rolls Royce starts slowly.

When the huge motorcade was about to leave the hotel, Wang Yuetong suddenly said, "stop."

The vehicle stops and the door opens.

Wang Yuetong pushed open the door, across the wind and rain, looking back at the hotel again.

Li Tianlan is still standing in front of the hotel.

He didn't move, but he didn't want to stay.

Under the wind and rain, Wang Yuetong almost instantly cried red eyes.

Like no longer nostalgia, she turned to the car.

The motorcade left without stopping.

Li Tianlan quietly looked at all this, until the field came again and stood beside him.

"Little master..."

His voice hesitated: "I think if you don't let her go in the end, she will stay."

After a pause, his voice became clearer: "even if it is to bear everything."

Because in the final parting, her silence, her two turns back, are like waiting for something.

Li Tianlan was silent for a long time, then said in a soft voice: "I know."

He knows, but he can't bear it.

Reluctant to let her bear all the things she should not bear.

Just as Wang Yuetong knows, as long as she opens her mouth, Li Tianlan's steps may also stop at Tongtian port and return to Zhongzhou with all her grievances and grievances.

But she didn't want to.

So he was silent and didn't persuade her to stay.

And she was also silent, did not let him back.

It's all because I can't bear it.

She stayed in the North Sea.

He is a soldier of God.

It's because of their respective positions, but it's obvious that neither side wants the other side to bear any burden or grievance.

So they all respect each other's choice to the greatest extent.

Even if such a choice is heartbreaking.

Li Tianlan doesn't blame Wang Yuetong.

She's still her own woman.

Wang Yuetong doesn't blame Li Tianlan either.

He's still her man.

Wind and rain down, cold autumn like a knife, with the most cruel world, mercilessly split the most tender time.

Li Tianlan turns around slowly.

He doesn't blame the world for not being beautiful.

I only complain about the impermanence of the world.