The light of nothingness of the dragon family

Lu Mingfei was one step behind Yuewu, the morning sun passed by the girl's slender ankles, he quietly looked at Yuewu's brisk steps, a little dazed.

The Yue Wu he had always seen was like a slender flower blooming in the glacier, exuding a slight chill, yet so fragile.But at this moment, Yue Wu in this illusion is like a flower blooming in warm colors, swaying slightly in the wind blowing on his face.

Should this be the original Yue Wu?Without the bondage and coldness of the Yue family, free and bright blooming, like every ordinary girl, possesses the most common and rarest things in this world.

The railings on the side of the road are entangled with dense flower vines, pink flowers are dotted in the messy and vibrant green, a petal slowly falls on the top of Yue Wu's head, Yue Wu slightly raised her head, the petals slid down her cheek, the touch of The pink is like the rouge of a beauty, suddenly blooming a beauty so gentle that it makes people want to cry.

Lu Mingfei paused in his steps, and sighed softly in his heart.

Yue Wu turned around and smiled at him, "Hurry up, I'm going to be late." He suddenly met the girl's clear eyes, his face blushed, and he hurried up.

The golden sunlight melted the path they walked, and the petals sprinkled on the ground turned into a faint pink, and then disappeared without a trace.

Lu Mingfei glanced back, showing a bit of distress.

In the empty classroom, Yue Wu and Lu Mingfei sat in two seats not far apart.Yue Wu listened to the class seriously in his own world, while Lu Mingfei sat there blankly, feeling a little horrified.

There is no vast sky outside the classroom window, only empty white mist.He knew that after they stepped into this classroom, everything they had seen before disappeared, but Yue Wu felt nothing, only he seemed to be watching a mime, watching a solo dancer reciting aloud with rigor on a blank stage. .

He hasn't figured out what to do yet.Should I wake up Yue Wu, she looks so peaceful and happy, let her wake up and face the reality that she is an executioner?If she had to be awakened, how should she be awakened, and what would be the consequences of letting her immerse herself.He put his hands on his head, his mind was in a mess.

Yue Wu on the side glanced at him, smashed a small note, and he unfolded the small ball: Be serious in class.Lu Mingfei sat upright, dumbfounded, facing the empty podium.

Yue Wu looked back in satisfaction, and bit the pen holder.I don't know why, but I always feel that this classmate who has never noticed before has a feeling of being close to her, which seems to be very trustworthy.

She thought for a while, and Lu Mingfei's eyes appeared in front of her eyes.

Deja Vu.

The white curtains were lifted by the wind, the tall girl was dancing a ballet on the clear floor, Caesar was sitting in front of the piano to accompany, the girl's hair color flowed through the texture of red wine in the sun.

A dignified and gentle woman sat on the sofa on one side, she turned her head slightly to listen to Caesar's piano, and a gentle smile appeared on her face somewhat similar to his.

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When Chu Zihang woke up, it was dusk. He sat up and looked at the huge French windows, with fallen leaves passing through his pupils.At the same time, the door was slammed open, and the girl's voice was extremely clear and clear: "I'm back!"

The rough man who was following the girl came in scratching his head: "Zihang, I happened to send the boss to Beijing for business, so I just happened to come and see you, ahaha."

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Yu Hua walked on the shiny floor tiles, the sound of high heels hitting the tiles was solemn and sharp.With a pale face, she walked through the long corridor and opened the door.The boy inside the door raised his head and smiled at her, his regular features were fair and soft.A little smile finally appeared on her indifferent face, which was as warm as the twilight melting.

She approached, sat beside him, rubbed his head, subconsciously glanced at the palm of his hand, um, the blood was washed away.She would wash her hands carefully before going home every day, no matter how much blood she was stained with, she always hoped that he was clean.

The boy hugged her and said softly, "It's been hard work, sister."

"No, it's okay if you get used to it." She hugged him, "Trust me, as long as I'm here, your life will be peaceful and peaceful. You are white and have nothing to do with the underworld."

Her gaze was empty, but suddenly focused on one point.She looked at the flawless face reflected in the mirror in the room, with confusion in her eyes.

Her face... What about the scar on her face, her face was obviously ruined at the age of 16, what's going on?

She looked down at her hands, jade-like hands, without calluses or scars.

She lowered her head in a daze, her brows furrowed.