half smoke yarn

That night.

There is a cool breeze, and the soft moonlight shines through the dense leaves.The man was dressed in Tsing Yi, and his hair was tied with a silver satin.With his hands behind his back, he looked at the pond next to the pavilion, the lotus leaves were shaking, and the lotus flowers were pouring out their fragrance.The expression on the man's handsome face was indifferent.He stood there motionless.

At this time, a silver-haired man approached gently, his eyes fixed on the pond where the man was staring.

"What's the matter?" the man in Tsing Yi said.

"The moonlight is very good," said the man with silver-white hair.

"I want to be alone."

"Do you still remember the first time we met?" The silver-haired man seemed to be talking to himself, and he didn't give up because of that sentence.

"It's been a few years, and I've forgotten it, Yuu, how old were you then?" The moonlight shines on the handsome face with nostalgia.

"At that time, I was dressed in white clothes, to be precise, it should be red clothes. The blood-soaked clothes wrapped around my almost broken body. At that time, you walked by me and said in your mouth, 'this man Why are you so sloppy, you don’t wash your clothes when they’re dirty.” That voice was indifferent, like Shura in hell. I thought, if I wasn’t seriously injured, I would definitely make you lose your words because of this sentence, but At that time, I was even weaker than the life of an ant."

"What I didn't expect was that you folded back and brought a set of pure white robes and some healing medicines, and those medicines were so precious at first glance. Do you remember what you said at that time? "The silver-haired man looked at the man in black and asked.

"I'm afraid that seeing dead people will dirty my eyes." The man in Tsing Yi said.

"Yes, it sounds very harsh, but while you were talking, you opened my wound and applied medicine, and healed me."

"Yu, maybe what you do is a good thing, but sometimes the way is not so correct."

"What do you want to say?" The man in Tsing Yi turned around and looked at the phantom in front of him. This enigmatic man would disappear for a few days every month, and after a few days he would come back covered in scars. Don't think he doesn't know anything. , and he always wears a black ribbon embroidered with orchids, it seems that the ribbon is very old.He once said, "My Mufeng Villa is not so poor that I can't even buy you something to tie your hair." At that time, he just smiled and didn't answer.

"Don't you understand?" The silver-haired man chuckled, turned and left the pavilion, disappearing into the night.

There is a kind of love, the deeper the love, the more it hurts, the more it cares, the more it ignores, the ultimate love is also accompanied by extreme harm.It's just that people who are deeply in the vortex of love can't see clearly.

After Phantom left the pond, he returned to his room, changed a blue blouse, the black ribbon fell off, and his silver hair fell down like a waterfall. He lowered his head to pick up the ribbon, his face The expression on the face became very gentle.Then he started to change into black night clothes, and wrapped his long silver-white hair in a black turban. He will disappear for a few more days, Yu, I hope you are all well in these days.

Phantom is gone again.

Su Zuiyou thought about Mirage's words, but still didn't understand.

Therefore, no matter how exquisite and transparent a person is, he is nothing but a fool in front of love.If you don't understand it now, you will understand it after suffering the pain. But at that time, Su Zuiyou and Mu Fengyan, do you have a chance to love again?