Every time it was late at night, the pain of longing made his consciousness begin to be unclear.

But people cannot deceive themselves for a lifetime:

"My bedroom is next door. If you need anything, call me."

Sifei said respectfully: "Don't bother the eldest master, I can take good care of the young master."

"It's better."

Sikong Zawano's eyes swept towards Bai Yunchang and walked out.

Listening to his footsteps leaving, Bai Yunshang's tense body relaxed.

Sikong Haoran actually jumped into the lake to pick up chains for her, which was really unexpected. Of course, she would not thank the demon for this.

She didn't want to live anymore, and he would help her like this, but he was selfishly afraid of dying alone!

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Bai Yunshang stood where Sikong Zeye had just stood, looking at the lake outside the window.

There seems to be a smell of Sikong Sawano and the smell of brandy wine...

Her head was swollen and ached. Suddenly, she wanted to drink, so that her brain would be empty and paralyzed, and she would not think about anything.

Through a wall, Sikong Zawano also stood in that position in the bedroom next door.

For some reason, the woman's face always appeared in his mind over and over again.

Her breath continued to overlap with the Baiyunchang in her memory...

He has let hallucinations suppress his pain when longing occurs too many times.

He had a split headache. He looked at the empty wine bottle in his hand and smashed it. He opened the bedroom door and walked to the wine cabinet in the living room.

Suddenly he heard the sound of the door being pulled-

The cold air coming from the pavement made Bai Yunchang feel a little awake.

She raised her face, and the snowflakes fell down, giving a cool touch...

She walked in the snow, with rustling footsteps, and her footprints were printed one by one on the snow-white ground. She didn't know where she was going, so she was walking in the dark night in such a daze.

Snowflakes fell on her hair and shoulders, and every breath that ejected was flying in the air, but she didn't feel cold at all.

Suddenly, she noticed another tall figure projected into the snow.

It's just a shadow, and it can be seen that it is Sikong Sawano.

She frowned, thinking that this was just an illusion of her own. She walked forward, and the shadow followed her forward, and there seemed to be a sound behind her stepping on the snow.

Suddenly she stopped, and the person behind her did not stop in time, and she hit the chest behind her.

A pair of hands held her shoulders tightly.

Her heart leaped wildly again, feeling Sikong Sawano's breath completely surrounded her, with his unique taste and the strong smell of brandy.

Her shoulders were twirled and she was forced to turn around.

So she saw his open lantern.

In such a big winter, he came out wearing only a thin nightgown...

Sikong Zawano's whole body was as hot as fire. He didn't know why he followed him, as if it was a mission that was driving his body, and his body was completely out of control.

Following her, her shadow changed unpredictably and kept becoming Bai Yunchang in his eyes.

He knew that this was just another time when he wanted to fantasize other women into Bai Yunchang...

He wanted to control this hallucination-

Holding her hand slowly let go.

Bai Yunshang felt that his heart was slowly being let go, and after a quick move, he wanted to escape somewhere else.

But suddenly my wrist was caught.

Sikong Zawano found that he couldn't let go: "Your name is An Qila?"

“…”

"Can't speak?"

“…”

"You're nervous." His alcohol squirted on her face and laughed wildly in the darkness. "Your heart beats very fast..."

As he spoke, his hand actually put on her chest.

Bai Yunshang's heart was indeed beating very fast, and she could not stop her heart.

"Raise your face and look at me."

He reached out and raised her chin. In the dark, Bai Yunshang's eyes flashed. Although he looked at him, his eyes were not focused.

Sikong Zawano's heart seemed to be hit. Although he had hallucinated many times, it never happened so long that she felt that she would be so similar.

There is no same appearance, same personality, same taste...

It's an invisible feeling.

It is very delicate, and it becomes a hand that pushes each other forward, tightly entangled together - the same appearance, and after watching it for a long time, he is visually tired; if his personality is the same, his reason will be clearly distinguished; if his taste is the same, he can only maintain that moment.

Only this feeling of involvement will never change.

I am moved by her and heartbroken...

When Bai Yunshang was not expecting anything, her strong arms hugged her horizontally in her arms—

Bai Yunshang's heart was raised to his throat, and subconsciously reached out to hook his neck. All these actions returned to the past, so familiar with them naturally.

Sikong Zawano walked back with her in her arms.

On the snow, there were long footprints that were left by them. The big footprints were his, and the small footprints were hers, and they were intertwined in complexity...

But on the way back, there were only big footprints, falling deep into the ground.

Did he recognize himself? Why did he follow her and why did he hug her?

It's impossible, if he recognized her, he wouldn't have such an attitude...

He was drunk, and he had a fever, and his consciousness was unclear. Or, he was just a very casual man...

Can he fall in love with other women within one year? Has he become interested in his current self again?

Bai Yunchang struggled several times, but he didn't let go. He kept holding her back to the castle before letting her land.

What shocked Bai Yunshang was that he carried her back to his bedroom on the second floor.

The lights turned on, illuminating the interior, so Bai Yunchang saw it-

On the wall, there are many portraits of her, especially in front of the bedside, with a super huge portrait, and flowers.

Sikong Zawano leaned against the head of the bed casually, admiring the painting, and said proudly:

"Is my favorite woman very beautiful?"

Bai Yunshang's pupils widened and he stared at him in surprise.

The feeling of heartbeats appearing again, thump, thump, thump...

"Your clothes are wet." He walked to the closet, and the unpacked wardrobe was filled with women's clothes.

All these clothes are from Bai Yunchang. He never let anyone touch them, and even he rarely touches them himself.

Now, he was willing to pick out one and let her change it?

Even he was surprised by this action...

She handed the white nightgown to Baiyun to admire, but she didn't answer, just wanted to leave. But her feet seemed to have taken root, and the words Sikong Zeye just echoed.

The woman he loves the most... is the woman he loves the most or her?

There was plenty of heating in the bedroom, and Sikong Sawano also stared at her, his eyes a little intoxicated. In fact, he was not drunk and his will was sober.
Chapter completed!