She doesn't like him to live with a mask, he is Shen Chang'an, the first son in Kyoto back then, Shen Chang'an, he should live in the sun, not only in this darkness.
Heaven gave birth to him, but he was never fair.
Chongmen Huan felt sorry for him, but he resented him, for so many years, he refused to meet her in person, but as long as she knew that he was still alive in this world, how could she be willing to let him suffer so much outside alone, even if he couldn't share the weal and woe, he would pave the way for him.
She walked over lightly, and slowly crouched down, the wide skirt entangled with his shirt, black and white, and so beautiful.
The beautiful scenery of a good day is always very moving, and her heart is inevitably a little confused, and she has forgotten what she came here for, to ask him what he is going to do next?
Or do you want to ask him, if he rebels, where will she go?
She didn't have time to ask anything, she just wanted to uncover this man's face and look at his eyebrows again.
Even though time has lapsed for so many years, she still remembers the young man's eyebrows, and the person under this mask is her young man Shen Changan!
She was a little nervous, knowing that he might have drunk too much and slept, but she still carefully held her breath before daring to reach out and touch his mask.
Her hand had touched his mask, and after the last time she had undone it, she already knew how to open his mask easily.
With a slight movement of his fingers, she removed the mask from his face.
In the blue waves of the stream, the man's knife-like silhouette is gradually revealed, and every inch of skin and facial features are as delicate as they were back then.
When he was a teenager, Shen Changan was a demon-like person, with a face that everyone and God were angry, but he was always so arrogant and tall that people wanted to beat him.
She always remembered the way he had been in a hurry every time he had made her cry.
It seems that when she cries, his world will be in chaos.
So later, if he made her angry, she pretended to cry, and Shen Changan always had to surrender.
This trick has been tried for many years, and it has always been tried again and again.
It turns out that such a wicked and good-looking boy will be like this when he grows up.
It's really good, the demon is the demon in the end, no matter how wind and rain it is, what grows in the bones is still the mold of the demon.
In such a silent and moving night, she crouched alone beside him, but she smiled like a madman, and she didn't even notice it, this smile was probably the first time in her long time that it came from the heart.
Seeing that he didn't mean to wake up, it was windy in the mountains, and she just wanted you to get up and find a blanket for him, but the person hadn't moved yet, but his wrist was already heavy.
She turned her head in a hurry and saw that the demonic man had opened his eyes, and the narrow and long phoenix had a blurry light in his eyes, looking at her so charmingly and movingly.
Holding her tightly, his voice was slightly drunk and hoarse: "What can you see?"
” Seeing what he meant, he already knew when she came, and she was a little angry: "When did you wake up?"
” He looked at her eyes with a misty drunkenness, and the circle surrounded her into his tenderness, and whispered sultryly, "I haven't slept all this time." ” "I've been waiting for you!"