Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Yimengruge thought he had entered reincarnation.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw the blue tiles and square trees on the beams, so familiar that he thought it was a dream.

He waited for Bai Yan on Huangquan Road for many years, and when he looked at the dead coming and going, what he recalled in his mind were all those days.

And again and again and again and again.

He didn't understand why he was so stupid and cowardly back then.

Obviously, as long as he said it, it would be resolved, but he just missed it time and time again in hesitation.

until everything is irreversible.

That was his sin.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if it’s a dream, he slowly sat up from the bed, looked at the familiar furnishings in the room, looked at the screen with blue and green landscapes, and imagined the days when Ah Yan sat in front of the desk and wrote seriously.

After changing his clothes and tying up his long hair, he pushed open the door.

It was standing on top of a high tower, watching people coming and going under the tower from a distance, dreaming like a song, remembering that whenever tired, Ah Yan and him would come to the top of the tower, drink tea and talk with each other. The most wanton and free time, but in the later life of Ah Yan, brought him the greatest harm.

He spent 300 years guarding his pure kindness and gentleness, but when he needed it most, he pushed him away in the name of love.

Let him resist all criticism and guilt alone, and finally fall into the demons.

Stupid!

"Ruge, are you awake? Didn't you say you're going to sleep for three months?" The gentle voice from next to him made him freeze suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head.

The young man raised his brows and eyes slightly, with a slight smile, his handsome face was extremely beautiful, like the white tea flower in full bloom in front of the head of the sect, without color, it was lighter and more colorful, and his gentle smile was like a slight coolness. Looking at the fine wine, it made him drunk.

If this is a dream...

Yimengruge felt a little astringent in his eyes, and the tears slipped down at that moment.

Whether it was a dream or a demon, he prayed to God not to let him wake up.

……

"That's why you pushed me against the door and kissed me for a long time?" Bai Yan asked calmly.