Deep in the night knowing the snow

The raindrops fell on the ground as finely as strings, the wind blew the branches and leaves rustling, Mu Tangfeng stood under the eaves for a while, and saw that the rich gate in the yard was opened, and Yinxuan was holding a dark umbrella , holding a few bright red clothes in her arms.

With white hair sticking to the side of his face, Yinxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he walked up to him, and the bamboo bone umbrella fell lightly on the ground, swinging twice on the blue brick.

"Tangtang, I don't know what kind of clothes you like... so I brought everything you can wear."

Mu Tangfeng took a look, "Go ahead."

The wedding clothes are all men's styles. The vermilion cloth is embroidered with golden patterns of a hundred birds facing the phoenix, and there are also flounder and mandarin ducks.Mu Tangfeng randomly picked out a dress from a hundred birds facing the phoenix, and gave the other to Yinxuan.

There was the patter of rain outside, and the incense was burning in the room, giving off a cool air.

Yinxuan touched the wedding dress in his arms, carefully treating it like a treasure, with a little unspeakable loneliness in his dark green eyes, he heard the person beside him calling his name again.

"Silver Xuan."

Mu Tangfeng looked at him and said word by word, "These years...thank you for everything you have done for me. I can't repay you. I thought that if I were with you, I would slowly adapt...but it doesn't seem to be true. No, we are like this... it is a kind of harm to each other."

"I... can't treat you wholeheartedly, and I don't want to see you suffer... There are so many men in the world, you will meet someone you like again... You shouldn't spend it on me anymore."

Mu Tangfeng looked down at the pattern on the wedding dress, and said in a very soft voice, "If you have other requests... I will definitely go all out."

It was obviously a very gentle tone, but the words he said were more cruel than each word, as if they turned into needles and pierced his heart one after another.

Yinxuan clenched the Xifu in his arms, and said stubbornly, "I don't want anything else, I just want you."

"I was originally born because of you... If you don't want me... then what's the point of me being in this world?"

"Tangtang, you can't be so cruel...Why can't I? Is it because I'm not good enough?"

Mu Tangfeng, "There's nothing wrong with you, it's my problem, Yinxuan, feelings can't be forced..."

"It doesn't have to be me, have you forgotten? Shen Shuying... Didn't you like him before? It means you can still like others..."

"I don't want to hear it." Yinxuan's fingertips were pale, his dark green eyes looked at Mu Tangfeng, his voice seemed to be suffocated, and he said after a while, "Let's try the Xifu first, let's not talk about this... …OK?"

His tone contained a hint of pleading, and Mu Tangfeng's heart softened, so he complied.

Yinxuan didn't say that he would stay this time, he took the wedding clothes and went out by himself, and went to a guest room next door.

The door was gently closed without a sound, Yinxuan didn't say anything serious to him, and even the movement of closing the door was unspeakably gentle.

Across the wall, Yinxuan stood outside the door. It was raining heavily outside, and the clouds were heavy and oppressive, as if his heart was also covered with gloom.

The branches and leaves of the pear tree in the yard were scattered by the rain, and the yellowed leaves were blown to the ground.

Yinxuan changed into the wedding clothes silently in the guest room, and when he came out, he glanced at the room in the backyard from the corner of his eyes, remembering Mu Tangfeng's abnormal reaction before.

The house was a bit dilapidated, with a thick lock with peeling paint on it, and a barrier outside. Yinxuan's eyes fell on it, the house seemed to be attracting him, and he couldn't help wanting to go there.

He stood at the door and watched for a while, then walked towards the yard.

The barrier shattered in front of him, water splashed from the bluestone floor, and there was a gap on the stone steps. Yinxuan put his hand on the lock, and with a "click", a gap was slightly exposed in the door.

There seemed to be a faint premonition in his heart, Yinxuan put his cold fingertips on the door, as if if he went in, something would never come back.

Yinxuan struggled at the door for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed gently, Zhumen stepped back, and the smell of rotting paper filled the sky.

There is nothing inside, but the walls on all sides are covered with paintings.It seems that there should be thousands of copies layered on top of each other, and each pair is the same person.

He is very familiar with the people above, sometimes with black hair and black eyes, sometimes with silver hair and blue eyes, with deep and sharp features, like a sharp blade that is restrained but reveals its sharpness.

Every expression in the painting is different, some are careless, some are thinking with downcast eyes, some are impatient, and more often they are smiling.

Yinxuan didn't have a good impression of Xie Hanyu, but if he only looked at these paintings, he couldn't help but feel attracted to the people in the paintings. It's not difficult to see how much thought the painters put into them.

The outside wind blew in, and the paintings hanging above shook, and one of the blown ones fell to the ground.

The picture scroll was spread out not far in front of Yinxuan. On it were the only two people. Xie Hanyu looked down at Mu Tangfeng and smiled, holding an ugly red and green money bag in his hand.

The drawing paper on the edge is slightly yellowed, and it seems to be quite old.

Everyone on the set seems to be looking at him. Yinxuan is wearing a wedding dress of a hundred birds and phoenixes, and he feels like a big joke. He looks at the eyes of countless Xie Hanyus in front of him, as if he can feel through the painting. To the deity's contempt for him.

That look seemed to slow him down inch by inch, making him almost ashamed.

These paintings should have been painted by Mu Tangfeng before, but Mu Tangfeng just locked them up and didn't throw them away.

One by one was reflected in front of his eyes, like a blunt knife being sharpened repeatedly on his heart, the pain made his face turn pale instantly.

Can't compare to... He will never compare to Xie Hanyu.

A long phoenix cry came from outside the courtyard, and the overwhelming pressure fell, Yinxuan barely straightened his back, turned around, and looked along the courtyard.

Mu Tangfeng was wearing a bright red wedding dress, which made his figure even more slender. The golden silk border was extremely luxurious, and Hantan's eyes were slightly raised, the bottom of his eyes was clear and shallow, and his whole person was magnificent.

Opposite Mu Tangfeng, the fire phoenix spread its wings in mid-air, and the man exactly like the one in the painting stretched out his hand towards Mu Tangfeng.

Yinxuan's voice was blocked and he was generally unable to speak. His dark green eyes looked at Mu Tangfeng without blinking for a moment, and his gaze was so strong that it was hard not to notice it even halfway through the air.

The emotions in the eyes are complicated, there are some obsession, some bleakness, some sadness, and a little bit of hidden expectation.

Yinxuan wanted to go and take Mu Tangfeng away, so that he would never see Xie Hanyu again, but he froze in place, as if frozen in place, unable to move.

Thousands of paintings shrouded him, making him unable to move. The whole person was like a gray wall, and the expression on his face was shattered inch by inch.

From a short distance away, Mu Tangfeng glanced at him from a distance, ignored Xie Hanyu's extended hand, and jumped onto the fire phoenix.

The fire phoenix soared in the sky and flew towards the sky, the man didn't even look back, Yinxuan's heart was like a tight string, the string was stretched to the extreme, and the whole collapsed.

In the room in the main courtyard, there was still a piece of wet paper on the table, with clear and meaningful characters on it.

: This is not a good match, I hope to meet you again in the future.