Hitomi

What a beautiful name, but ended with a tragic ending.

Xu Yan buried the pain in his heart, silently remembering it, and his pupils have been stained with more melancholy since then.

"what!"

Xu Yan woke up from the dream in horror.

"How could I have such a strange dream, and the earrings look familiar."

He got up and lit the fire of the candlestick again, and the warm light illuminated the whole room. When Xu Yan looked into the mirror, he found that the earrings on his ears were exactly the earrings in his dream.

"It's really the same style."

Whether it is the glossiness or the rarity of the material, it is very similar to that earrings.

Xu Yan looked at himself in the mirror, covered the earrings with his fingertips, as if opening a long-lost story, his pupils were instantly stained with various complex expressions.

When the sky outside the window is gray, there will be some morning dew on the leaves of the plants. At this time, the sun pokes its head out from the clouds, and the golden light shines and smudges half of the sky.

At that moment, the morning dew on the surface of the leaves disappeared.

The sun hangs high in the sky against the blue sky and white clouds, declaring today's good weather.

It wasn't until this moment that Xu Yan really realized that life is the source of hope, and death does not mean the end. It is like the morning dew on the surface of a green plant that shows itself for only a moment, but its beauty is praised by the world. water.

Death is the reincarnation of life, just like morning dew every day, never late and never leave early.

"So, Han Muge is still Han Muge."

He's back, and he's mine again.

With palms folded on his chest, Xu Yan stared at the green plants in front of him with infinite joy in his heart.

"What are you thinking, so focused?"

Xu Yan turned around and saw Han Moge standing in front of him, with a handsome figure, snow-white hair swaying in the wind, covering the long elf ears in a shallow way, and a pair of blue-wave-like eyes glowing when he looked over. Circles of ripples.It looked so exciting, looking at the other party, Xu Yan picked off a green leaf casually.

"I'm lamenting the miracle of life."

"If you have any profound insights, let's talk about it."

Han Muge pulled Xu Yan to the swing, saw that he was sitting firmly and supported him, then raised his hand and gently pushed the other person's back.

Xu Yan sat on the swing swinging back and forth, feeling the breeze blowing over his cheeks, and twirled the green leaves with his fingertips.

"Life is colorful, like fallen leaves returning to their roots, which are cyclical and repeated. They are longing for freedom. When everything is over and returns to zero, it is a new starting point. The so-called endless cycle and cycle probably refers to this state. .”

"Your understanding is very good. Now close your eyes and quietly feel the breath of the surrounding nature."

As he said, Xu Yan closed his eyes and calmed down, feeling himself sitting on the swing blowing in the wind.

Yes, this kind of mood is joyful, breathing the air in the pure nature, the sufficient oxygen content allows every cell in the body to have close contact with the green vitality, and it is the source of energy brought by the exchange of blood .

"Well, I feel the power of life conveyed by every green plant. The power is admirable, but it is so light."

"Very well. Now try to imagine, the shape and color of that force, and try to control them."

After hearing this, Xu Yan nodded his head twice, trying to control and create the entity with his mind.

In the process, there are clay figurines, which always have a blurred appearance, and improper techniques cannot highlight the three-dimensional effect.Just like that, holding on all the time seems to have seen a turning point for a breakthrough. A flash of inspiration flashed, and the palms stretched to the sides so casually.

Xu Yan opened his eyes, and the green leaves fluttered and danced in the eyelids. The strong vines grew on the ground and gradually bloomed into beautiful flowers. The bees flapped their transparent wings and rushed to the honey stamens in the flowers. feast.

He opened his mouth wide in surprise, he couldn't believe what he saw.

"So beautiful."

"These are all transformed by Ah Yan. Ah Yan is very talented. It means that plants are very close to you."

Han Moge walked over, and a bee landed on his fingertips.When Xu Yan walked over, not only bees flew over but also butterflies flew over.

"It's fun."

"A Yan used to like plants very much, and he has a kind heart. Although Ah Yan has lost his memory, I remember everything that happened between us."

Looking at the person in front of him, Han Moge raised his hand to stroke the long black hair of the other person.

Han Moge's facial features are very handsome when he is not talking, but now when he talks about love, those eyes are full of electricity and light, Xu Yan has been so fascinated, only the other party is left in his eyes.

His delicious appearance came into his eyes, and Han Moge couldn't help kissing Xu Yan's soft lips.

The tip of the tongue picks up a gap, conveying the sincerity of love from each other's lingering.The exchange of saliva expressed the recognition of the other party. In this long kiss, Xu Yan, as the passive party, let the other party do whatever he wanted.

Wrapping his arms around his neck, Xu Yan looked at Han Muge.

"No, I can't breathe."

Han Moge wrapped his arms around his waist, looked at the other party and stopped kissing, and pressed his forehead to each other, feeling the temperature of the other party.

"Ah Yan marry me."

Brow to forehead, nose to nose, Xu Yan blushed, looked at the other party and said in a low voice.

"Okay."

"The ceremony is not important, the key is that our hearts are connected."

Seeing Xu Yan nodding his head lightly, he smiled slightly.A hydrangea red silk ribbon grew out of Han Moge's hand, and he handed the other end to the other party, using spells to change each other's clothes into wedding clothes.

With a wave of his sleeve, he turned the surrounding area into a festive wedding room.

"Okay, we can pray to heaven and earth."

Han Moge held Xu Yan with one hand, and covered Xu Yan with the other hand.

"The heaven is above and the soil is below. I, Han Muge, and Xu Yan are married today. In the future, we will have the same blessings and share the same difficulties, and we will be married forever. I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals."

"The emperor is above and the soil is below. I promise to marry Han Muge today. In the future, we will have the same blessings and share the same hardships, and we will be married forever. I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals."

The two said in unison and knelt down and knelt three times.

"Then we'll go into the bridal chamber."

"Okay."

The low and slender ending sound was tuned, and because the red turban covered his cheeks, he couldn't see the other person's expression, so Han Muge took off the turban of the person in front of him, and walked into the wedding room in front together.

The two drank a cup of wine, Han Moge combed Xu Yan's hair, and the blood jade hairpin was placed on the table.

After the jet-black hair was loosened, Xu Yan stepped onto the bed and looked at Han Moge who was sitting across from him.

"Do you want to put out the candles? I always feel that the room is too bright and a bit dazzling."

"The black lamp is blind, what to do, keep one."

"Ok."

After the 190 eight candles were extinguished, only one was still burning hard to shine, so that the light in the house would not be dazzling and there would be a certain degree of comfort.

He carefully put his clothes out of the way. When Han Moge looked over, his eyes flashed with astonishment, and a sweet smile crossed his lips.

"Then let's have some foreplay."

"I, what should I do."

"A Yan doesn't need to do anything, just watch my performance."

Xu Yan nodded obediently, Han Moge raised his hand to stroke his hair color, moved his lips together and kissed each other's facial features one by one.When he reached the collarbone, Xu Yan raised his hand and pushed him away.

"Your clothes are still on."

When Xu Yan said this, his expression was rather awkward, and his lowered eyebrows were very cute.Han Moge smiled.

"Then you come to help."

When peeling off the clothes layer by layer with fingertips, it is inevitable that they will not touch the other person's skin, which is snow-white, translucent, elastic, smooth and firm skin.Then Xu Yan's hand naturally covered it, and soon got a response from the other party.

"The end of the foreplay is the part of the middle play. No fouls are allowed in the middle."

With a smirk, Han Moge wrapped vine silk around the opponent's wrists, and when he raised it above his head, he breathed out hot air, and kissed him one by one from top to bottom.

"Do you know, you look delicious now, and I'm like a mirror, reflecting you clearly."

Sure enough, from Han Moge's pupils, Xu Yan saw his own appearance.

His jet-black eyes rolled, and he turned his head away.Han Moge straightened the opponent's head again.

"Look at me. Remember me, and I will remember you."

Then Han Moge retracted the vine silk and covered the surface of the opponent's stomach with his hands.

"The middle play is over, do you want to be behind or in front, or together."

"no, do not want."

Xu Yan raised his hand and twisted his lower body to push the opponent away.

Han Moge snapped his fingers, and out of his palm came out a lump of green apple-colored congealed paste. He tapped his index finger and tapped his thumb against each other, creating a sense of sight of the shredded yam.

"With it, it won't be hard to be cold, and it will be fine in a while."

Xu Yan was still shaking his head, Han Moge stretched out his big hand and turned the other person's back to him.

"Then I'll let you make a decision."

Then Xu Yan felt a foreign object entrained in the cold, and when he was about to struggle, his arm was firmly held down by the other party.

Han Moge continued to expand, and when it was almost the same, he turned it over like a pancake.

"It's about time, let's go in."

The wooden bottom bed rails are hollowed out and carved, and smoke-blue gauze curtains are slightly opened on both sides of the large bed. Sway a beautiful shadow.

In addition to being filled with red, there is also a hormonal atmosphere in the wedding room, which is getting stronger and stronger.

The next morning.

Xu Yan opened his eyes and saw the sleeping face of the person sleeping next to him, so he couldn't help but kiss him.

It happened that Han Moge opened his eyes and stretched out his arms to hug him.

"My goblin elf wakes up really early."

"Then you are my Sleeping Beauty, and I am here to kiss your prince awake."

"Okay, pay tribute to the prince of the undead."

Han Moge lowered his head and kissed the forehead of the man in his arms.

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