At the moment of falling asleep, Yun qianruo thought that if she wanted to let her forget all the memories about Feng Meiren, she would never wake up again!

No, no, this insidious villain dares to decide her memory without her permission. She must take revenge! He must not be let go!

Even if the heart of thousands of killing, but no enemy that overturned from the lethargy, cloud qianruo eventually fell into a deep sleep, lost all consciousness.

The body toward the ground soft fell down, but fell into a snow like quiet ethereal embrace.

The man with white clothes and silver hair like the moon looked down at the sleeping cloud in his arms. Under the bright moon, the beautiful and delicate little face was a little less blatant in ordinary days, and more graceful and graceful. Between the moon and the snow, it was like a fairy in the cloud falling into the dust by mistake.

That pair of ethereal empty Meng, not reflected in the dust fireworks silver eyes, it seems that there is a slight wave, like the lake breeze, ripples, if there is not.

Vaguely, as if there is a sigh fell in the quiet night wind, like gentle, like pity, fine can not be heard, but thousands of turns.

The man's slender and white fingers gently brushed cloud qianruo's quiet and beautiful eyebrows and eyes in her deep sleep, brushed away a few strands of hair in front of her forehead which was blown by the night wind, and the fingertips slowly fell on the center of her eyebrows. For a long time, they never left.

Night, a little bit flowing, quiet and peaceful. I don't know how long it's past. The man spoke softly. His voice was as cold and ethereal as snow. It seemed that he came from outside.

"Do you blame me?"

The voice is light like a sigh, as if, is asking her, also seems to ask yourself, or, no one asked, he quietly drooped his eyes, quietly staring at the cloud, qianruo sleeping face, the floating voice more than a trace of thin inaudible firm, "is that you will blame me, blame me, refuse to forgive me, I will still, will do so."

With that, he twisted his eyebrows imperceptibly, as if to think of Yun qianruo complaining about his eyes.

A moment of silence, he spoke again, the voice is still light, ethereal, as if the wind will be scattered.

"If one day he remembers you again, or falls in love with you again, then I will help you recover your memory."

"If not, I'd rather seal your memory forever."

……

When Yun qianruo wakes up again, it's already three hours in the next day.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was dazzled by the bright sunshine. I squinted quickly, put out a hand to block it, and looked out of the window through my fingers.

"Why?! Strange... I was drinking on the roof last night... When did I go back to my room? How come I have no impression at all? Is it a broken drink? "

Frowning and thinking, Yun qianruo shakes his head and denies this conjecture.

"I'm not drunk at all! How can I drink and how can I get back to my room? "

He reached out and knocked on his head. Yun qianruo nodded his head, with profound meaning on his face. "Nine times out of ten, he fell asleep after drinking, and then came back from sleepwalking, eh! It must be! Ah... As I get older, my memory is getting worse and worse. It seems that I need to mend my brain... "

Before he finished speaking, Yun qianruo suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the small hole on the window paper which was obviously poked out by his fingers. His face was changing, full of cool and murderous.

Did you meet the abnormal Voyeur in the legend?!

It's too bold to poke at her window!

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