Chapter 1874: Someone is still waiting for me

Chapter 1874 is still waiting for me.
"Let's go, pick me up."
The man's voice is still warm, but it gives her a feeling of being separated.
The wind is stepping forward, slowly entering the man.
"Nine children!"
Behind her, there was a little anxious voice from the boy.
The wind turned back slowly, her eyes were clear as water, but with a touch of determination.
"I have already thought about it, and all of them think about it."
"You are not a long wind in the south, the South Changfeng is already dead. Nowadays, I like people. He is called Nanxian. I was seriously injured recently. I am conscious of the consciousness and this body. You are just a glimpse of my consciousness. You won't exist."
"So, you tell me, as long as I want something that can appear, you have changed out of a house, but as long as it is something I have not thought of, it is all dark."
"So, you are all my fantasy."
"I forgot the wind, I only remember the Nine Emperors, so the people who appeared were the South Changfeng. Unfortunately, I will eventually return to my own world. There are people I love and those who love me. wait for me."
She turned slowly and walked in front of the silver-haired man.
The wind did not turn back.
Because the person behind him is already a past tense, she is fantasizing.
She must return to a man called Nanxian.
The teenager standing in the back did not move, nor did he pull her again. His face had a shallow smile, and his figure was like a mist, slowly dissipating in this darkness.
The house has also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Only the man in front of him took the light and guided her way.
"Pour it."
The man extended his hand to her face with a smile: "I finally found you."
She closed herself too deeply. He used all his strength and spent countless hours before breaking the barrier and being able to come to her.
Fortunately, she is still, so, everything he has paid is worth it.
The wind fell on the palm of the man's hand.
His palm, with warm temperatures, warms her entire heart.
Let her heart warm.
Above the face of a stunning city, a bright smile is raised.
"Well, let's go home."
Go back, that belongs to their home...
All the darkness has been pulled down, and replaced by a full light.
The light falls on the body of the wind, like the same force, and then pulls her body back...
Then, the wind was as black as the front, and the whole person lost consciousness.
When she opened, a beam of sunlight shone from the door and landed on her face.
She was used to the darkness, and then saw this bunch of sunshine, and some did not adapt, hurriedly blocked the line of sight in front of her hand and looked out through the tiny finger joints.
A long white hair fell into her eyes, letting her stiff, slowly flanking, and entering her sight was a familiar and beautiful face.
The man’s lips hang with a smile, his eyes are deep, as always.
The windy heart, but trembling at that moment.
"Southern string..." Her fingers stroking the man's white hair, "Your hair..."
The color of the south string is black, such as ink.
The south long wind is silver, like a fairy.
But the man in front of him, his white hair, like the loss of past anger, her eyes are a bit sour.
(End of this chapter)