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Chapter 320 Love Is Unknown
The cold cloud hiding in the clouds outside the window came out quietly at some point, and the soft and cold light sprinkled on the ground below. As she gradually drifted, the moonlight shone into the room through the casement.

"Jin Aotian..." Yun Zirao turned her head, narrowed her sleepy eyes slightly, and saw the person standing beside the bed that had made her unable to sleep for a long time, she suddenly opened her eyes, and the figure that appeared in front of the bed was like a rainbow, faintly blurred. Go, cease to exist.

"Jin Aotian..." Yun Zirao sat up abruptly, scanning the whole room with her gaze, only to realize that it was just her own hallucination!
My heart slowly calmed down, thoughts flooded in like a tide, scenes of memories appeared in my mind, tears fell silently down my cheeks.

Lovesickness is the saddest thing, parting is the most ecstasy!
And the parting at this time is precisely for the reunion earlier in the future!
The moonlight gradually moved out of the room, the candle was already extinguished, Yun Zirao turned over, tucked the corner of the quilt into the meat bun, turned around, put on her shoes, and got off the bed.

It was pitch black outside the window, and there was not even a sound of insects and birds singing. It was really in the cold winter, and everyone had hibernated...

"I don't know when the love started, but the love is deep!" Muttering to himself, the feeling of loneliness and lovesickness in my heart became stronger and stronger.

"Pu Chi, Pu Chi!" The goshawk left by Jin Aotian flew to the window from nowhere, Yun Zirao gently opened the window and called it into the room.

The goshawk landed on the small desk in the house, and on the desk was the calligraphy left by Roubaozi in the other courtyard a few days ago when he practiced calligraphy with Jin Aotian, Yun Zirao packed it and brought it over.

"Are you telling me to write a letter?" Yun Zirao picked up a candle from the candlestick and lit it, and met the goshawk's beady eyes. Down, make a few bang bangs.

Yun Zirao wrapped her cloak, walked to the desk, unfolded a piece of snow-white paper, thought of her own handwriting, took the brush in her hand and put it back, Goshawk tilted her neck, looked at Yun Zirao's actions, with eyes It seems to be a little unclear.

Walking to the vase with a few plum blossoms on one side of the room, Yun Zirao pulled out the most colorful red plum blossom, and with a click, broke a small branch, and there were still a few plum blossoms that were in full bloom on the branch.

Grinding quietly, sitting at the table, holding a plum branch, expressing lovesickness.

The moonlight melts into the night, and the flowers are dark and lonely in spring!
This is the twenty-character front cross from Zhang Sheng to Yingying's residence in "The Story of the West Chamber". Through the chant of the moonlight on a spring night, it expresses Zhang Sheng's loneliness and relentless pursuit of love.

It's a pity that it's winter now, but the affection expressed is in line with Yun Ziluo's heart at the moment.

With Yun Zirao's movements, the petals of plum blossoms fluttered onto the paper piece by piece, bright red and delicate.

Standing up and walking to the window, the peace in her heart made Yun Zirao start to reflect.

Modern people say that there are some things that you don’t regret until you lose them. Does she also count at this moment? In this ancient times where there were no computers, no mobile phones, and a slow letter would take months to pass, the sudden parting, Really heartbreaking.

However, Yun Zirao found that it was right for her to separate from Jin Aotian this time.

For the first time in love, in this place, her heart was moved, and she began to accept it, but there was always a trace of uncertainty and confusion, quarreling with Jin Aotian, playing petty temper, training is one aspect, but on the other hand It seems that he is still occupying an inch and constantly testing the meaning of Jin Aotian's bottom line.

This seems to be a manifestation of incomplete trust!

(End of this chapter)