Yun Qing's eyes trembled. Out of a premonition of danger, she said subconsciously, "I don't know."

She's thinking about a person.

But she didn't even know who that person was.

It's just

The cloud tilts its head and looks up at the starry sky outside the window.

A little sad.

......

meanwhile.

On an island thousands of miles away, under a tall moon tree, the man watching the live video is surrounded by a sudden, shallow sadness.

He raised his long dry fingers and slowly stroked the heart.

"Young master!" The person guarding the side, looked over in a hurry, looked at the man's pale and beautiful face, and immediately called the doctor.

The man ignored the actions of others.

He raised his cold and beautiful eyes and looked through the void, as if through thousands of miles of distance and time, and saw someone he missed.

For a long time, he suddenly made a voice. Qingyue's worried voice overflowed from his thin and elegant lips. "She's been away too long..."

The Yuns have a strong sense of time.

Even if such an occasion may be a bit boring, but without special circumstances, she would never have been away for such a long time.

"Young master," the person around him advised, "no one knows the identity of the first lady now, and there are so many people around to protect her. She will be fine."

The man's eyes were fixed on the screen again, and his eyes skimmed over the newly returned cloud qianrou. There was not much temperature in his eyes, which became colder and colder. His tone was light, "I know she won't be in danger for the moment."

If she's in danger, he can feel it.

Just like when she was stabbed in the heart on the battlefield

The man seemed to think of some painful memories, his face suddenly pale, unconsciously raised his hand and pressed his heart, trying to smooth the fear and pain.

In this way, another twin will not feel this kind of reckless emotion.

There was no cloud leaning in the studio, so the man looked away and his eyes fell on a fine brushwork painting nearby.

The woman in the painting has a very similar face with him, the same elegance and beauty. The only difference is that she is smiling, with a sweet and wanton smile, with a well cared and happy taste.

The man's snow-white fingertips fondly stroked the eyebrows and eyes of the people in the painting, covered the pale side face between the hair, with a slight smile.

There is a trace of sadness in the bottom of my eyes.

He lost her for fifteen years.

After she was four years old, he never saw her again.

Others told him whether she was well or not.

He didn't see it in person once.

After that, he left her alone on the battlefield

The man's deep and bottomless eyes faded all his calmness, revealing a thin chill.

Such a thing can never happen again!

The man's deep vision fell on the painting, gentle voice line, with deep into the bone marrow flavor, "... Wait a second, this time, my brother will personally protect you."

......

The capital.

Is staring at the starry sky dazed cloud tilt, suddenly Zheng under.

She looked up and looked around, as if looking for something.

But she looked for a long time, still found nothing.

Just raised his hand, unconsciously stroked the position of the heart.

What was that feeling like?

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