He reached out and lifted her chin. In the dimness, Bai Yunshang's eyes were shining. Although she was looking at him, her eyes were unfocused.

Sikong Zeye's heart seemed to be hit. Although he had hallucinated it many times, it never lasted so long and he felt that she was so similar.

They don’t have the same appearance, the same personality, the same taste...

It's an intangible feeling.

Very subtly, they become a hand pushing each other forward and entwining each other tightly - if they have the same appearance, his eyes will be tired after looking at them for a long time; if they have the same personality, his rationality will be clear; if they have the same taste, they will also

It can only last for that moment.[

Only this feeling of involvement will never change.

My heart beats for her, my heart aches for her...

When Bai Yunshang didn't expect it at all, his strong arms held her horizontally in his arms——

Bai Yunshang's heart was in her throat, and she subconsciously reached out to hook his neck. All these movements were back to the past, so natural and familiar.

Sikong Zeye hugged her and walked back.

On the snow, there are long running footprints left by them. The big footprints are his, and the small footprints are hers, intricately intertwined...

But on the way back, there were only big footprints left deep in the ground.

Did he recognize herself? Why did he follow her and why did he hug her?

Impossible, if he recognized her, he wouldn't have this attitude...

He was drunk, and he also had a fever, and his consciousness was unclear. Or maybe he was just a very casual man...

He can fall in love with another woman within a year, and is he interested in himself again as he is now?

Bai Yunshang struggled several times, but he wouldn't let her go. He carried her back to the castle before letting her land.

To Bai Yunshang's shock, he carried her back to his bedroom on the second floor.

The lights were turned on to illuminate the room, and Bai Yunshang saw——

There are many portraits of her on the walls, especially in front of the bed, there is a huge portrait with flowers.

Sikong Zeye casually leaned on the bedside, admiring the painting, and said proudly:

"The woman I love most is beautiful, isn't she?"

Bai Yunshang's pupils widened and she stared at him in surprise.

That feeling of heart pounding appeared again, thump, thump, thump...[
Chapter completed!