Chapter 90 [Resurrection]

Hua Mian hung up the phone, but she really didn't go online to see the messy things after hearing Bai Yi's words. She wanted to sleep, but she was so sleepy that she was still sleepy. She always felt that she was thinking about something that made her unable to sleep.

He turned over like a big cake and rolled over, and the last hammer of the bed reacted: the rumors on the Internet are not scary, and what made her most annoyed was Yi Xuanji, who was hiding and didn't know what she was doing.

Thinking of this, Hua Mian got up from the bed!

He was not afraid of the cold with barefoot. He took out Xuan Jing, who had been thrown away before, from under the bed with a barefoot look broken, and Hua Mian grimaced at Xuan Jing.

Turning around and washing the dust that was taken out from the bed, then climbing back onto the bed, holding the mysterious mirror, opening it, closing it and opening it again. Hua Mian hesitated for a while, and finally encouraged herself, even if it was to have a safe sleep tonight. She bulged her cheeks, and finally condescending to the noble, opened the mirror, and called "Xuanji" again.

——A minute passed, and the mysterious mirror was still as quiet as a chicken.

Hua Mian's heart was so angry that she came up. She didn't care about the past and called him on her own initiative. Why did he take Joe with him? She didn't know who was sorry for whom. Why did she feel like she was the opposite?

Hua Mian took a snap and almost forgot that this thing could be considered an antique here. She stared at the foggy mirror in the mirror and said in an unprecedented tough attitude and cold tone: "Yi Xuanji, if you continue to pretend to be dead, I will ignore you in the future."

After Hua Mian said that, she was a little nervous. She was already thin-skinned. For her, she might be close to the level of "crying, making a fuss, and hanging her." If the person on the other side didn't know clearly and continued to be pretentious, she would probably really have no face to look for him in the future...

She, she has never called his name with her first name?

I was pinching the mirror and was wondering how uneasy, but at this moment, I suddenly saw that the fog in the mirror had a slightly dispersed look.

When Xuanji's face appeared on the other side of the mirror, Hua Mian was stunned for a moment, but didn't know what to say. She looked at the person on the other side of the mirror. He looked at the person on the other side of the mirror. He was probably on a chair beside him. He was sitting bent his legs and leaning against the window. Behind him was a moon, big and round, half of his body was immersed in the cool moonlight. Hua Mian could see that his hair was slightly messy, his clothes were no longer meticulous, and there was a new stubble under his chin, and there was a rare hollowness in his eyes.

Maybe I was confused about drinking.

He turned slightly so that Hua Mian could see the moon behind him more clearly. The man lowered his eyes and looked into the mirror, and asked in a slightly indifferent tone: "What's the matter?"

“…”

Hua Mian couldn't answer, so she adjusted her sitting posture. The words she had originally thought about were so cold that she couldn't speak out when asked by him. She looked at Xuan Ji and seemed to hear the sound of fireworks and firecrackers on his side, so she whispered: "Why are there anyone setting off fireworks over you?"

"..." Xuan Ji thought about it, pulled the corners of his lips, and showed a hint of self-deprecation. "The selection of the throne is about to be selected, and there will inevitably be more palace banquets. For many people, this is a rare celebration in a century."

The word "celebration" is particularly harsh...

I don’t know if it’s Xuanji’s tone problem.

Huamian heard a little distracted, and she said "Oh".

Then the two inevitably fell into silence again.

During the silence, Hua Mian was also a little annoyed, thinking that this is over? Are you fucking nothing to tell me? I have put the ladder under your feet. Can you die if you climb down? Aren’t you very good at apologizing before? You apologize again, and then say something nice to coax me...

Thinking of this, Hua Mian felt stupid—

A person like Yi Xuanji who is mute and ignorant, but she fell into his hands twice: the first time he could explain it with "Who doesn't like this guy who is rich, handsome, has a high position and is powerful?" This second time... he is only handsome, and I don't know whether it's a bad fate or her vision is a problem.

While Huamian was thinking about it, Xuan Ji had already poured a pot of wine over there. He picked up a new bottle and flicked his fingertips and pushed the red silk sealed by the bottle away. He raised his head to drink wine. There was a crystal clear wine dripping down the corner of his lips, sliding across his slender neck, and the slightly raised Adam's apple—

A day ago, she thought of his lips pursed into a line and could smile directly. When she thought about her tiptoe and touching it with her fingertips, it was like touching a mimosa. It could always reflexively try to avoid it but couldn't help but look slightly raised...

Hua Mian hung her eyelashes and shook slightly, feeling a little unable to hold on.

So he reached out to dim the lights here, and forced himself to smile and said in a normal tone: "Then, drink less, don't delay the business, end this matter quickly, I'm still waiting for you to pick me up..."

On the other side of the mirror, the sound of the wine pot being put on hold sounded.

Huamian's voice came to an abrupt end.

The fingers that pinched Xuan Jing were a little cold, and the fingertips were tightly white, and she smiled nervously. Hua Mian suddenly regretted calling Xuan Ji why he might as well go to bed, so she whispered in a tight voice, "Then, then I'm going to sleep." Before she could reach out, she heard Xuan Ji scream "Hua Mian"-

The hand hanging above the mysterious mirror stiffened.

After waiting for a while, she heard the sound of the man's clothes rubbing in the mirror and his somewhat hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."

“…”

My heart tightened.

On the surface, she smiled awkwardly and retracted her hand. Hua Mian thought that he had indeed remembered it - she didn't know if she should be happy to see this scene or something. In fact, she had a little ostrich-like feeling in her heart before... She always told herself that if he had forgotten it completely, otherwise she would forget it. What did she remember after washing her memory? It's been so long ago.

She actually doesn't want to care.

Even if it seems like a thorn in my heart-

She insisted on pulling it up and was bleeding, and she didn't want to do this.

Unfortunately, the thorn seems to be thorning a little deeper at the moment, and she can't help but feel a little cold in her heart. Hua Mian raised the Xuan Jing, pointed it at her face, and asked, "What about this?"

“…”

"I have said that I hate you apologize the most." Hua Mian said softly, "Can you teach a little more?"

Xuan Ji put down the wine pot and shook it. Hua Mian looked at him as if he was about to slide directly from the window edge and couldn't stand steadily. He thought to himself, what would you pretend to be pitiful to show whom... After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she took the initiative to threaten him again-

Oh, I'm so angry.

She was angry, and her face showed a slightly angry look, so she looked even more expressionless... And when she saw Xuan Ji sat up and swept the snow on her shoulders with her fingertips - she didn't know how long he had been sitting here in this sitting position.

"...Let's say something else." Hua Mian said tiredly, wondering why they had become like this.

A few seconds of silence.

"If I had known this, I would not dare to provoke you again in this world." Xuan Ji said in a very low voice that made people feel depressed, "You have finally used a method to leave someone like me. In this world, you have your own life and live happily..."

"...You'd better stop talking." Hua Mian said with a headache.

"I don't know why I'm going to provoke you again. If you lose the scabbard, you'll lose it. So what if you create another one. I don't remember anything, but I'm going to look for it like a devil. I have to find it, I have to disturb you, and I'm going to make peace... Sorry, you also hate this, right?"

“…”

The fire in Hua Mian's heart finally went out slightly, but it was burning again, so she jumped up from the bed-

"Now I'm talking about this useful? What I want to hear is this? If you can't fall in love, there is no one who can fall in love. You can ask you how to coax women? That's more than 20 years ago for me! Let's talk about it, in the previous life! Is it useless to regret it? Is it useful to regret it? Is it useless to have an amnesia curse? When I met you again, you put your sword on my neck. Can you have a first meeting more unfriendly than this? We both still..."

After roaring like a machine gun in Huamian, Xuan Ji stared at him with confusion and surprise.

She swallowed her throat with a "gulp" and felt some burning marks in her ears. She wanted to say "I'm sorry", and suddenly she thought that she had just finished saying "I hate the most apology" a few seconds ago, and she couldn't just slap herself in the face like this...

She felt that falling in love with a straight man was so tiring—

The woman gets angry, angry, and unhappy.

There are so many tyrants, making heaven and earth.

With cold eyebrows and cold eyes, an oil bottle can be hung on the mouth.

Is it just a saying of your "sorry"?

Hua Mian feels that she is going to be angry to death—

When I stepped on the sedan chair and said, "I like you" and "I won't let you marry like this"?!

I lost my memory and my courage was retracted, right?

I wonder if she was actually a little happy at that time?!

Hua Mian sighed and muttered, "Forget it, I won't say it."

I don’t know how many times I was so discouraged that I wanted to buckle the Xuanjing. At this time, Hua Mian saw the man opposite lifting the Xuanjing up and pointing it at the palace covered with ice and snow outside the window. Under the night, the entire imperial city was holding a celebration and the streets outside looked very lively. Hua Mian thought that she had not visited the night market of the imperial city yet. Xuan Ji was very busy every day and didn’t have time to take her there...

"Look, you used to say that the snow scenery in the Imperial City is quite beautiful, and I discovered it later."

The man's hoarse and tired voice slowly rang.

Hua Mian was slightly stunned.

"I have never calmed down and looked at the scenery you have seen," Xuan Ji said slowly, "I know how disappointed you were when you left, and I also know that I really shouldn't be provoking you again. I always tell myself that because I have amnesia, it is not my problem to avoid and go aside when I meet you again-"

"...Is it my problem?" Hua Mian couldn't help but sting.

But when he heard Xuan Ji didn't hear it, he paused for a moment, as if he had made up some decision, he said softly in a tone of self-deprecating, "But now that I remember it, I still want to go find you."

After he drank, a heavy breathing sound seemed to be in her ears.

Hua Mian's heartbeat was a beat.

This time she did not hesitate and reached out and "slap" and covered the mysterious mirror with a "slap"!

He pinched the mysterious mirror and sat down on the bed.

After a long time, she reached out and rubbed her cheeks, and found that her cheeks were a little hot. She turned back to the bed and lifted the quilt to cover her face. She couldn't help but kick the quilts hard-
Chapter completed!