"It's not that I didn't give you a chance. I haven't been able to make the goddess like it for so many years. It's your own useless!"
"You can't get such feelings for so many years. Even if you catch the goddess back, can you become it?"
"Leave Mo, forget it!"
The man's words pierced Li Mo's heart like a sharp blade, cruelly revealing the facts he didn't want to admit for so many years.
The door was closed and the house fell into darkness.
All the lights are blocked. Li Mo sits lonely on the steps. There is no daily tenderness and elegance, but infinite depression and... Hate.
He was arrogant by nature and was unwilling to admit defeat since he was a child. He did his best in everything. Since the incident a thousand years ago, it has hurt his self-esteem, and now everyone agrees with it.
And he became a joke.
No one continued to support him. On the contrary, he felt that he was useless.
He is useless, so he can't see the goddess and will never like him.
All self-esteem was severely trampled on the ground at this moment, broken into pieces and fell into the soil.
His hands gradually gathered together and hit the ground hard until he was bleeding and his white bones were exposed, which was not as painful as his heart.
This pain is unspeakable.
After so many years of persistence, it turned into a joke.
"Why do you do this to me."
Leaving the dark eyes, the fundus of the eyes is rippling with crazy light.
"Obviously, I like you so much. I send everything you like to you and try my best, but I just like the devil after seeing him a few times.
Am I that miserable? Where on earth is he better than me! "
Everyone seems to think that the devil is better than him, but he doesn't know where he lost.
All his sincerity was crushed.
He was so humble that he stayed by her side, hoping that she could see his good one day, but now it's like a joke.
A complete joke.
The sight flied from the brocade box, and the paranoia from the bottom of Mo's eyes gradually turned into madness.
Everyone didn't believe what he said, as if he was the despicable man. In order to keep her around, even such a lie could be fabricated.
Thinking of this, he slowly came to the brocade box and opened it by magic.
A dazzling golden light flashed, and he subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found nothing in it, as if it had never existed
……
When Emperor Beichen returned to the bedroom hall, he saw his wife pruning flowers. The messy branches and leaves became simple and clean after her pruning, and were put into the vase by her.
The glow of the sunset sprinkled on her, adding a soft color.
The bright red flowers are very gorgeous, but they are not as much as one in ten thousand compared with the woman in front of them.
The gentle look of her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be deeply imprinted in his heart and warmed his whole world.
Emperor Beichen's lips were slightly raised and walked slowly to the woman's back.
Baili red makeup found that she fell into a embrace, the familiar breath spread with a faint fragrance, and the corners of her lips gradually spread a smile.
"Back."
She put down the flowers in her hand, turned her head with a smile, and looked at the handsome man in front of her. Her eyes were as bright as stars.