Chapter 3029

Dyed white can recall very clearly.

Chu Qing's self mocking and sarcastic expression when talking to him.

"Seriously, Ling Bai, I don't understand you two. You say... If you can, let him go. What did he do wrong? If it's his fault not to accept your love, I have nothing to say.

"Yes, he used to treat you too much, but I have to say it's understandable from his point of view. Of course, there's no sympathy in the world. You don't need to understand him. It's true that he treated you too much. But I must say that apart from your angle, he didn't miss anything. He did the right thing."

"I have to admit that you two are too proud of your feelings, so you are not suitable for being together. In that case, why torture each other?"

Dyed white thought faintly and walked out without feeling at the bottom of her heart.

She was not affected by Chu Qing's words.

Others are not enough to affect her reason.

She just needs to make sure.

Eyes, because of her.

Ranbai thought quietly. She leaned lazily against the tree trunk, slightly raised her eyes and closed her eyes. The breeze in June brushed her hair, and the branches of the leaves shook slightly. The sun fell through the staggered branches and jumped onto her eyelashes.

I thought to cure Mo Liyan's eyes was to return him.

But I didn't expect to find such a thing.

She owes more and more.

Dyeing white is just a sudden feeling. It's ridiculous. Everything is so absurd and ridiculous.

She had to think about a problem.

If there were no Xie Jinshu, would she never know all this.

If she doesn't find out, doesn't Mo Liyan plan to tell her all his life?

What's the meaning of Mo Liyan's picture

Even if she didn't want to admit it, she wanted to deny it countless times.

But the answer still surfaced.

How ironic.

Just when dye Bai was stunned, a cold and low magnetic sound suddenly came from the far and near direction. It was very nice to hear: "Ling Bai."

She looked in the direction of the sound source.

The young emperor was standing near and far away. He changed his clothes. He was ice thick and black. He was elegant and exquisite. His narrow eyes were covered with Snow White Damask again. A section of White Damask set off with ink hair. It was clear between black and white, cold and evil.

Even so, the cold and deep temperament is still very clear.

And now,

The new emperor approached her step by step, clearly invisible, but very sober. He opened his thin lips under the bridge of his tall nose, spit out her name and lingered between his lips and teeth. In this summer, the breeze was light, and the shadows of the trees swayed, which could not tell the meaning of unclear love.

Ran Bai looked at Mo Liyan's approach coldly and asked indifferently, "can't you see?"

"Well... You're different." he can always find her at the first time, whenever and wherever.

Ranbai can't let a blind person take the initiative to walk towards herself. She straightened up, walked quickly and stopped in front of the Emperor: "what are you looking for me to do?" especially now.

Because close,

The rose fragrance sent by the breeze in that season was clearer. Mo Liyan sipped the lower lip corner and whispered to ran Bai in a very elegant and precious tone: "you've been out for a long time."

"Never came back."

"I can't see you."

Will be nervous, will be upset, will panic.

Afraid of her leaving.

That's it.

Dyed white never thought it was for this reason.

Knowing that Mo Liyan can't see, ran Bai still maintains the surface calm. If nothing happens, he said, "if I don't cure your eyes, I'll go."

Mo Liyan was silent for a moment. Standing in the warm summer with the fragrance of flowers and the breeze and water, he didn't feel the slightest warmth. Instead, he was like falling into an ice cave. "Will you go if you cure your eyes?"

Ranbai is particularly sober and independent. He calmly tells Mo Liyan a fact: "yes."

Well... If the eyes are not good.

Will you not go? It's good to cure it for a lifetime.

If so,

Mo Liyan will even destroy his eyes without hesitation and become completely blind.

Even if,

It's such a mean way to keep her.

He really wants to get this person. He wants to have it completely and take it for himself. He wants to die.

What's more ridiculous is that even such a despicable way can't keep her.

Wisdom will hurt,

Mo Liyan saw everything too clearly and thoroughly, so he lost all hope.

"Mo Liyan, what do you want?" ran Bai suddenly asked such a question. There was no omen. The girl in red stood among thousands of flowers. The peach blossom eyes were hazy and sparse, reflecting the figure of the emperor. The tone was also very light, and it seemed reasonable: "I give it to you."

The breeze is clear, the green shadows in the imperial garden are scattered, and the flower clusters overlap and cover the sky like floating clouds and gauze, sending lingering fragrance in a monsoon.

Nine times out of ten, he was thin and cool in his life. There were some gentle smiles between his eyebrows and eyes. Bai Ling covered his unfathomable eyes, gathered a cold and fierce body, smiled and said, "I just want you."

Ranbai refused without any emotion, no pause, no hesitation, no room: "anything can be, this can't be."

They were in the light, and the flowers and shadows staggered and fell in the flickering shadow on the ground. They stood opposite each other. The distance was only one step away. In the middle was just a cluster of frowning flowers and shadows, but it seemed to be separated from the whole world.

"I'm satisfied with you except this."

"Really."

"Yes."

The intensity of the heartbeat was light and heavy, intertwined with chaotic emotions, and it was difficult to calm down. The emperor unconsciously closed his thin lips and his face was slightly white, but in a trance between the flowers and shadows, he remembered the picture of the ten mile long street with dim lights.

——What do you want.

——Do you count?

——Not really. Don't be paranoid.

The pictures and words that once didn't care about seem to be the most malicious blade in the world at the moment of reappearance.

He allowed the dull pain in his heart to spread. After a long silence, he turned his face sideways, outlined his outline with ink, and opened his mouth without moving between the overlapping flowers and shadows and the floating fragrance: "on the fifteenth day of each month, you must take the antidote I gave you."

Ranbai waits for Mo Liyan to say what he wants. No matter what he says, she has the ability to meet.

Power, status, wealth or interest.

But she never thought that Mo Liyan would say this, a completely unexpected condition in dyeing white.

If you can't feel the breeze blowing across your face, it is obviously a very light force, but it is like a blade like touch. Dyed white will even think that time seems to stagnate at that moment.

"I didn't lie to you. You can consider many things that are beneficial to you, which has nothing to do with me." ranbai tries to convince Mo Liyan, because that sentence, a condition, is completely meaningless.

She cares about interests.

She felt that Mo Liyan should also need it.