Chapter 941： Mourning too much

"Murong, do you know what you are talking about?"

Cheng Yanluo looked at him, and said, his face was full of disbelief.

Hearing her sorrowful questioning, the ethereal heart was like a knife twist, but he heard himself cold-heartedly.

"Xiaoyan, although I feel guilty for doing things that hurt you in the past few years, but in recent years I have traveled south and north, and I have rarely remembered those years when I was in the Shimen. I still stay in the past for your impression , After all these years, we have all changed, and I am no longer the big brother in your mind. "

"Practitioning medicine to save people with compassion, now my hands are covered with blood, and the teacher swears that I have violated. If we treat each other as the other party in memory, then we will suffer very much."

"Instead of letting go, let go of each other early."

Cheng Yanluo stepped back involuntarily and felt like he was about to stand still.

She finally found the courage to take a step towards him, but she had to respond like this.

I don't remember the past.

You are no longer my joy.

We are different.

Having said so much, I just want to express these cruel meanings.

She felt as if there were countless tiny needles in her heart, and she felt numb.

If it was her past temperament, she must have stepped forward and slapped him, then she turned her head and left, leaving a chic back.

But at this time, her feet seemed to be nailed in place, and she wanted to turn around, but couldn't.

How decisive, strong, and useless she was in front of outsiders, but it was because it didn't matter to her who hurt her.

But in the sturdy armor, in front of his lover, it felt like a bubble, and it broke with a light touch.

"Then you have been caring for me for so many years, why?" She looked at him in despair, and a voice in her heart made her turn away from staying, so that her heart would not hurt any more, but she still wanted Asked, she was not afraid of shame, she just wanted to ask one thing clearly.

"Because I owe you a bad heart, wasting your good youth time, and it doesn't make you happy, but makes you sad again and again, I feel very sorry, so I want to compensate you." He Look into her eyes and sincerely apologize.

Cheng Yanluo chuckled, as if feeling funny, and as if laughing at herself, she shivered and looked at him sadly, "Murong, do you think I am the kind of person who needs to be compensated by others? You know what I want What do you want. "

Her eyes were too clear, so clear that he could see the unreserved love inside. He didn't dare look directly into her eyes, moved his eyes and persuaded.

"Smoke, people don't always live in the past, it will be very painful. I have come out, I hope you can live again."

What does it mean he has come out?

What does it mean to make her live again?

Why, obviously the person is still that person, but she couldn't understand a word.

Yanluo, don't panic, ask clearly.

She held her hands tightly.

Cut off the road, desperate.

"Murong, let me ask you something."

He looked at her.

"If my heart is still the same, would you still like me?"

The ethereal eyes were dark.

The sun is dazzling, so dazzling that it makes your eyes sore.

"Smoke, sorry."

At this moment, he doesn't know what else to say.

Cheng Yanluo looked up at the scorching sun, thinking in her heart that the sun was too big, which caused her to hallucinate, hallucinations? Or is she in a dream now?

Why it came out like this?

"I don't want to hear I'm sorry, you're not sorry to anyone. Those words you heard today are as if I was bewildered, and after today, forget it!" She no longer knew what to do. Feeling faced him.

"Xiaoyan, the battlefield is not as simple as you think. Go back to Jiangnan."

"Okay, when the sorrowful injuries are all over, I won't stay here again and hinder your eyes."

His heart finally loosened, but his mouth was bitter, and he ripped his lips, and continued to smile slightly. "Although you can't be a lover, you are always my sister and sister and my best friend in this world."

She looked back at him, the light in her eyes shattered.

Mourning is too big to die.

She bent her lips hard, "If you can't talk to each other, forget about each other!"

If she didn't immerse herself in the great pain at this time, she would find the person on the opposite side trembling and floating in her voice, and her hands clenching the herbs, punctured by the barbed blood.

"Okay." He tried to look back at her with a smile.

Cheng Yanluo smiled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

She turned and walked towards the lively street like a soul.

Obviously there was noise and excitement around her, but she felt that all the voices were away, leaving her to walk alone in this world.

Little girl, I worked hard, but he didn't care about me anymore.

The tears of forbearance finally ran out of control.

The ethereal looked at her back slowly disappearing into the sea of ​​people, the smiles evoking the corners of her mouth disappeared little by little, and the pain was like the endless darkness that enveloped.

The sleeves were torn slightly.

He bowed his head. It was the little kid who had just said, "You haven't come home yet?"

"Go back later, Brother Ethereal, don't you like that pretty sister?" The child asked curiously.

"No, I like it." He smiled sadly.

"Then why did you say those hurtful words to that pretty sister?" The child was puzzled.

"Because I want to protect her and keep her away from danger."

Originally, while she was in the army, he opposed it, but it was undeniable that she was with him. His heart was peaceful and there was no fear on such a line of life and death. He knew very clearly the fact that if she stayed here again, she would be threatened with her life, and he could not protect her.

The picking of herbs this time was a wake-up call to him, not every time he was able to escape so lucky.

He had to push her away hard, even if it was against the vest.

"Brother, I don't understand." The child scratched his head.

At this time, thunder roared and dark clouds spread across the sky.

He raised his hand and touched the child's head. "I will understand when you grow up, but my brother hopes that you will not experience this pain. It is going to rain. Go back!"

The child smiled and nodded, then trot away.

Before turning into the alley, he turned back to look at that Qingjun's elder brother. The child felt that the elder brother seemed very sad, very sad.

The ethereal footsteps vanished and walked aimlessly in her opposite direction.

The pattering rain fell from the sky, and fell on him, dangling on his eyelashes, like crystal tears.

Xiaoyan, this time, we finally have no way back.