What Chu Chuyan said was sincere. At the end, the young man's handsome face showed a bit of inexplicable sadness, as if he was afraid that she would leave just like that. He stretched out his long fingers and held her tightly. The hand holding Mo Siyu refused to let go.
Mo Siyu couldn't break free, and asked puzzledly: "What's wrong with you, why do you suddenly look like this?"
But the more she wanted to pull her fingers out of Chu Chuyan's palm, the tighter the young man's grip was, wishing he could break her bones, "My brother told me just now that priceless treasures are easy to find, but lovers are rare.
I suddenly thought of the high priest and the priest's wife. How many decades are there in a person's life? If there were no blood feuds and life-and-death struggles, maybe the high priest and the priest's wife would be the gods and couples that everyone in the world envies and envies. .....
It's just a pity that there are not so many ifs and ifs in this world.
The priest's wife learned all the truth, unable to face the reality, and lost her only sustenance. She felt that those who loved her around her died tragically because of herself. When she faced the high priest every day, all the thoughts in her mind It's all those bloody pictures...
She also drove herself crazy, and her hatred made her want to kill the person next to her bed, but when she regained her sobriety, she still couldn't face a man who would give up his life for her own sake.
She couldn't bear to kill him, so she could only choose to kill herself in exchange for everyone's forgiveness.
She thought it was the only relief left for each other, but she didn't expect that for the priest's wife, it was indeed a relief, but facing the high priest, it became his shackles.
He guarded a withered heart and hugged a cold corpse for ten years. The only reason for him to persevere was that the priest's wife might come back to life...
As a rational and intelligent person like him, how could he not know that this hope is so slim, so slim that it can even be ignored, but it is because of this belief that he persisted in surviving.
He tried all kinds of methods within his ability, maybe Emperor Heaven pays off his painstaking efforts, and has been looking forward to you coming to Yuecheng. He originally thought that his waiting would produce a miracle, but he didn't expect that your appearance would make him A heart of despair was born...
I often think that if I were the high priest and saw the person I loved die in my arms, I would definitely not be able to survive alone for ten years. During these ten years, dead trees can grow into towering trees every spring. His heart has always been exhausted...
Rather than living alone like this, it is better to go with the one you love..."
Chu Chuyan held Mo Siyu's hand emotionally: "Mo'er, I don't have the strong will of the high priest. If something happens to you, I will never be able to face everything alone. You have to know my heart... ...."
Mo Siyu was embarrassed and blushed: "What can happen to me, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"In order to test your feelings for me, the high priest made you take a fake death drug... I thought you..." Thinking of this, Chu Chuyan still had lingering fears, full of fear, "You I don't even know what kind of life I was living when you were lying on the bed without making a sound, my heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp knives, and even breathing was painful...
I even thought that the dead are dead, and they don't feel any pain at all. Only the living are tortured, and only those who survive alone...
In my life, I never want to experience that moment again..."