When Mo Shuang returned to the inn room in despair, Leng Qisu was nowhere to be seen.
The quilts are neatly folded and the room is neatly tidied.
I asked the waiter and he only said that he saw him going out and didn't know where he went.
gone
Gone again
Mo Shuang leaned against the door panel and smiled bitterly.
Originally he was sad and wanted to find some comfort, but now, he ran away again.
Is this the man next to her? One by one will only disappoint her.
She laughed until she burst into tears. She was just a woman, she would get tired, tired, and hurt.
Leng Qisu, do we have to chase like this
Throwing away the long sword that was still dripping with blood, she slid along the door panel and sat on the ground.
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When Leng Qisu came back with the medicine bag, he saw such a scene.
The woman was sitting on the ground in the door of his wing with disheveled hair, her back leaning against the door panel, motionless, her eyes were blank, her face was pale, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Not far from her feet, there was a silver sword lying horizontally. There was bright red blood on the silver sword's blade. Beside the silver sword, there were two broken purple bracelets.
The amethyst bracelet was given to her by him.
Blood sword, broken bracelet.
Leng Qisu's expression changed. He didn't know what happened. He quickly knelt down and called her, "Shuang'er..."
The woman raised her eyes in a daze and looked at him blankly. After a while, she seemed to recognize him. Suddenly, she let out a "wow" and burst into tears.
Leng Qisu was startled and didn't understand why. He quickly reached out and took her into his arms, a little panicked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Didn't you leave? Why did you come back?" The woman raised her head from his arms and stared at him with red eyes, looking aggrieved. "Don't you like to escape? You run away! You run away. Go somewhere I can’t find you!”
As he spoke, he pushed him with his hand wrapped in cloth.
Leng Qisu frowned slightly, and finally understood. He reached out and pressed the woman into his arms. He put his chin on the top of her hair and sighed softly, "I didn't run away, I won't run away anymore, I just I went out to buy you medicine."
"Really?" Mo Shuang was overjoyed and felt unbelievable. She couldn't help but want to raise her head, but was restrained tightly by Leng Qisu.
"real!"
He hugged the woman in his arms tighter.
Nestled in his arms, Mo Shuang closed her eyes and breathed in his breath greedily. Suddenly she remembered something and jumped up, "Oh no, I... I just thought you were gone. When I get angry... When I get angry, I... I smashed the amethyst bracelet you gave me."
The corners of Leng Qisu's lips were slightly stiff. He had seen it when he walked in. He didn't expect that she had smashed it in anger. It was something passed down from generations.
But seeing her naive, aggrieved and timid look, how could he bear to blame her? He just smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, I'll give you another one later!"
He glanced sideways at the two purple fragments lying on the ground, then saw the bloody sword beside the fragments, and frowned slightly, "Chu Xunmo's blood?"
Mo Shuang was startled and followed his gaze before she realized what she was doing. Then she remembered the way the man left indifferently in the backyard. Her heart was blocked and she asked, "Why didn't you say it was my blood?"
"He won't hurt you!"
Leng Qisu's tone was determined, which was why he didn't stay just now. She had settled their matter by herself, and he respected her. The most important thing was that he knew that the man would not hurt her.
"Really?" Mo Shuang raised her face and smiled bitterly. She couldn't help but think of Chu Xunmo's situation, and tears flowed out. "Did he hurt me less? Leng Qisu, do you know? If it hadn't been for him , I am Feng Qingying now, how can I have all the troubles later?"
Leng Qisu was startled. Although everything was within his expectation, he was still shocked when this woman said it like this.
"Ying..." He reached out and gently held her face, staring at her distressedly, and wiped away the tears on her face bit by bit with his warm fingertips, "You must have suffered a lot, right?"
Mo Shuang sniffed and looked at him aggrievedly, "No!"
"I said, you will never let go of anyone who has hurt you. I gave his life to him, and I will take it back."
Leng Qisu's voice was very soft, as if he was coaxing, but Mo Shuang still felt a bone-crushing chill, and her heart trembled, "You want to kill him?"
"You don't want him to die?" Leng Qisu asked.
"I… "
She didn't know that if she wanted to, she could have killed him in the pavilion just now, but she ran away first.
Although she has Feng Qingying's memory, she is not her after all. She is Mo Shuang who has traveled through time. She can only feel everything Feng Qingying has endured through memory, and it is not as profound as personal experience.
She knew that although she hated Chu Xunmo, she was more disappointed, not Feng Qingying's disappointment, but her Mo Shuang's disappointment.
In her heart, he was really a very important existence, but she didn't expect that it would turn out like this in the end.
Seeing her stunned and helpless look, Leng Qisu felt distressed and pursed his lips, "Okay, if you don't want to, I won't kill you!"
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That night
In the guest room of the inn, there is a candlelight
Leng Qisu sat under the lamp and looked at the book in his hand. Mo Shuang sat opposite him, holding the two amethyst bracelets upside down, as if he wanted to stick them together.
But her hands were wrapped in thick strips of cloth, and she moved very clumsily. It took her a long time to stick them on, but she still couldn't.
Leng Qisu raised his eyes from the book and looked at her with interest, "You have a bad temper. Why do you let go when you lose your temper? What's the use of sticking it now? It won't break."
"Hey! It's not because of you!" Mo Shuang was angry for a moment. His hands were inconvenient. He spent a long time here and didn't see him coming to help. He just made sarcastic remarks.
"You said you, a woman, are really capable." Leng Qisu put down the book, stood up, walked to her, grabbed her wrist, locked his black eyes on her hand wrapped in cloth, and shook his head, "You always get yourself bruised all over your body and your hands are like this. Can't you just stay calm for a few days?"
"I..." This hand is probably because of him, and the bracelet is also because of him, but he is still here with his venomous tongue. Mo Shuang felt even more angry, and took out her hand angrily, and said coldly, "I want you to take care of it!"
Leng Qisu was not annoyed, he just sighed softly, "How can I feel relieved when you do this?"
Mo Shuang's heart trembled as she remembered his illness, and couldn't help but feel heartbroken again.
Today, the two of them talked openly and honestly for the first time all afternoon.
She told him what she knew, and he told her the truth about his situation.
She cried all afternoon, but she knew that she had to be strong, at least in front of this man.
"Leng Qisu, let's go find the Dragon Pearl, okay? Didn't you say that Divine Doctor Yun said that as long as the Dragon Pearl is found, you can still be saved? We still have more than a month, let's go find it together, okay?"
She wanted to grab his hand, but found that her hand was like that, so she simply put her wrist into his palm and let him hold it.
Leng Qisu picked her up, sat down, and let her sit in his arms, "Shuang'er, it's just because there is only more than a month left, and I don't want to waste this precious time on doing this directionless thing." Do you know the matter?"
"But..." Mo Shuang felt great pain in her heart, but did not dare to show it. She thought for a while and said, "Then let's go together tomorrow and walk around the places we have been, okay?"
He smiled and said, "Okay!"
Although, he has already walked through those places.
Although, he wanted to say that wherever she was, it was paradise.
"Leng Qisu..." Mo Shuang reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at him with watery eyes, "Do you know how much I love you?"
Leng Qisu's body froze, and suddenly, a touching smile appeared on the corners of his thin lips. He stared at her with the same black eyes, "I don't know! How much love do you have?"
"The kind that I love very much!" Mo Shuang blushed and put her head into his arms shyly.
A hint of desolation flashed across his eyes, and he laughed softly, reaching out to hold her face and letting her face him.
At this time, her cheeks were still blushing, and her eyes were watery. She was so charming and charming. Leng Qisu's heart skipped a beat when he saw her. He lowered his head and kissed her lips uncontrollably.
Mo Shuang's body trembled and she couldn't sit still. She instinctively supported the table with her hands. Unexpectedly, her sleeve took off an amethyst bracelet on the table and fell to the ground.
There was a pleasant crisp sound, and both of them were startled, relaxed, and looked down, only to see that the half-length bracelet was broken into countless pieces.
Mo Shuang wailed in her heart.
Leng Qisu suddenly narrowed his eyes, "What is that?"
(End of chapter)