But what about Duanmu Qingchen
And why did he stop outside the door
He immediately looked up at the sky and found that the moon had already moved to the west, and it was almost midnight.
He was a person who paid close attention to time, because solving a case was always closely related to time. He remembered that when he arrived here, it should have been less than 12 o'clock, so how could it be almost 12 o'clock now? Where did the memory of the two hours in between go
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind, and he was stunned again. A huge sense of loneliness filled his heart. Could it be that... someone deliberately made him forget...
He staggered back a step, the cold moonlight illuminating his lost face. Was it her
Could it be that he still couldn't hold back his emotions and said something to her? She didn't want to be embarrassed when she saw him again, so she erased his memory...
She was such a magical woman, she could take them to see the underworld, with such a magical power, so what if he lost his memory for a moment...
He lowered his head dejectedly, standing in the darkness of the alley. His heart was chilled by the moonlight at this moment, and his heart seemed to be emptied by the cold wind. He didn't know that falling in love with someone was so annoying, and he didn't know that losing someone he loved would be so painful...
She didn't even reject him in person...
She...hates him...
His figure swayed in the night, and he looked at the horse outside the yard. She was even willing to accept Duanmu Qingchen, but not him...
His heart was once again deeply pierced by the sharp blade, invisible blood flowed from his heart. He stood in the alley at a daze. Now, where should he go
Go back to the Eight Gates? Across the wall of his yard is her...
He wanted to drink, got drunk... and didn't know anything...
But is he still a man? Is he Fu Mingrui? Even if she doesn't love him, she can't just erase his memory! He stared at Jiumen again. Perhaps, he should go back and ask her.
But, wouldn't that be asking for trouble? If she could erase his memory once, she could erase it a second time, a third time...
He, Fu Mingrui, actually had moments of hesitation...
On the chessboard of fate, a white piece suddenly flashed, and Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils showed a hint of surprise. The outcome was already decided, but there was still someone who was undecided. Moreover, it was a white piece, and if he was undecided, could it turn into a black piece
"Your piece." Duanmu Qingchen pointed at the white piece.
Lian frowned and stared at the white seed quietly. She knew who he was. She slowly stretched out her hand and her fingertips rested behind him.
"It's a foregone conclusion. No matter which direction you push, you can't change Lin Shiyue's fate." Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes were nonchalant. He felt that Lian Youyou was just fighting a desperate battle and was deliberately delaying time.
"This child... whether to reject him or not, has nothing to do with Lin Shiyue's fate..." Lian Youyou's eyes showed a rare seriousness and emotion. She raised her left hand, and the hairpin box Fu Mingrui gave her appeared in her palm, "But it has something to do with me..."
The person in Duanmu Qingchen also saw the hairpin box that Fu Mingrui gave her.
"He... is the first man who fell in love with me since I came to the mortal world..." Lian Youyou looked ahead, "Falling in love with the me... who has no blood on my hands..."
Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes were startled. Is this... the goddess is moved? He looked at her in surprise. Can she be moved? Can she also have a heart? !
"Do you... understand love?" Lian turned her head slowly to look at Duanmu Qingchen. The time above was jumping forward one second at a time.
The divine light in Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils froze.
Lian Youyou smiled faintly, and her sudden tranquil and elegant expression caught Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes.
She looked into the distance: "Fu Mingrui's feelings for me... are pure, so... I am moved, because I know that pure love is rare and eternal." Lian turned her eyes to look at Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes, "What is the most common thing I have said to you in these ten thousand years?"
Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes were still looking at her absentmindedly.
Her expression became calmer, and her eyes became calm and gentle, like the gentle spring breeze, and like the softest white clouds in the world, making people's hearts involuntarily want to fall into that gentleness and not want to get up.
"Eternity?" Lian Youyou called again.
He suddenly came back to his senses and thought carefully. He should answer this question carefully.
Lian Youyou couldn't help but smile: "Do you still want to think about it? I tell you this every day."
His golden pupils flickered, and with Lian Youyou's reminder, he remembered the words she repeated to him in those few days. He straightened his expression: "I... am back, I... am leaving."
Lian Youyou lowered her eyes slightly, nodded, and sighed: "But after I came down, I talked to Fu Mingrui more than I talked to you..."
Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils froze immediately.
Lian raised her eyes and looked into the golden ocean: "We have been together for thousands of years, but our love is not as pure as this life. Tell me, is this our sorrow as gods?"
Duanmu Qingchen still stared at her blankly.
She smiled faintly, turning her head to look at the chess piece who was troubled by her, missed her, and suffered for her. She couldn't bear to part with this chess piece. How cruel it would be to erase his feelings for her like this. No true god had the right to do this with such true love and true nature.
Lin Tingjun did this to test her...
She took a deep breath. This man was actually even more evil than she was. He liked to give her problems...
She used the most gentle strength to gently push Fu Mingrui. Unexpectedly, she would also be moved by a little Wenquxing...
Standing in the dark alley, Fu Mingrui took a step forward. He was stunned and looked at the nine gates in front of him. Why? He was rejected by her, but in the end, he still chose to go to the nine gates...
Lian Youyou slowly withdrew her hand and let out a long sigh...
"Do you like her?" Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes fell on her melancholy face, and a hint of anger emerged in the golden flames. He didn't know where this anger came from
Lian Youyou turned to look at him at that moment, and smiled slyly again: "Are you jealous?"
He was stunned again.
Lian Youyou lowered her eyes and smiled: "Actually... when I was up there, the person I spent the most time with was my enemy. I developed feelings for Youchuan, and I also developed feelings for Heiyan. I don't know... now this Fan Yin who always watches me quietly from a distance..."
Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils immediately burst into flames.
Lian Youyou smiled wickedly, and deliberately looked back at Duanmu Qingchen who was full of murderous intent: "Tell me... if that Fan Yin didn't like me, why... did he always spy on me?" Lian Youyou's wicked smile became bigger and bigger. (To be continued)