"I..." Qiao Jin was speechless.
Ye Qingluo continued to sneer: "Qiao Jin, I don't know what your difficulties are, and I don't want to know that you can give up Xiao Yi so calmly, but there is one thing, please understand, understand."
"Xiao Yi just likes you, not your property. You have no right to stop her from liking you, and you have no right to let her be with someone else."
Qiao Jin lowered his head silently.
After a while, a voice full of pain and helplessness sounded softly: "You are right... I am too selfish."
He smiled lowly, the kind of wry smile that made people feel distressed.
"I want to give up on Xiaoyi... It breaks my heart just thinking about it, so... I want to see her marry Xi Shanglan with my own eyes. As long as she gets married, I think I can definitely give up..."
Ye Qingluo pursed her lips: "So, do you still think that you can give up?"
"..." There was silence again, replacing all answers.
Ye Qingluo did not continue to ask.
I just stared at Qiao Jin quietly, watching the water stagnate drop by drop on his thigh.
Heart, inexplicably softened a bit.
Fortitude like Qiao Jin.
But at this time, the man suffered so much that he shed tears.
He still loves Yan Xiaoyi.
Love Yan Xiaoyi very, very deeply.
Loved so much that even the boy burst into tears.
Why did she still reject Yan Xiaoyi
The two love each other, but the pain of love.
Ye Qingluo couldn't understand what such love was.
"Maybe... I should be alone for a while..." After a long time, the man with his head down choked up his voice.
His muscles tensed and his fists clenched.
Seemingly suppressing strong emotions, he took a deep breath: "A person may be able to think carefully, how should I choose..."
"Ah!"
A sneer that was neither yin nor yang interrupted Qiao Jin's words.
Qiao Jin raised his eyes, his red eyes, looking at Ye Qingluo.
But Ye Qingluo sneered sneeringly at the corner of his mouth, and his narrow and long eyes were full of coldness: "After you think it over, I think... you may never see Xiao Yi again."
"What?"
"Didn't you hear what Maomao said just now?" Ye Qingluo asked with a sneer.
Qiao Jin: "She... just said..."
"Maomao is a beastman. It has the blood and habits of ordinary cats and beasts. Animals can most intuitively sense human emotions." Ye Qingluo half-supported his head and looked at him with a half-smile.
Qiao Jin's eyes widened suddenly: "You mean...Xi Shanglan's treatment of Xiao Yi is simply..."
"Not necessarily." Ye Qingluo shook her finger, raised her eyebrows and looked at Qiao Jin's worried expression, "Xi Shanglan should like Xiao Yi, but... Xi Shanglan should be more important than love." the goal of."
"No, it's impossible, how could he use Xiao Yi!" The expression on Qiao Jin's face was unpredictable, and the pain in his eyes kept growing.
Ye Qingluo sneered: "What's impossible? If you really put Xiao Yi in the most important position in your heart as Xi Shanglan said in his words, how could it be possible that when you heard Xiao Yi say that she liked you? , and can show you a gentle and polite smile."
At least, Di Moxuan would definitely not.
If it was Di Moxuan, after hearing about other men, he showed a little affection for her.
Emperor Moxuan would definitely announce domineeringly and forcefully that she—Ye Qingluo, was his Emperor Moxuan's woman.
If you really like someone, you will want to possess everything about the other person.
Absolutely no room for sand.
Like Xi Shanglan, when she heard the woman she loves so much that she likes another man, she can still say goodbye to that man gently and politely...
is it possible