Her pink lips moved slightly, her voice was cold and cold: "Chu Wuxin, if you change your mind, come to me."
After finishing speaking, he followed the messenger and left without looking back.
When Ye Qingluo's figure followed the messenger and disappeared outside the barrier.
In the dormitory, the young man who had been standing in the haze suddenly seemed to lose all his hostility, and his whole body collapsed on the ground.
There was a heavy "boom", which surprised the hall master.
He immediately walked to Chu Wuxin's side and supported him with one hand.
The light passed through the open door of the palace, clearly shining the slumped and helpless, as well as dazed and helpless on the young man's face into the eyes of the palace master.
But, the next moment.
The expression on Chu Wuxin's face had returned to be as cold as ice.
He waved his arm and pushed the hall master away: "You go out."
"I said Wuxin, that woman doesn't know what's good and what's wrong. You really like her so much, just grab her. Why make yourself look like this."
The hall master's face was condensed, it was the first time he saw such an expression on Chu Wuxin's face.
"I said, you go out." Chu Wuxin's tone became a little more serious.
An icy coldness drifted through the air.
The Palace Master stared at Chu Wuxin.
The expression on his face became more and more ugly.
After a long while, he snorted coldly: "Okay! I'll go! I'll go! I'll let you fend for yourself here, I advise you to be a fool!"
With a "bang", the palace door was slammed shut.
The standing boy fell to the ground again.
He leaned against a glazed column and raised his head slightly.
The icy eyes seemed to be filled with misty water.
In my mind, the scenes that happened with Ye Qingluo in the broken courtyard of the Sanquan Zongfu five years ago kept circling.
Immediately afterwards, there was another scene of Ye Qingluo and Di Moxuan's sweet love.
It was Ye Qingluo who refused him coldly again, with such a firm and unwavering appearance.
In his heart, it seemed that something was tearing him apart.
The pain made him unable to breathe.
What Ye Qingluo said was actually not wrong.
He fell in love with Ye Qingluo, and was obsessed with Ye Qingluo.
It was the warmth she gave when I first met her.
What he longed for was her warmth.
But…
I have been persistent for a long time.
This greed has been deeply engraved in the depths of the soul.
He just wants the night to clear up.
Crazy want to clear the night.
He is actually very clear.
Ye Qingluo will not leave Di Moxuan.
Her love will never be given to him.
However, he still couldn't help but want to give it a try, and wanted to seek such a small chance.
He is not willing to let go...
"Friends... relatives..."
Chu Wuxin whispered what Ye Qingluo said in a low voice.
He smiled lowly.
Indeed, to be friends, to be brothers, to be relatives.
Only then can he truly stay by Ye Qingluo's side.
Only then can he really feel the warmth he wants.
He knew that Ye Qingluo had always been obliged to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of fire to his brothers.
But…
He doesn't want to.
He just wants to be her only one.
I don't want to be one of her brothers, friends, or relatives.
he would rather...
Use her only special enemy, this unique identity, to maintain a relationship with her.
I don't want to...
Be those so-called brothers, friends and relatives.
Can…
Such a special existence.
he lost.
Maybe it was the warmth he wanted from Ye Qingluo.
why...
He wants to be so painful in the past memories.
And she, can she be happy in Di Moxuan's arms
She belongs to him.
his…
Chu Wuxin's hand trembled slightly.
The tightly closed corners of the eyes seemed to be crystal clear, slowly sliding down...