There are many things that I have never doubted before, so I will not consider those aspects.
However, once you have the seeds of doubt in your heart, and you look back, you will find that... there are still clues to many things.
For example, Li Moying and Mu Chengying are both thunder-attribute warriors with outstanding talents and identical personalities.
For example, some of Li Moying's small movements and the tone of his words that he inadvertently makes all have the shadow of Mu Chengying, especially after every attack of Soul Leaving Syndrome, he will say some inexplicable words, some of which are now in retrospect. Get up, it’s really too ambiguous...
For another example, both of them would call her Xiao Li'er, Little Fox... Apart from that, no one seemed to have ever called her that...
More importantly, when she first saw the face under Li Moying's mask in South Vietnam, at that moment, she had an illusion that what she saw was Mu Chengying himself!
Those sharp and charming peach blossom eyes are exactly the same.
In fact, there are men with beautiful eyes. What really makes the two of them so close is their eyes... She has never seen that kind of unfathomable eyes in other people's eyes...
Every time she saw Li Moying, she would have a feeling of déjà vu, and she could not help but be attracted to him. It was as if the two of them had known each other since very early on, and were already very familiar with each other, so they could have such a tacit understanding. Getting along so naturally...
So... are they... really the same person
Huang Yueli struggled repeatedly in her heart. She really hoped that the truth of the matter was like this, and she seemed to have found some evidence.
However, this kind of thing was so outrageous that she was always a little uneasy and didn't dare to be completely relieved.
Just when she was upset, Li Moying moaned again on the bed.
He also slept uneasily, his brows were furrowed, his face was pale, and cold sweat was constantly breaking out on his forehead.
"Little Fox… "
Huang Yueli sat on the edge of the bed, held his hand, and said worriedly: "I'm here, you... Where else do you feel uncomfortable? Otherwise... I'll ask Mo Yi to find Liu Buyan to show you... "
Li Moying suddenly exerted force on his hand and grasped her fair lower hand tightly, causing her pain.
"Don't... don't leave... don't look for him..."
Li Moying's dark and thick eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he half-opened his eyes and looked at her hazy, with a rare look of weakness in his eyes.
Once such a strong and domineering man shows weakness, his lethality will be doubled.
Huang Yueli's heart immediately moved, and she followed him in everything, "Okay, okay, I'm not looking for him, so can you let me go and I'll get you some water?"
Li Moying's eyes were still a little dazed, and he didn't know how conscious he was. He looked at Huang Yueli for a while before relaxing his grip slightly.
Huang Yueli went into Tianhuang Jue, got a pot of Holy Tang Lingquan water, put it in a cup, and brought it to his mouth.
Unfortunately, Li Moying was very uncooperative. No matter how much Huang Yueli fed him, the water would spill out. Even when his pillow was wet, he still couldn't drink.
Seeing this situation, Huang Yueli shook her head helplessly.
"It seems... there is no other way... did you do it on purpose?"
(End of chapter)