He looked at her for a long time, and finally shook his head and said: "How can we, mortals, decide what happened a thousand years ago?"
"So do you believe that people you met a thousand years ago will meet each other a thousand years later?" Luo Qingchen took a sip of wine, and the whole shimmering hall was filled with the faint aroma of wine.
She actually knew that the other party didn't have any memory, but she always had some expectations in her heart, hoping that she would at least remember a little bit.
Even if it is just a vague memory, although it is a luxury, it makes people look forward to it.
"Probably not." Mo Ye also seemed to be very sad. He drank a glass of wine and said, "Why should we keep thinking about something so long ago? It's impossible not to leave regrets in this life, let alone a thousand years ago. .”
"Do you have any regrets?"
"have."
"What regret?"
Hearing this, he took a sip of wine and chuckled, but did not answer.
Luo Qingchen took a few gulps of wine, took a deep breath, looked at him and said, "Now that Feng Ling'er is like this, will you still go to her?"
"You seem to dislike her very much?" Mo Ye did not reply to her question immediately, but asked another question.
"There will always be conflicts between people." Luo Qingchen frowned and said, "It's hard to explain."
"Yes! It's hard to explain." Mo Ye smiled bitterly and said, "I will go find her again. That is the promise I made."
When Mo Ye said this, he looked into her eyes seriously and did not leave her eyes for a moment.
He seemed to want to convey emotions, the most real emotions, with those deep and beautiful eyes.
For some reason, her eyes reddened inexplicably when she heard what he said. She shook the wine jar, drank all the wine in it and said, "I understand!"
Promise, promise, promise…
She couldn't help but recall the scene from thousands of years ago at this moment, the cold prison and the desperate trial.
He also promised her that he would protect her for the rest of his life, but when his family returned home on May 1st, he did not remember his promise.
Mo Ye looked at her, with endless darkness in his deep eyebrows, and said for a long time, "How about you wait for me for ten days?"
"Ten days..." Luo Qingchen laughed to himself and said, "Okay! Let's disappear into each other's world for ten days! I'll wait for you. If you don't come, I won't wait."
"Okay-" He gently raised his hand, trying to touch her cheek, but she avoided it, and there seemed to be something swirling in her eyes.
Seeing her being so wronged, Mo Ye sighed softly, as if he couldn't help but say what was in his heart, but after a few seconds, he tried his best to suppress it in his heart.
I feel bad, I feel bad...
He wanted to give her a hug and a kiss between the eyebrows, but he couldn't do it.
Ding—the favorability is increased by ten, and the task completion rate is 50%.
In fact, she would still be happy when he increased his favorability towards her. But she still wanted to hear it, wanted to hear him say that he had never liked Feng Ling'er, wanted to hear him say that the name of the person he cared about was Luo Qingchen.
The night was very quiet, and once she drank a jar of wine, he wouldn't let her drink it.
She was not stubborn and sent him to the entrance of Shiguang Palace. She looked at him with a slight nod and said, "I'll wait for you for ten days. Don't forget it again just like you deleted the words."
"Last time?" He frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "When was the last time?"
"If I said it was a thousand years ago, would you believe it?" She pursed her lips, her bright eyes as clear as water.
Mo Ye squinted his eyes, raised his hand, gently touched her head and said, "Letter!" (To be continued)