"It seems that neither of you care about my opinion." Beichen Moxuan stopped, turned his head, looked helplessly at these two people who showed no measure of love, and said incredulously, "Can you two be normal in front of me? Can you not use your happiness to set off my sadness? Even if you want me to let go and quit willingly, you don't have to hurt me in this despicable and dirty way. Your heart is already bruised."
"I didn't have this idea originally, but as soon as you said it, I did. It's good to think about it. It's a good way to use an exciting way to get you out of the haze earlier." Beichen Moxuan stopped. The two of them also took advantage of the situation to stop, their arms around him tightened, raised their heads, met those familiar eyes, and said with a light smile, "Actually, I always feel that I owe you, one is because You have been taking care of me and protecting me with your memory of me, and I have no memory of what happened before, so I will feel that I have misused your kindness to other women; the second is because of you The ubiquitous protection, even getting hurt in order to protect me, helping me to do anything without asking for anything in return makes me feel a little overwhelmed, and I feel that I owe you something that will never be repaid. Do you understand? "
"You really are cruel enough." Beichen Moxuan smiled desolately, looked at her with hurt eyes, and said sadly, "Xing'er, did I tell you that your life is more bleak than before? Many, you start to put away your overflowing sympathy, you start to use the toughest means to force the other party to submit, you start to have your own iron and blood, and you start to become more and more like him." Meaningful He glanced at Luo Ming and smiled bitterly, suddenly he felt that Luo Ming was much happier than him.
A thousand years ago, Xing'er couldn't bear to hurt him, and always cared about him as a friend. Although this would bring him an illusion, she also cared about him as always. A thousand years later, Xing'er was with him, but he was deprived of the right to let him stay by her side and love her silently. He really didn't understand whether this was good or bad, maybe it would let him let go earlier, but did she understand how painful it would be
"How can people in two lives be the same." She opened her mouth and finally swallowed the words of comfort. She understood that what he needed was never her comfort and mercy. She took a deep breath, paused, and continued, "Murong Xing'er may be the most perfect, she is alluring, gentle and moving, but you have to admit that her sympathy is so overflowing that she leaves it to others. Deeper damage, just like him a thousand years ago."
He raised another free finger and pointed at the man beside him, paused, and continued, "She treated him in the way she thought, and she thought it would heal the scars in his heart, but she didn't want to be indecisive. But it gave him greater hope, and behind the greater hope is greater disappointment. Hesitation is the hardest thing to let go. I don't want to leave you with such regrets, nor do I want to cause you such pain , so I'd rather be a temporary bad person and let you say that you are not cold-blooded and ruthless, and I don't want to be a good person for a lifetime, indecisive, and seeing you hurt."