The pupils behind the green jade mask suddenly contracted. The man's hand pressing on Xin Yi's face tightened, his lips were a little pale, and he said with difficulty: "I...... There is my helplessness and pain......"

"Then I'll give myself another chance, give you another chance, and for the last time, you tell me clearly, your helplessness and pain...... You know that as long as you say it, I can ignore it for three years and ten years...... You know that sometimes I'm just a fool......" Xin Yi choked up more and more, his eyes were already moist, and he tried his best to spit out the last two words in the same tone as before, "...... Childe ......"

Son.

In my eyes, it has always been you. It's just that the reflection in your eyes is not me.

As long as you say it, I believe it, I am willing, I willingly, I have made myself a fool.

It's a pity that the love is not long, and the people who are not long-lived are all missed.

The man who was propped up above Xin Yi suddenly bent his elbows, leaned down, and narrowed the distance between the two, and in the blink of an eye, his clothes were entangled, and his breath overlapped, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

So close, I can feel the temperature of each other's skin behind our thin shirts, I can feel the slight itch of each other's breath on my cheeks, and I can feel that every inch of my body is at the most intimate distance in the world, telling their words insincerely.

Telling, I don't know what to do.

“…… I...... It is the fourth son of Jinshang, the king of Yue......" The man opened his mouth, and the heat hit Xin Yi's face, which was so cold that it was terrifying.

"You...... Say it again?" Xin Yi's heartbeat slowed gradually.

The man seemed to take a deep breath, and at that moment countless thoughts crossed his mind, some were crazy, some were painful, some were ambitious, some were one person for a lifetime, and the last one was Xue Gong's sentence: We are not ruthless, but exactly, in order to protect.

"Huh...... Guard...... Sure enough, it took my life......" The man laughed self-deprecatingly, the sound of blood tumbling in his throat, and the answer of a few words seemed to grind out his flesh and blood.

Eating bones, deceiving oneself, and paying for all the flesh and blood, it's not as good as what you took away, my heart and my life.

My helplessness and pain all arise from you.

All the mistakes in my life are because of you.

"Listen, this is the truth...... the man's throat moved, and he re-stared at the woman under him, even if it was dark all around, he could see it, her reddened eyes, her loneliness, and the unbelievability of everything she touched his heart.

Ten thousand arrows pierced through the heart. So in just a few words, the man made a mistake in this life.

"This king, Li Jingxiao, is the fourth son of Jinshang, and he is the king of Yue. ”

At that moment, Childe died.

There is only Li Jingxiao in the world.

Xin Yi's heartbeat stopped instantly. The darkness at the bottom of the eyes gradually expanded, covering the entire eye, so that the darkness could not be seen.

Love and righteousness are like knives, and they begin to take people's lives with knives.

The obsession in the depths of hell begins to turn into madness.

"King Yue, Li Jingxiao?" After a long time, Xin Yi sneered, "Until now, you are still weaving a flower account for me and hiding me as a fool?"

“…… I didn't mean ......," the man interrupted, fearing that if he heard one more sentence, his heart would go crazy, "It's just the best way...... Protecting you"

"Thoughtful?" Xin Yi sneered and became more sarcastic, as if he didn't even want to refute, "What a touching mind." Shouldn't I burst into tears and be grateful? But I forgot that you are the best chess player, and I just need to be like a chess piece, pretending to be blind and stupid to listen to you?"

The man was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to explain, but was coldly interrupted by Xin Yi: "From the beginning, you were talking to yourself, thinking that you were strategizing, and thinking that everything was for my good." Have you ever asked me what I mean, thought about how I felt?"

Xin Yi swallowed astringent tears, sarcastic and sad: "By the way, you are a chess boy, proud, confident, where do you need to ask what others think." You're high, you're calculating, you're a winner in everything right, but have you ever thought that there is a game in the world where you will lose completely?"

The face behind the green jade mask gradually turned white. The man violently pressed Xin Yi's wrist, with great force, and like madness, he roared in a low voice: "Don't say it! Shut up! Believe it or not, this king will ruin everything!!"

The moon shadow shattered, and the dragon was furious. The sharp pain in the wrist did not pity the jade at all.

Xin Yi smiled, laughing like a winner, laughing desperately and happily, laughing so much that his whole heart was falling into the endless abyss.

"What makes you angry is that as him, the soul is broken and the beauty is gone, or as a chess boy, he calculates everything but loses the chess, this love word game?"

It's her who is angry, or chess.

What loses is love or pride.

What was shattered was a piece of sincerity in vain, or whether the chess king actually lost.

The enraged man fell silent.

At that moment, his heart was also sinking into the abyss.

Because he found that at that moment, an instinctive voice in his heart chose the latter.

The man was stunned. The brilliance on Xin Yi's face became brighter, and she was so painful that she couldn't find her heart, and the tip of her nose was painful with her tears, but she felt happy, not as him, but just as Xin Yi.

She won.

For the first time, she wanted to win for herself once.

She stretched out an index finger, like a playful little girl, nodded the man's frowns that were clenched because of anger, and smiled faintly, with a chill: "What are you talking about, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous." I already have the answer, and you, too, have the answer. ”

The man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly reached out to cover Xin Yi's mouth, wanting to cover it up, deceiving himself, but he didn't want to hear the answer, even if his instinct had already preceded him and told him.

Selfish, proud, ambitious, he lost.

Xin Yi's smile became thicker, and he smiled the most beautifully, but also the most desperate, at the green jade mask that was already trembling-

"What I want has always been you, and what you want is just the icing on the cake of a royal industry. ”

All I want is you.

And what you want is just the icing on the cake.

I wish you all over Kyushu, praise you for your prosperous life, and then have a beauty as a companion, and the history is like a dream.

In the middle of the third watch, the moon shadow was swaying, and the man couldn't see the specific woman's face clearly, but he also felt that the brilliant smile was eroding his bones, ripping out his heart, and taking his life.

The bells of hell rang, and sin blossomed in an instant.

Then the man smiled too, the same bright smile, as when he first saw it, beautiful and evil: "Is it that you won't believe what I say now?"

The last word fell.

The man raised his hand and removed the mask from his face—

Qingyu was thrown to the ground with a crisp sound, and the hazy moonlight reflected the outline of three points, and time stood still at that moment.

Behind the green jade mask, he is the Jiao in the potential dark pool, the poison behind the love, and the lice under the brocade clothes.

Every inch of muscles and bones is all too familiar.

Every inch of the truth couldn't be more cruel.

His her. hers him. There was a moment of condensation of breathing.

Xin Yi subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch that face, the face of longing for the twilight, but when he was in mid-air, he suddenly paused, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little strange at that moment.

and icy.

Cold as a viper behind a tent of flowers.

Xin Yi pulled his mouth self-deprecatingly, withdrew his hand, suppressed the sweet smell in his throat, and smiled without showing weakness: "No, I don't believe it." ”