Mochizuki turned his head and looked at Yuan Yingxing in a daze.

I have been noisy and noisy before, and the love is almost over.

However, after this meeting, Yuan Yingxing has always been very tolerant of her. Topics she didn't like, he never brought up again. It's as if five years of endless quarrels and antagonisms between them, there is no zài. But how can there be no zài? Every day, every hour, every moment, Mochizuki can clearly feel each other's disputes.

She doesn't back down, thinking that if you want to do this, then that's fine. Why do I retreat and I throw in the towel? I don't admit defeat! It's obviously you who is wrong!

But after being reborn, after completely shifting the focus of his life to Yang Qing, those dissatisfaction with Yuan Yingxing dissipated a lot. Yuan Yingxing and Yang Qing have a very clear positioning in her mind. One is the most important person and the other is the favorite person. The most important person in the past, when she was a teenager, confused her and couldn't figure out her feelings. But not anymore. Do not be weak, but accept it. Yuan Yingxing is his childhood sweetheart, his own leader, and the rest is nothing.

Mochizuki looked down on the problems between them, and she told Yang Qing that it was nothing. Because there is nothing about this, so as not to affect her. What an optimistic person she is.

However, it affected Yuan Yingxing.

He has always been pessimistic and sensitive. After this meeting, he tolerated himself everywhere, and Mochizuki didn't realize that he was apologizing to me with his actions? said that he didn't stop Yao Fu from killing me before, he was very sorry? He's worried, how can I blame him......

Then the topic drifted to the point of asking Mochizuki to go back.

Mochizuki heard the sparseness in Yuan Yingxing's tone, and turned his head to look at the young man next to him. She had a subtle change of mood, wondering: Why did his voice sound sad? What is he sad about? Just because I like Yang Qing? What's so sad about this? Didn't he already know?

Mochizuki couldn't bear it and said embarrassedly, "No need...... As long as you don't close the mountain, I don't have to stay with Yang Qing. ”

Yuan Yingxing felt very tired, he looked at the sky and the water, and he had to smile at this girl, laughing so much that he felt even more weak, "You stay." Because I suddenly felt that it was a good idea to reach a settlement with Cloud Gate. To tell you the truth, I had this intention to apostasy and deliberately apostasy this time, but I later ......, "Later, your death stimulated me and made me give up this idea," I plan to reconcile with Yunmen, and near the entire Baidao, to see what they need to be so hostile to continue. Rather than fighting with Bai Dao all day long, I want to unify the Demon Gate first. You are the saint of my teaching, and I believe that you will always teach me. Just marry Yunmen and treat it as a marriage. I have a hunch that the negotiation on this side will not go very smoothly, so you can help me take a look at Yunmen and collect some information. ”

Suddenly, all of a sudden, it's time to get down to business!

The topic changed and caught people off guard!

Mochizuki really hopes that the Holy Sect can reconcile with Cloud Gate, but he has to convince Yuan Yingxing. If Yuan Yingxing disagrees, she won't say anything. Yuan Yingxing agreed so suddenly now, Mochizuki didn't care about the surprise, and he had to be reserved, "...... Then you have to give me the identity of a saint, otherwise I will speak to the Holy Sect in Cloud Gate, in what position? ”

Yuan Yingxing turned her head to look at her, "The previous saint Mochizuki is dead, and I killed her." And you, I won't give you the status of a saint. ”

Mochizuki was stunned.

"When you come back to my Holy Sect, I will give you this identity. Now, you are just an ordinary village girl, a little girl who admires Yang Qingcheng and has nothing to do with my Holy Sect. ”

Mochizuki continued to look at him in a daze.

When others say this, it may mean that I think about you, if you bear the name of a saint, it will be difficult to stay in the current Cloud Gate, so you still don't want the identity of a saint.

But Mochizuki understands that Hara Yingxing, and he definitely doesn't mean that.

He just breathed a sigh of air. Don't you like Yang Qing? Then don't go back to the Holy Religion, and don't want the identity of a saint. I killed you, I bear the consequences, and I don't need anyone to forgive.

Yuan Yingxing said lightly, "Yue Ya'er, for you and Yang Qing's matter, I will step back, I will always step back." But for the rest, don't expect too much. Unless you return to the Holy Religion, I will not give you anything. "It's just a dowry for you.

"I'm willing to go back to the Holy Sect, but you won't let me go back now!" Mochizuki was a little anxious.

The side of his face was still faint. His meaning is clear, anyway, if you are Islamian, I will close the mountain; If you want to chase Yang Qing, just stay, but my Holy Sect doesn't recognize you.

The choice between the two is not difficult. Both Hara Yingxing and Mochizuki knew that Mochizuki would definitely choose to stay. There is still room to stay. After going back, Mochizuki is probably really going to lose Yang Qing.

It's just that Mochizuki looked at the young man next to him and looked at him for a long time. A drop of rain suddenly splashed on her forehead, and she reached out and said it was going to rain.

There was a layer of smoke on the river, and the voices of the wine shops on both sides were far away, but Yuan Yingxing sat calmly. The wind blows his clothes, his side face is snow-white and cold, his eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, but he has a sharp beauty.

Mochizuki reached out and put his hand on his hand that was holding the ground. After a while, Mochizuki said in a very low voice, "Yuan Yingxing, my death has nothing to do with you, you don't want to be like this." You don't want to let yourself go...... I'm worried about your state. ”

Yuan Yingxing didn't speak.

His mind had drifted a little far.

Can't you let yourself go...... His head began to sting slightly.

Mochizuki whispered something in his ear, and he couldn't hear it so clearly. He just suddenly remembered what his mother had told him in the past, "Xing'er, don't be like your father. You don't have to let go of yourself, don't push yourself. ”

Two people have already told him such things.

However, Yuan Yingxing didn't want to reply to anything.

Mochizuki put his hand on his head and covered him. Yuan Yingxing looked up and saw her kneeling up, Mingyan's face taller than herself. The sparse rain fell on the corners of her eyes, her eyebrows, and on her hair. She didn't wipe it herself, but like a child, she stretched out her hand to block it. Yuan Yingxing was in a trance, and heard the girl say to herself, "It's raining, let's go back?" ”

Yuan Yingxing said, "You go back." I want to sit down again and think about something. ”

Mochizuki immediately replied, "Then I'll accompany you." ”

The young man smiled, stretched out his big hand, and rubbed her hair. She was obviously kneeling higher than him, but as soon as he lazily raised his hand and touched her head, Mochizuki couldn't dodge, so he pressed him down. The girl wanted to avoid his touch, but if Yuan Yingxing refused, she couldn't struggle. In Mochizuki's dissatisfied eyes, the young man's hand slowly caressed her eyebrows.

Resting on the skin under her eyes.

Cold, moist, and girlish.

Vaguely, it seems that I saw Mochizuki again, the girl who looked up at herself back then...... There was a sudden thrust, and my head hurt even more.

"Yuan Yingxing, what's wrong with you?" Mochizuki stretched out his hand to support him, seeing that he was holding his forehead in his hand, he didn't blame him anymore, and said anxiously, "Are you sick?" I see that your face is very bad, do you have a headache? ”

Yuan Yingxing said, "yes, I have a headache. Yueya'er, let me hug you...... If only you were so young forever that you wouldn't grow up. ”

In a breath, he stretched out his hand and dragged the girl into his arms and sat down. Mochizuki felt like an alert little beast in the forest, and instantly felt that he had been deceived, and stretched out his elbow to block Yuan Yingxing's rubbing. She blushed with anger, but as soon as she fell into his arms, he hugged and hugged him, and he couldn't hide from it.

He also pinched his face......

What a liar!

Mochizuki found an opportunity, and when he pinched his mouth with his hand, he suddenly lowered his head and bit his hand. thought he would let himself go, but his slender and white hand stopped at his mouth right now, and he didn't say a word when she bit like this. Mochizuki looked up and saw that his eyelashes were blinking lightly, and his eyes seemed to be wet.

Quiet and somber, gentle and delicate.

This kind of gaze is like watching something leave you and fall off from you. But he could only watch, and he couldn't do anything about it.

At this moment, Mochizuki looked into his eyes, and his heart jumped heavily, feeling something.

She let go, and he stopped hugging her hard, and she jumped up and got out of his arms, three feet away from him.

The girl was a little overwhelmed.

If you want to speak, you stop, and you want to say again. His little face was so red that he had nowhere to put his hands on either side of his body.

Yuan Yingxing was amused.

He let out a low sigh and smiled to shatter the dead silence around him. Mochizuki breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "It's raining, and the food in the baggage is going to be cold...... I'm going back first. Are you really not going with me? ”

"I said I still have something to think about, so I won't go back with you," Seeing that she was still wandering left and right, Yuan Yingxing sighed, "Yueya'er, you don't pretend to think that I want to miss you, so I am reluctant to leave, right?" ”

"Of course not! As the leader of the Holy Sect, you have a lot to think about, and sometimes you think about me. I don't have anything to think about! Mochizuki didn't blink.

She's lying again...... She certainly didn't think so......

Yuan Yingxing laughed in a low voice, feeling comfortable and sad that he could easily see through Mochizuki's thoughts.

He knew her so well, he knew her better than Yang Qing...... But Yang Qing can marry her, he understands her, what does it mean?

In the end, under the half-joke of Yuan Yingxing, Mochizuki left first. She was actually a little entangled, and she could see Yuan Yingxing's thoughts about herself, and her heart was shocked, thinking: How is this possible?! It's impossible! Didn't he love Yao Fu and die and live! Why is it suddenly me?! I must be lame! Yes, it must be so.

So she wanted to flee from Yuan Yingxing as soon as possible.

Things were troublesome enough, and she didn't want to trouble anymore......

After Mochizuki left, Hara Yingxing sat alone. After sitting for a while, a child came running up to him and called out to him upstairs. Yuan Yingxing was annoyed by the shouting, looked down, and saw that in the window of the highest floor of the attic, a child was holding an umbrella, jumping up desperately, and wanted to hand it to him.

Because Yuan Yingxing sat on the eaves at the highest point of the building to watch the scenery, ordinary people can't reach this height. The child jumped and jumped, handed him an umbrella, and looked back to the street in a milky voice, "Just now, my sister bought an umbrella and told you." ”

Yuan Yingxing turned around, because of the rain, there were no pedestrians on the road at all. The drizzle is like a stream, dripping, vertical and horizontal streets, business travelers facing each other, hawkers receiving goods, and pedestrians sheltering from the rain. The fair girl who held an umbrella in the rain was washed fresh by the rain, as if she could reach out and touch, but in fact, only the ocean under her feet could be reached.

The rain was dripping and dripping. Everything is silent.

Yuan Yingxing clenched the umbrella in his hand - Yue Ya'er likes the sound of rain, and he likes it too. But she's gone, and he's still there.

Whether you go too slow or not, no one can always catch up.

He sat by the river for an afternoon and watched the rain all afternoon. The wind and cold rain were bleak and cold, and my head was blown all afternoon. He gradually had the intention of giving up, he didn't want to stay like this anymore, he wanted to give up this body to another consciousness.

It's very boring to be here. Another consciousness is better at dealing with these things than himself, right? Anyway, the other self doesn't have much thought about Yue Ya'er.

He held his head on his hands and was dazed for an afternoon. In the evening, when it was dark, I thought: No, I can't just sleep like this. Before I fall asleep, I want to see Yang Qing. I want to be sure that he is the one who Yueyaer deserves to be admired.

The rain began to fall in the afternoon, and when Yuan Yingxing returned with an umbrella after the evening, the rain was still falling. After going back, Mochizuki has been restlessly waiting for news from Hara Yingxing. She was afraid that she would be seen by Yang Qing like this, and she didn't dare to go to Yang Qing in the afternoon. Now that she finally heard the news that Yuan Yingxing had returned safely, Mochizuki finally relieved her heart - he was so fragile and sensitive, she was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to think about it.

At this time, Mochizuki leaned on the window and asked the news of the return of Yuan Yingxing, the servant of the house, and the door on the other side was knocked. Mochizuki asked, "Who?" ”

"Me." Yang Qing's voice was extremely warm.

He went to the porch, stood in front of the door of the maiden's house, and knocked on the door as he collected his umbrella. Hearing the echo of the girl in the door, he smiled and said, "I'm here to thank you for the snacks you brought me, they are delicious." ”

That's a polite remark.

Usually after speaking, Mochizuki will come and open the door for him and happily invite him into the house. After all, most of the time Mochizuki takes the initiative, and Yang Qing rarely takes the initiative to find Mochizuki. So when I came to her once in a while, Mochizuki was always very enthusiastic, afraid that he would just pass by, turn around and leave.

However, Yang Qing's umbrella was collected, and he listened to the voice of the little girl in the house, "It's so late, do you have something to do with me?" ”

So late?

Yang Qing thought, is it late? Who used to be the one who didn't leave my place every night?

Is there something serious?

Yang Qing thought, there is no serious matter, I shouldn't be looking for you?

"It doesn't matter," he said slowly, "It doesn't matter......

The girl in the room seemed to be waiting for him to say this, and when she heard this, she hurriedly said, "Since it's not important, let's talk about it tomorrow." I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep. ”

Yang Qing stood silently at the door, his thin shirt blown by the rain and half of his shoulders wet. His knuckles were white as he held the handle of the umbrella.

Rejected by Mochizuki for the first time......

He looked down and saw the water flowing from the umbrella, meandering into a small river and flowing down the wall.

"Yang Qing?" Not hearing his echo, Mochizuki asked worriedly in the room.

Yang Qing snorted, and said gently, "It's okay, you can rest well, I'm leaving." ”

He heard the girl's calm voice, "See you tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

He's really good-tempered.

It was easier and easier for him to judge the emotion exposed in Mochizuki's tone.

She was weak in heart and afraid of him.

He likes Mochizuki to rely on him and trust him, not to be afraid of him. Because he is too easy to find out about the problems she exposes, is she afraid of him? Afraid of provoking him? Afraid he's upset?

Yang Qing returned to the rain with an umbrella, and as he walked, he thought about the problem between himself and Mochizuki. I don't know how other people's feelings develop, but between him and Mochizuki, there has always been such friction. She didn't care about him before, so she dared to say anything and lie anything. Now she doesn't dare, so she doesn't say a lot to him......

Yang Qing thought, when, the two of them have to discuss this issue openly and honestly.

But then I thought that she was leaving, and it was difficult to discuss this issue.

He was slightly annoyed: You are leaving, I went to talk to you, and you actually closed the door and disappeared?!

Thinking a lot like this, he has always been delicate, and he pays far more attention to these things than the rough Mochizuki, and this can't be changed. But when he came to his house, he saw the situation ahead and paused. In front of the house, there was a pine tree with rich branches and leaves, green and quiet, like a big umbrella. The owner of the house proudly said that the tree was at least 100 years old.

Now under this hundred-year-old tree, there stood a pale young man.

The young man heard his footsteps and turned his head, it was Yuan Yingxing.

At a distance of nearly ten zhang, Yuan Yingxing and Yang Qing were silent.

Yuan Yingxing suddenly made a move, his body was like the wind, cold and cold, and he hit Yang Qing. Yang Qing had an umbrella in his hand and returned the gesture with one hand. In the rainy night, the two of them were vigorous, one was weird, the other was light, and the ghosts were haunting the immortals, and they passed several tricks in a row. The move was fierce, the real air turned, blowing the pine leaves to make a rustling sound, and the grass and trees in the courtyard were a little flying.

Yang Qing's body was elegant, dust-free, holding an umbrella, forming a natural barrier, and the rain on all sides bypassed him.

The umbrella stood on the eaves of the house, looking down at Yuan Yingxing, Yang Qing said softly, "The original sect leader has something important to look for?" ”

Yuan Yingxing looked at him coldly, the other party's polite and shocking temperament really made him feel disgusted. I think that because of Yang Qing, I will hate this kind of gentle and jade-like man in the world.

Yes, it is as warm as jade, but it is not soft to restrain people. If it wasn't for Yang Qing's sideways intervention before, he had to take the initiative to fight against the Golden Hall Master, how could Mochizuki suddenly choose to stand on Yang Qing's side? If it weren't for Yang Qing's hand of flying immortals, Yuan Yingxing would have taken Mochizuki away a long time ago.

It was Yang Qing's hand that made Yuan Yingxing lose. His biggest mistake was to think that Yang Qing was completely harmless, and that what Mochizuki liked was a man with a bare face who was as clean as glass on the outside.

Yang Qingzhen taught himself a lesson.

Yuan Yingxing said lightly, "There are indeed some things to talk about with Elder Yang in this seat. ”

This is in the capacity of the Demon Sect Leader, and the identity of the Elder of the Cloud Gate.

Yang Qing understood that what he was going to say must be the right thing, so he gave up his hand at the moment, "Sect Master, please." ”

After Yuan Yingxing entered the house, what he talked to Yang Qing about the cooperation between the Holy Sect and Cloud Gate and the reconciliation with Bai Dao. But it's just a rough outline, although Yang Qing is an elder of the Cloud Gate, but in the mountains, he is just an elder who teaches his disciples homework, and he can't call the shots on the major affairs of the sect. Of course, Yuan Yingxing knew that he couldn't be the master, so the two of them just discussed it and left a bottom here with Yang Qing, and after that, Yuan Yingxing still had to talk to the head of Cloud Gate and the heads of the entire White Dao.

The original sect leader didn't let go of his mouth before, but now he suddenly changed his words, and it sounded ...... It's unreliable.

Yuan Yingxing's inconsistent and changeable style is a calm person like Yang Qing, who can adapt a little.

Yang Qing looked at the other party, "The sect leader doesn't have to be so eager. If you reconcile with my Cloud Gate, you need to tell the head of the ......"

"Plus Yao Fu," Yuan Yingxing said lightly, "She also hopes that the two parties will reconcile." The opinions of the two elders, of course, the head of the Cloud Gate will take them into account. ”

Yang Qing nodded and said, "But it's just Cloud Gate. As far as I know, your sect is also very fond of the rest of the sects. If you want to reconcile, I'm afraid it will ......"

Yuan Yingxing sneered, "You know, don't you want my Holy Sect to hemorrhage again?" Isn't it just about profit? Let's talk about it. I want to see what you are right and greedy, and what you want to divide us. ”

"There are still some believers in your sect who are murderous, and I am afraid that they are unwilling to obey ......."

"Then I have to talk about it to find out, I also want to see what you mean by this side of the righteous path," Yuan Yingxing looked at Yang Qing lazily, "Don't think I can't hear what you mean." You want my Holy Sect to change blood, right? ”

"Yes," Yang Qing said calmly, "I hope that your sect would better even change its doctrine." Now this style of worshipping killing and worshipping blood should all be replaced. ”

"The sect leader will be replaced too, right?"

"It doesn't hurt to replace the sect leader who adopts open and free killing for the cultists."

Yuan Yingxing squinted his eyes suddenly, the evil qi on his body was exposed, and he looked coldly at Yang Qing, who was indifferent on the other side.

He said word by word, "Do you think that if I promise Yue Ya'er to go with you, I will completely listen to your will to run the Holy Sect?" You're threatening me with Moon Buds?! ”

Yang Qing raised his eyelids, "Ah Yue has nothing to do with this matter. My statement is still mild, and the sect leader can't accept it. In the future, when negotiating, the requirements given by the righteous path side will be even more harsh. Is the sect leader sure that he won't kill the Quartet with a word? If the leader is not comfortable with this style of conversation, he does not have to offer any reconciliation. I'm afraid the Sect Master will backtrack again. ”

Yuan Yingxing squinted at him - Yang Qing reminded himself to control his temper?

He was deeply impressed by his style of saying that he was a play, and he was worried that he would change his order, so he gave himself time to prepare in advance.

Yuan Yingxing's anger suddenly broke out, and he looked at the other party, "You have such a ...... style of doing things" is principled and not too tough, but he is not weak or retreating, "I believe it now, I look away." Yueya'er will not suffer with you, I can rest assured that I will hand her over to you, and I don't have to worry about her being so wanton, following you, and for you, I will be wronged by your white way. ”

Yang Qing pursed his lips, he didn't like this kind of topic.

He didn't speak, but Yuan Yingxing looked at him and spoke, "That's right, I did this qiē just for Yue Ya'er and to protect her." I don't believe you, I'm afraid you will lie to her and hurt her. I'm afraid that she will inadvertently reveal her identity, and you will not protect her. So I'm going to take care of myself...... When the Holy Sect reconciles with the Righteous Path, I will reveal her identity as a Holy Lady of the Holy Sect. When this identity is there, you Bai Dao will not dare to dislike her. And now, it's better that no one knows who she is. ”

"So Yang Qing, you don't have to worry about me going back on my word. I don't care about the things I do, but I don't care about them. I have cared for her since I was a child, and she has grown up so big, and I have protected her for so many years. And now, I'm going to protect it. ”

Yang Qing lowered his eyes, and said after a while, "But you broke her heart." ”

"Do you think I'm willing to do that?!" Yuan Yingxing's voice suddenly became louder, her eyes were frighteningly bright, and she stood up, "We grew up together, and I knew she was my future wife when I was three years old!" Everyone said that we were a couple, and that I wanted to protect her all the time and protect my little wife as she grew up. I've promised since I was a kid that I've always been with her. I don't want to hurt her more than anyone else! ”

His emotions were unstable, and there seemed to be madness in his eyes.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, his voice softened again, "When I was three years old, Yue Ya'er was born, only one day later than my birthday. My father and mother took me to meet the newborn baby girl, and I was put into the formation along with the baby girl. On all sides, there were people from the Mutang Master who danced around me and chanted words, so many adults, their faces were painted in various colors, and they looked terrible. The more scared I was, the tighter I could hold the baby girl in my arms. She was so small, pink, and looked at me with her dark eyes open in swaddling clothes. I didn't know that a baby so small couldn't see a human figure at all. I just thought she was watching me...... Her hand was in my hand, and the Wood Hall Master suddenly shouted, 'The ceremony is over,' and at that moment, in the dark, I felt as if something had really flowed into my body, making me dependent on her life. ”

At that time, he was only three years old, and his parents were still in the Holy Church, being the head and wife of the leader. He doesn't remember what his parents were like when he was a kid, he just held the baby in his arms. The master of the wooden hall said, "Xing'er, you have to remember that she will be your life in the future, and you must protect her." ”

The meaning of the wooden hall master is probably that if you die unexpectedly, relying on the ancient rituals of our clan, the holy woman will give you another life.

However, many people do not believe in this ancient ritual.

What do three-year-olds understand?

He only felt that the adults had put a heavy burden in his hands, and he looked at the baby in his arms curiously, thinking: I am going to marry her in the future? I'm going to be with her for my life? What does this mean?

Before he could figure it out, before he could grow up, the Holy Church began an internal strife. Mochizuki's parents were defeated in the infighting, and his mother, who was pregnant at the time, had no choice but to leave the church with his father. Yuan Yingxing didn't know if his parents had thought about coming back to take him away, he only knew that in this escape, his father was killed halfway, and his mother's life and death were unknown. It wasn't until many years later that he learned that his father was dead, his mother had survived, and that his sister or brother was gone.

For Yuan Yingxing at that time, in ignorance, only Mochizuki accompanied him. In such a dark period, the new sect leader was only willing to agree to give this baby girl to a three-year-old child. Everyone thought that Mochizuki would not survive, but Yuan Yingxing forcibly raised her.

He raised her single-handedly.

Secretly, not only learned words and martial arts by herself, but also taught her. Whatever he has, give her what he has.

Every time the person left by his parents, he gave him something in private. He was reluctant to do it himself, so he gave it all to Mochizuki. For more than ten years, only they depended on each other.

"When I was eighteen years old, I finally waited for the right opportunity, and after getting in touch with some people, I launched an internal rebellion and killed the sect leader at the time. I changed the blood of the Holy Sect, and all the high-ranking people at that time were killed. At the beginning of the high position, no one is available. There is still only Yue Ya'er around. When I saw her by my side, I felt very steady. In a place like the Holy Religion, everyone can betray, and everyone is a hidden wolf. I don't dare to believe anyone, I only believe in Yue Ya'er," Yuan Yingxing said, "After I became the sect leader, she should be a saint." At that time, the Holy Religion was in turmoil, and we had to suppress it together and sit firmly in our positions together. At this time, I have been thinking about marrying Yueyaer. ”

Yang Qing's eyes jumped, and as Yuan Yingxing spoke, his heart sank little by little, and his face was ugly.

Marry? It turns out that their relationship has been so good?

He was a bit of a wolf bèi and didn't want to hear that; Then he sat still, and forced himself to listen. He wants to know how Mochizuki came before, and he needs to know Mochizuki's past. Who in this world knows better than Yuan Yingxing?

Even if this past is all the past of Mochizuki and Hara Yingxing.

Yang Qing also forced himself to listen.

Yuan Yingxing smiled at the corner of her lips and recalled, "I planned to marry her." She was raised by me, and she was already engaged to me, so I should marry her. The things in the church are delaying us together, and I am not in a hurry, I just want to be prepared. I thought about how to handle the marriage, and how to arrange the original residence after she lived in my place after marriage. I also thought about how to suppress it if someone didn't agree to our marriage. I even thought about who would inherit the throne of sainthood after we had children! “

His eyes were shining.

After a long silence, he fell into the reminiscence of the past. Confused, confused...... He was frantically confused, and thousands of images of the past came to mind. The eyes are blurred, as if they have returned to the past. At that moment, he seemed to see Mochizuki who was standing with him again. She sat in the dark, her face tilted, and she smiled at him. A bright smile, eyes like water, are incomparably clear.

He was with the laughing girl day by day, and he liked her too, and he wanted to marry her. She doesn't object to it either, and she likes him too. What's against it? She has experienced it since she was a child, just such a man. From teenagers to young people, there is only one person. This person is still very good to her, why should she not like it?

It was his best period, when he was at his most proud.

And yet, yet—

Breathing jams, squeezing in his chest, this tearing cramp, made Yuan Yingxing cover his eyes with his hands and lean on the table tiredly. The room was silent, and Yang Qing heard him whisper, "I feel like my time has been stolen...... For five years, I didn't even know why I was ...... like this."

He lost a qiē.

And what he lost, Yang Qing gained.

He really envied Yang Qing: Yang Qing didn't do anything, he didn't come to deal with the Holy Sect to fight between good and evil, he just shook it at the foot of his own mountain, and was taken by the angry Yue Ya'er.

How lucky.