Chapter Ninety-Three: The Heart Knot

I never thought that the picture of watching my beloved woman and others hand in hand would be so dazzling, even if I was as indifferent as Baili Liusheng, I almost couldn't hold back the leakage of love. Although he knew some clues from his father and was mentally prepared early on, the moment he saw this scene with his own eyes, he was still subconsciously angry and jealous.

"Miss Jimo looks a lot like her mother." A rigid and hoarse voice sounded as if inadvertently, but in an instant, it recalled Baili Liusheng's thoughts: "However, compared to her, the Holy Maiden still seems to be missing something. A pair of cloudy eyes had a rare focus, and the Invisible Venerable looked at the girl standing beside Helian Yungui, his expression was quite complicated and indescribable.

At that time, Jimo Yuntian was the pearl of the Heavenly Priest family, and it was also the saint who was admired and longed for by everyone in the Temple of the Sea God. Such a woman who grew up in praise and applause, although Bing Xue is smart and gorgeous, is just an object with remarkable capital after all. But it's not the same without intention. At first glance, she is not as stunning and bright as her mother, but she is better than the innate arrogance of the bones, and the gestures are shining, and after the initial blandness, people are reluctant to take their eyes off her.

The mellow and low-key nature of such a sword and hidden edge, the brilliance is self-contained and at the same time very dangerous and mysterious, and I don't know if it is because she took action against her own brother, the Invisible Venerable always feels that this girl's smile and smile reveal a faint bloody and abrupt color, which makes him shocked but surprised inexplicably.

"No matter how similar they are, they are two completely different people after all." Thinking of the great achievements he had discovered over the years, Baili Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh: "If Yun Tian could have half of this girl's means back then, presumably the Heavenly Priest would not have ended up like this." "In the final analysis, whether it is him or Jimo Yuntian, they are a little less ruthless and decisive in their bones, so they can't be hard-hearted, and they still lose to Helian Yungui in the end, and they all end miserably.

Fortunately, their children have not been affected in the same way, and I just hope that this time, these little ones can turn the tide.

His eyes were still fixed on that figure, and Baili Liusheng's voice fell deeply, as if it could stir up a gloom in the dust everywhere: "Many lessons are paid for in blood, and a woman's methods are not born to be so tough. Although there is nothing wrong with the words of the father and the elder, it is unfair to the unintentional. These elders, who have too much pity and protection for the woman who has passed away, have forgotten that the current mess should not have been cleaned up by their generation.

Seeing that the selfishness he was trying to escape was ruthlessly exposed by his son in person, Baili Chengfeng was slightly embarrassed, but the guilt in his heart rushed like a tide in an instant, and there was no longer half a possibility to suppress: "Liusheng, I'm sorry...... It's us who haven't done well enough......" He and Yun Tian, although they are both parents, it is undeniable that they have never fulfilled their hearts and responsibilities. Their hearts are too small, so small that they only tolerate their little feelings and hearts that cannot be understood by others, and in addition, they have even abandoned and forgotten their own blood and bones.

And these children, who have never enjoyed the slightest protection and care from them, must stand up at this critical moment, bear the name of their children, and settle all love, hatred, grievances and grievances for them. If he changes places, he should also be resentful.

"You don't need to tell me I'm sorry." Finally turning his head to look at his father, Baili Liusheng's expression was very calm: "The blood relationship is indelible, Wuxin and I both remember this, so we will not care about you for you." It's just that even if we are so powerful and vicious in the eyes of others that we are only flesh and blood after all, I don't want you to take what you did unintentionally for granted. ”

How that woman was bathed in blood and tears, carrying her sick body to this point, he knew far better than a hundred miles of wind. Jimo Yuntian may be pitiful and pitiful, but that kind of road is what she chooses to take, and in the end, she not only lost her life and the lives of her blood relatives, but also made Wuxin lose the simple life and small happiness that ordinary women were born with. Such a person is too selfish and narrow-minded, whether it is a daughter or a mother, she is incompetent.

But even so, because of her weakness and compassion, a person as shrewd as his father would only love and pamper him, and subconsciously ignored Jimo Wuxin, who seemed to have enough self-preservation ability. Even if that girl is the one who should have been held in her hand and pampered with affection.

"Have you never thought that Wuxin might really fall for Helian Yungui's secret trick this time." Trying to pretend to spit out such a sentence lightly, looking at Baili Chengfeng's face that changed in an instant, Baili Liusheng only felt that one of his hearts was cold: "Father, that is, Mo Yuntian is dead, but Wuxin is still a living person, you can not care about her, but I can't do it, do you understand." ”

When the Invisible Venerable heard this, he immediately frowned: "Young Monarch, the Lord Monarch didn't care about Miss Jimo, you misunderstood......"

"I see." Raising his hand to block the unfinished defense of the people around him, Baili Chengfeng's eyes were full of desolation and sadness: "Liusheng, no matter what decision you make in the end, I support it." You're right, you and Wuxin have never taken on this obligation and responsibility for us, and you've suffered all these years. ”

The lines at the corners of his mouth were straightened into a straight line, and Baili Liusheng rarely looked like a stubborn child: "We are all just fighting for our relatives, and we never need your apologies and gratitude." He simply hoped that the people who made him give up his original heart and face were worthy of his efforts, hoped that the unintentional suffering and pain would only stay in his memory, and hoped that they would be able to wash their hands and never stain blood again, and only live an indifferent life of cooking wine and tea, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

He knows, it's also an unintentional wish. They are all people who are struggling in the dark abyss and seeking a ray of light, and what they want is often simpler, but time is also lucky, and the arrangement of fate is always inscrutable, so they need to spend their whole lives to lay out and plan.

The most cruel result is nothing more than asking for it. If this is the will of God, then he is willing to accompany that woman and fall forever.

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