Little master, are you really good at listening to the young master's gossip so unscrupulously?

Mu Xiaoai looked around, the lounge in front of her was strangely quiet, which made people's hearts chill slightly, she frowned, what the hell is this little girl doing, didn't she say that something was wrong.

In the distance, there were several documents on the desk, and the office chair was leaning against the door, and a tall figure seemed to be sitting on it.

Mu Xiaoai thought for a quarter of an hour that she had gone to the wrong place.

"Long time no see, Miss Mu is doing well!"

The chair slowly turned around, and there was a majestic figure sitting on it, the man was dressed in a black suit, lined with a sapphire blue shirt, and wearing a delicate-bright blue corsage on his chest, his eyes squinted slightly, his eyes shot a cold cold light, his facial features were slightly haggard compared to five years ago, and his slightly short hair was faintly messy.

"I..."

The remaining words were stuck in her throat and could no longer be spoken, Mu Xiaoai looked at the person in front of her, and there was a burst of pain in her heart, and she forgot to breathe, to escape, and to disguise.

・・・・

Hand over the antidote, I let her go!

Mu Xiaoai, you really have the ability, and you can let the ghost old man hand over the antidote to you!

・・・・

He stood across from him, opening his mouth coldly.

The scene from five years ago was reflected in front of her again, her lips were purple, her eyes were full of tears, her shoulders trembled slightly, her hands were clenched tightly and inserted into her palms, she wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't move half a step under her feet.

Brother Chenxi, I can't, I really can't...

She thought that after five years, all the qiē was dim, she had forgotten about it, and she could face it bravely, but when she saw him again, the wound that was gradually healing collapsed again, bleeding, and she was suffocated in pain.

Mu Xiaoai just stood quietly, her cheeks were already wet with tears...

Sikong Jue just looked at her like this, then got up from the chair and walked over slowly, she had lost a lot of weight compared to five years ago, and she was even more dazzling today, just like five years ago, but the aura between her eyebrows was distressing.

In an instant, Mu Xiaoai was melted into a familiar embrace.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Sikong Jue said again and again, his body trembled a little, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and kept saying the three words that had been five years late.

A tenderness slid into Mu Xiaoai's neck, she knew that he was crying, but she couldn't arouse the slightest ripple in her heart, it was late, it was too late...

She narrowed her eyes, her tears silently stopped, and she was like a puppet, unmoved in his arms.

"Do you know, when Nangong Ling told me that I was still alive, did you know how happy I was" Sikong Jue said excitedly again.

He sniffed, then looked at the person in his arms, reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and opened his mouth in distress.

"Little love, I'm not going to let you leave me!"

Saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her cold lips, his kiss was cautious, but there was a little urgency, and there was a bit of gentleness in the domineering, but gradually, Sikong Jue's face stiffened, and he looked at the person in his arms.

She was like a puppet, standing there, at his mercy.

"Little Love..."

"It's late..."

Mu Xiaoai interrupted him, then raised his head to meet his gaze, and slowly spoke, "Sikong Jue, it's too late, it's already too late when you take the antidote from me, and when Xiao Qian and Xiao Xun almost died in vain when you grabbed it, it's too late, it's not that you don't love, but that your heart is dead!" ”

It's not that you don't love, it's that your heart is dead!

These words echoed in the ears of the two of them.

Mu Xiaoai looked at him coldly, took a step back slightly, and widened the distance between the two, Sikong Jue's hand froze in the air, and there was pain in her endless black pupils, she looked up at the person in front of her.

"Sikong Jue, my love for you has sunk to the bottom of the sea with the blood and tears of five years ago, and the woman standing in front of you now is just a reborn life, we should all face the reality and let it all end with the farce five years ago!"

With that, she slowly turned around and prepared to leave.

"Stop" Sikong Jue said coldly, thinking that she and Zuo Chenxi believed in love under his nose five years ago, he had an urge to kill.

"Mu Xiaoai, I didn't plan to let you go five years ago, and it's the same now, do you think I will let the scene of jumping off the cliff five years ago repeat it again?"

Mu Xiaoai stood at the door and stopped, the two of them just stood like this, Sikong Jue looked at her back, and wanted to blurt out the truth several times but never spoke, he couldn't leak half a word, otherwise all his efforts would be wasted.

No one knows what he is thinking in his heart, no one knows what he has endured for the past five years.

"Tear..."

Sikong Jue was stunned and looked at Mu Xiaoai in front of him in surprise.

He didn't expect Mu Xiaoai to tear off the white gauze dress on his body, but the originally smooth skin was covered with scars of different sizes, although it had healed, it was miserable.

Those scars crawled all over her shoulders, back, legs, and waist like centipedes, and at this moment, Mu Xiaoai was only wearing a breast-coat and lower body clothes, almost naked all over her body.

Sikong Jue's heart was stabbed uncomfortably by the scars, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as if he was suffocating, although he didn't know the origin of these scars, but he also vaguely guessed that it was related to the fall from the cliff five years ago.

He pressed his heart tightly and slowly walked in front of her step by step.

There was a trace of coldness on her body, she clenched her hands tightly, her face was already full of tears, she turned around slowly, the front was not much better, and even more strict, the suit that Sikong Jue took off was draped on her Chiguo, and he didn't even dare to take a second look, he didn't say a word, turned around slowly, closed his eyes slightly, and a tear slipped down again, those scars, he hurt more than her.

"Let's go!"

He spoke in a hoarse voice, he knew that all her scars, whether mental or physical, were caused by him, if it wasn't for that bloody encounter five years ago, she wouldn't have ended up where she is today, this qiē was caused by him.

Mu Xiaoai, I love you, so I can't let you suffer more pain with me.

"Let's go!" He spoke slowly again.

The only thing I can give you right now is a peaceful life.

Mu Xiaoai glanced at his back, and the sun hit him, making him a little more lonely.

With tears in her eyes, she turned and walked out of the rest.

Little love, goodbye.

Goodbye, Lord.

Both voices sounded in the bottom of my heart at the same time, and the door slowly closed.

Mu Xiaoai wore that black suit and walked slowly, every step was so difficult, and her tears never stopped like a flood bursting the embankment.

In fact, these scars can not be left, but when they met in the mall five years ago, her wounds were drenched in the rain and cracked open again, and she could only rely on some ordinary medicines to maintain her life, which left a scar.

"Godmother!" Sayuri stood not far away, her voice full of guilt.

Mu Xiaoai couldn't control it anymore, squatted down and cried loudly, Shui Zi and Jin Chan stepped forward, helped her up, and walked into another lounge.

Lily trembled and walked to the door of Sikong Jue's lounge, knocked lightly, pushed the door open and walked in.

Sikong Jue held the white gauze dress torn by Mu Xiaoai in his hand, and sat quietly on the sofa, even if someone came in, he was not moved in the slightest.

"Godfather!"

Lily let out a small cry.

"Hmm"

He agreed, and threw the white gauze dress on the couch.

Lily walked over slowly and sat opposite him, only then did he explain why Mu Xiaoai ended up in St. Kailin five years ago, and after she finished speaking, Sikong Jue instantly raised his head.

"Dead Island?"

"Hmm!" Lily nodded.

Death Island, Sikong Jue had heard about it before, but he wasn't very familiar with it.

"So you called at that time to sue me, but you found out about your godmother, but you didn't ask when you were puzzled!"

"Hmm" Lily nodded honestly, she had a precursor to being thrown out of the window by Sikong Jue in the next second.

Sikong Jue pondered quietly, when Lily called, it happened to be Mu Xiaoai's first seventh, and he happened to wake up from a coma at that time, and he didn't think much about it.

"Oh, no, godfather, I also sent someone to St. Cayline's S-K branch at that time to report the news, but I haven't seen you coming"

"You said you sent someone to S-K to report!"

"Hmm," Lily nodded.

The fire in Sikong Jue's heart, not to mention how strong it burned, didn't expect to pass by Mu Xiaoai's news like this.

"And the scars on her body!" Thinking of the scars on Mu Xiaoai's body, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"The wound could have healed, but I didn't expect that we would meet your godfather in the mall, at that time the godmother would be separated in order to hide from you, and then maybe it was the godmother who didn't want to see anyone, I didn't find her for a long time and there was no news of her, and it was also a few days ago that the godmother appeared in the snow palace with my designer!"

Lily explained again.

"Mall!"

Sikong Jue was stunned, his brows furrowed tightly, he rarely went to the mall, except for the rush to go, Ziheng didn't have a few clothes, he would appear in the mall, he didn't expect her to be there, if he could meet Mu Xiaoai at that time, then the current ending would not change again.

He narrowed his eyes, and only opened them after a long time, a hint of firmness flashed through his eyes, no, maybe things will change, but the ending will not change.

"Godfather!" Lily looked at him and let out a small cry.

"Get out!" Sikong Jue said lightly.

"Hmm"

Lily nodded, walked out of the lounge, and closed the door gently.