Ling Luo's voice was very calm, as if nothing could affect her mood anymore, a pair of crystal and agile eyes were eclipsed, completely devoid of the cheerful spirit of the past, like a flower carved from ice, although beautiful but lost its aura.

"Xiao Ziyu, I admit that I liked you, but the person I fell in love with was Beiting Gu Xi in disguise by you, but he never really existed like that, so there is no entanglement between me and you Xiao Ziyu.

You have your own reasons, so I don't blame you for lying to me, but the Tao is different, there is no relationship between me and you anymore, and you don't have to blame yourself for guilt.

I am grateful for the reason for your attempts to save me several times, and this time I will treat your internal injuries as my reward, and from then on, we will treat them as if we have never known each other. ”

The calm and calm words fell on Xiao Ziyu's ears, but the reaction was as violent as thunder, instantly forcing back all his calm self-control.

Xiao Ziyu's mind became blank, hugged Ling Luo, who was about to turn away, buried his head in her neck, and his voice was muffled and sad, like an abandoned puppy on the side of the road, "You can blame me and blame me, but please don't draw a line with me." ”

The word "please" was said in a particularly resentful manner, piercing Ling Luo's heart like a sharp weapon, breaking all her disguised indifference and cruelty.

Xiao Ziyu's low profile is something Ling Luo has never seen before, whether it is the cute and cheerful Gu Xi or the extremely noble Xiao Ziyu, they are not such a person who is easy to lower their profile, which shows how important Ling Luo has in his heart.

Ling Luo ignored the violent fluctuations in his heart, his body remained stiff, and he didn't make any movements to resist, but his voice was much colder than before, "You've got what you want, and you're still going to provoke me." ”

Xiao Ziyu was immersed in the grief of losing Ling Luo completely, and he didn't notice the strangeness of Ling Luo's words at all, he only knew that he couldn't let go now, because he knew very well that if he let go of Ling Luo now, he would never be able to get her back.

"Even if I came to you with a purpose other than pure, but I am really in love with you, no matter how much you hate me for betraying you and deceiving you, you must not forget this one thing."

Ling Luo slowly closed her eyes, and a crystal teardrop slid down her cheek and fell to the ground and shattered, she clearly heard how much her heart trembled because of these words.

Xiao Ziyu undoubtedly knew Ling Luo, no matter how many wrong things he did, the saddest thing for Ling Luo was because he never really loved her.

The corners of Ling Luo's mouth were slightly hooked helplessly, revealing a smile full of sarcasm, even at this time, Xiao Ziyu was still Xiao Ziyu, and these things had already been ingrained in his heart, and he still couldn't restrain this innate worry when facing the problem of losing Ling Luo.

Ling Luo reached out and broke Xiao Ziyu's fingers around his waist one by one, his voice was as cold and cold as a mountain stream and a glacier, as if he was persuading Xiao Ziyu more like convincing herself, "Xiao Ziyu, you have deceived me too many times, I don't know what to use to believe your sincerity." ”