It was Ling Luo's heart that she had thoughts and hopes for Liuze and them, so she would be even more afraid of being abandoned by them, as long as she thought of their contempt for her after knowing Luo Xue's background, Ling Luo seemed to be thrown into the sea, sadness and despair were like half of the sea drowning her, no matter how Ling Luo struggled and shouted, no one would come to save her.

"That's it, if you die like this, there will be no more loneliness and sadness, and you will be free."

There has always been a gentle voice echoing in her mind, Ling Luo was persuaded by this voice, and gradually gave up the struggle, just waiting for death with a quiet face, just when Ling Luo was already determined to die, a familiar warm call came into her ears, breaking the gloomy fog that shrouded her.

"Lowe!"

Ling Luo tried hard to open his eyes, and after a blur, that gentle and handsome face came into view, it was Liuze who hurried over with a soul dementorship.

……

Liuze's soul left her body and entered Ling Luo's spirit, where you could see all the things she had experienced, those memories and emotions were chaotic and intertwined, and the sadness and pain were almost spreading into a river.

Ruze's good-looking eyebrows were tightly entangled, and the pain in her heart spread to her limbs, this girl has such an unbearable past, but she is always smiling in front of everyone, as if she has never had any troubles.

When he saw Ling Luo curled up in the center of the mist with a painful expression, his anger gradually leaking out and losing like a stream of water, Liu Ze immediately opened his mouth to stop her, stopping Ling Luo's thoughts of giving up his life.

"Stream...... Marsh. After seeing the person who came, Ling Luo said two words with great difficulty, and his voice was hoarse, as if he had not spoken for more than ten years.

"Silly girl," Liu Ze hugged Ling Luo softly, with incomparable cherishment and pity, his tone was full of tenderness, and he said in such a voice full of pampering and love, "How can you think that you have lost everything?" It's not the person on the throne of Syracuse that we all care about, it's you! ”

Ling Luo raised his head slowly, and a glimmer of light flashed in his originally dead and lifeless eyes, like a faint star revealed in the dark night.

Liuze's deep white and pure hand stroked the broken hair on Ling Luo's cheeks, his light purple eyes were full of watery tenderness, and he spoke slowly and deeply, "It is true that we brought you to Longyin because of Luo Xue in the first place, but after getting along for so long, what we all slowly accepted was the real you, it was Ling Luo." ”

As Ryuze's words landed, Ling Luo's mind began to quickly replay the bits and pieces of getting along with everyone these days.

The sweet and lovely Su Yi has always disregarded her image in front of Ling Luo, she looks like a violent woman, she always laughs and hooks up with Ling Luo, her burgundy hair is like a flying flame, warm and flamboyant, "With you, you don't need so much disguise." ”

The cold and alienated Jingli gradually began to change, although she was still lukewarm to Ling Luo, always counting Ling Luo's shortcomings and shortcomings, the most common sentence was "It's really not like a queen", but Ling Luo knew that her gaze was always mixed with a rare warmth.