The horsewhip was taken off, and Lu Luo seemed to have been splashed with cold water and came to his senses.

There were three blood marks on Yan Xun's body, which were real, especially on the neck, there was no clothing to cover it, and the blood beads came out, and the red stained the collar.

Shocking red.

Lu Luo's tears converged, his vision gradually became clearer, and he saw his face as cold as snow, his thin lips pursed, and he couldn't hold back the anger that was about to come out.

"You're fierce and fierce, but you look like a backbone." Yan Xun gritted his teeth, the words were heavy like sharp arrows, "If you have backbone, you shouldn't be entangled."

It's not me who disgraces your master, it's yourself! ”

His hand touched the hot neck wound, and his hand was covered with blood.

Yan Xun still didn't say a word.

The two whips on his body and his arms were also stained with blood beads, and the pain was so hot that it hurt to the heart.

Yan Xun had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but his expression could not tell that he was enduring great pain.

Lu Luo's heart seemed to have been stabbed into a big hole, blood gurgled out, and the gale poured in, painful and empty.

She stood at the back of the table, her posture eerily stiff.

The tears slowly dried on the face, and the dry skin tightened and the skin hurt.

She didn't have any expression.

"These three whips, no matter what grievances they had in the past, should be paid off. If you meet again in the future, don't blame me for being polite. Yan Xun turned around to leave.

Yan Xun is not a generous person, he didn't fight back because he thought of the fire gun.

Lu Luo gave him a firecracker, which can be regarded as a little kindness, Yan Xun should return it to her; At least the woods save each other. Yan Xun still didn't want to admit it, there was no empirical evidence for him to believe.

"Wait a minute." Lu Luo's voice was low and hoarse, and every word was difficult to say.

Yan Xun frowned and stopped.

He looked at her with shining eyes, like a quiet ancient pool, without waves.

"Since then, have you broken off your righteousness?" Lu Luo took a few steps forward, looked into his eyes at the candlelight, and said.

Yan Xun's deep eyes were cold, and he looked back at her. There is no hostility. There was no anger either.

She is not worthy of Yan Xun's anger, Yan Xun doesn't even bother to do it with a contemptuous look......

"How much kindness do you have?" Yan Xun asked.

Lu Luo was speechless.

She looked at him, and the look in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she said dryly and jerkyly: "Then let's break off from now on!" ”

"As you wish." Yan Xun said. Still no emotion.

She didn't even qualify to be ridiculed by him.

"When you had an accident. I've looked for you. I exchanged my life for your life, and I did everything I could, but I still didn't protect you; These two years. I'm waiting for you too. Lu Luo said slowly, "Now that the three whips have been paid off, I finally have an explanation." ”

Yan Xun was silent, and Lu Luo couldn't even tell if he was listening to her carefully.

"You don't owe me, you don't owe you, so do you agree?" Lu Luo said again.

Yan Xun nodded perfunctorily: "Hmm." ”

"Okay, I'll put it down too." Lu Luo Road.

She remembered Bai Xi.

For Bai Xi, Lu Luo also forgot the things of her previous life, she is Bai Xi's "Yan Xun".

Her helplessness towards Bai Xi and her unwillingness to admit her past life are Yan Xun's mood at the moment.

She really got it.

Because of her understanding, Lu Luo felt the same way, and she didn't want to delve into it anymore.

Bai Xi was unwilling in every way and kidnapped her, but he didn't use magic to force Lu Luo to remember his previous life, he respected her choice and left her.

Why did Lu Luo have to force Yan Xun? He doesn't want to.

At this moment, Lu Luo knew how painful Bai Xi's fluttering words were.

Bai Xi can do it, and so can Lu Luo.

Amnesia, Yan Xun is still an intelligent person, he has his choices, he is not a puppet.

A cup, no matter how beautiful and precious, can be broken and cannot be put back together. It is an indisputable fact that no matter who broke it, it is broken.

Lu Luo's love is that cup.

Under normal circumstances, this cup should have been broken by her or Yan Xun, but theirs was broken by Bai Xi.

That's also broken.

Yan Xun withdrew and left first.

Lu Luo had such a good cup for the first time, she was too reluctant, so she fought hard, and the broken porcelain cut her hands full of blood, and she didn't want to survive and couldn't put it together, so she knew it was time to let go of her hand.

In her life, there are more important things besides love.

She didn't sell it to Yan Xun, she could only wait for him in this life, no matter what his condition was.

Moreover, her three whips will leave scars on Yan Xun's body, just like the white hair and forehead scars that Yan Xun gave her.

Rao remembered it one day, the two of them looked at each other, could these scars disappear out of thin air?

At least the scar on Lu Luo's heart will never get better.

They can't go back.

"Yan Xun, goodbye." Lu Luo Road.

She hurried out of the room on her own.

Yizhu at the door followed her closely.

There was no curfew on the street, and their master and servant walked aimlessly for an hour or two, until Yizhu couldn't stand it anymore and dragged Lu Luo hard, and then took Lu Luo back to the inn.

Yan Xun has already left.

Early the next morning, Lu Luo took Yizhu and returned to Huzhou Mansion.

Lu Luo thought that he would cry all night.

She didn't.

Her love was once a pair of closed white scrolls, Yan Xun slowly unfolded, painted with beautiful scenery and mountains, so beautiful that Lu Luo was dazzling, and she longed for it.

Then, Yan Xun lost his memory, he was like a painter, and he had not yet finished writing.

He was killed, Lu Luo loved him, and seeing that he didn't stop writing voluntarily, he naturally had to wait for him, and wait for him to give this painting an ending.

Yan Xun came, and he chose to give up.

Lu Luo slowly closed the picture scroll of her love. When this white scroll is folded, it adds color and heaviness, and it will sink in the bottom of my heart from now on.

Lu Luo didn't like to wait for him to continue the process of writing, and his heart was always hanging. There was an end, although it was tragic, but there was finally an explanation, and Lu Luo's heart was also put down.

She was sad.

The powerless crying is meaningless, and Lu Luo can't cry.

Back at home, Wen took a closer look at her face.

"How?" Wen Shi cautiously probed, "Have you seen Qincha?" ”

Even his surname, Wen was reluctant to mention it.

"See." Lu Luo looked at the trees that sprouted in the courtyard, and said softly, "We said yes, and from now on, we will break off our righteousness!" ”

Wen Shi was stunned again. She saw Lu Luo's expectation that he would have to go to Hangzhou Mansion, but now that her hopes were all shattered, Lu Luo's fluttering words made Wen even more distressed.

After a while, she gently held Lu Luo's shoulder: "Luo'er, there will be good things in the future." ”

Lu Luo said lightly: "Whether there is a good one in the future has nothing to do with Yan Xun." I turned the page on him. From then on, I lived well, not for him; It's not for him. ”

Wen sighed softly.

Lu Luo was depressed for two days, and his mood was warmed by the bright spring light.

Since leaving Beijing in embarrassment two years ago, Lu Luo has been very sad.

Today's result was not a surprise to her, she had imagined countless times that they would be like this.

If that's the case, the pain is numb, and I don't feel anything.

In fact, in the past two years, Lu Luo's life plan has never been Yan Xun again.

His departure did not disturb Lu Luo's anything, and she lived in an orderly manner.

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