Lu Luo stood in front of Yan Xun, chatting with him as if he had nothing to do.

Yan Xun's heart was bitter.

A thousand words were in his heart, and he didn't know which one to pick up.

Apologize?

He lost his memory of those days, and what he did to Lu Luo could not be eliminated by a fluttering apology.

Talking about lovesickness?

The most inappropriate thing in front of me is to talk about feelings. In the memories of their two lives, the love between children at this moment is particularly thin and pale.

On the contrary, it was Lu Luo, who asked a lot of inconsequential words.

How did you find here, how did you recover your memory, how did you cross the river

She seemed to be eager to know the details, but she knew it didn't help her.

"Let's go back." In the end, she felt that she had said so much and that she had finished saying everything, so she waved her hand to Yan Xun, "Marquis Zhongwu, there will be a period later." ”

"Luoluo!" Yan Xun hurriedly called out to her.

Lu Luo's footsteps paused slightly.

She smiled wryly.

Yan Xun called her "Luoluo", which was the name of her previous life. In the past, no matter how sweet they were, he always called her "Wu Niang".

Lu Wuniang, this is her.

The "Luoluo" in her previous life, who she is has nothing to do with Lu Luo.

Whether it's Yan Xun, Bai Xi, or even Master, who is the person they are looking for?

It may be that there is no memory, there is no sense of substitution, Lu Luo felt that he was a stand-in at this moment.

And she didn't want to.

She hopes that a man will like her, just because she is Lu Wuniang, not the "Luoluo" in her previous life.

Lu Luo stopped.

"Fall. I know you're going to go into the mountains for three years, and I'll wait for you. Yan Xun's voice was hoarse, and he was in great pain, "I'm waiting for you to come out of the mountain, I'm making up for you, and I will listen to you if I want to beat or scold." ”

Lu fell down a step and approached Yan Xun.

The warmth of the afternoon sun shone on her face, and her countenance was gilded with a layer of light, and her white hair shone with silver. confused Yan Xun's eyes.

"Wait for me?" Lu Luo was almost surprised. With a complimented expression, he asked, "Are you going to wait for me?" ”

Yan Xun knew that she was deliberately asking a rhetorical question and did not answer.

"Why are you waiting for me?" Lu Luo took a step closer and laughed. "In what capacity are you. What qualifications are waiting for me? ”

Yan Xun felt a sharp arrow pierce into his chest.

A sore spine. It slowly spreads from the front chest and flows into the limbs.

"Falling," he muttered to her, reaching out to grab her arm.

"Marquis of Zhongwu. As we said, in this life, we will never owe each other! Lu Luo shook off his hand vigorously, "You promised." ”

"I didn't know anything at the time"

"I know." Lu Luo sighed softly, "I used to hate you very much, but you stuck to me hard, I accepted you and wanted to marry you and raise children, but you forgot." Now, you're going to do it again? ”

Yan Xun's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't answer.

"Are you sorry for me and want to make amends?" Lu Luo asked him.

Yan Xun raised his eyes, his eyes were red, and he nodded: "I want to"

"If you want to compensate me, you should give me what I want, not what you want to give me." Lu Luo said, "I want you to never appear in front of my eyes." If you encounter it, please take the initiative to avoid it, okay? ”

In Yan Xun's eyes, bloodshot popped out, and he clenched his fists tightly.

With one force, he lowered Lu Luo down a step and took him into his arms.

He hugged her, his lips falling on her silver hair, and hot tears wet her hair: "Fall! ”

Lu Luo didn't move, maintained the posture of being hugged by him, and said quietly: "It seems that you are unapologetic." ”

Yan Xun was stunned, and slowly let go of her, he was already in tears.

Lu Luo once cried.

She wept bitterly in front of him, but he pushed her away and hit her with the basket, causing her head to bleed.

At that time, Lu Luo knew that crying was useless.

At this time, Lu Luo felt that she was a false virgin: for people who had nothing to do with her, she often abused her sympathy; But the person who really hurt her, her heart is as hard as iron, and tears can't move him.

She slowly retreated a step and stood on a high place, looking down on him condescendingly.

He is Yan Xun, the only man she has ever loved in her two lives.

He was thinner, taller, and his eyes were deep, all of which she liked.

Her heart was terribly still, and there was no ripple at all.

Maybe the first two years of waiting were too hard, the despair of the following year was too deep, and she buried her feelings in three years.

Maybe it was because he kept calling her "Luoluo" and made her completely sober up, she was just a shadow of her previous life in his heart.

This is not the relationship that Lu Luo wants.

She is not anyone, she is Lu Wuniang.

In short, she looks at the man she once loved from the perspective of an absolute spectator.

Her love is nothing more than that, too fragile to withstand the toss.

Lu Luo is sometimes a virgin, sometimes a cold person.

"Marquis Zhongwu, you remember your past life." Lu Luo Road.

She said slowly in a stated tone, "Then do you know that after falling behind, I married your brother Ning Mogu?" ”

Yan Xun lowered her head, not wanting her to see her irrepressible tears.

Of course he does.

Now, they're meeting again. You and want to reunite with the broken mirror, he wants to. Lu Luo smiled, "It's better to do this, you can fulfill them!" ”

Yan Xun's legs were weak, and he slowly squatted down.

The wound in his abdomen hurt so much that it vaguely touched his intestines, and he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Okay?" Lu Luo took two steps down, almost walked to his side, and asked in a low voice.

Yan Xun's tears were dripping on the shining mountain rocks.

Lu Luo's voice seemed to echo in this empty mountain, and every sentence was repeating in his ear.

Fulfill them, will you?

This is the question he should have answered in his last life.

Yan Xun was in intense pain, and he was also a little more sober, he nodded, and a hoarse voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Okay." ”

"Then it's decided, we will have nothing to do with each other in this life, if we meet in the future, try to avoid suspicion, okay?"

She bent down, waiting for his answer.

Yan Xun's throat was astringent.

After a long time, he seemed to have cut something off ruthlessly, and muttered, "Good! ”

Lu Luo got up and walked slowly up the mountain.

The mountain path was a bit steep, and she walked very slowly, climbing up step by step.

As soon as Yan Xun raised his eyes, he could see her figure of Pingting, her back covered by silver hair, walking slowly, and gradually disappearing from his sight.

He sat on the steps and didn't move for a long time.

Later, it was dark, and it rained in the middle of the night, and then it was bright again, and the morning light lingered around the Batuo Mountain, and it was rainy and misty everywhere.

Everything was like a dream.

Yan Xun had been sitting all night, he slowly stood up, his steps were stiff and staggering, he crossed the river and returned directly to Beijing.

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