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She waited for a while, but didn't see Liufeng leave, before she raised her eyes and glanced at him again, "You're not leaving?" ”

After finishing speaking, he realized that his tone was not very good, and he had a kind of sense of driving people, paused slightly, and continued: "Have something to tell me?" ”

In fact, she doesn't hate Liufeng. Each for his own master.

When she was still a person on the Lord's side, the wind was very good to her, the kind that was sincere. Now it's just because she is loyal to the Lord and feels that she is a traitor, so she doesn't have a good face. But at the end of the day, he didn't do anything wrong with that, because if she changed places, maybe she would have the same choice, or even more.

So before this person does something to hurt her, she won't speak ill of her.

"What is the purpose of your coming back this time?"

Liufeng looked at her calm and gentle face, and finally asked the words that had been held in his mouth for a long time, and his complicated gaze fell on her fixedly, as if this answer was important to him.

"Does it have to be purposeful?"

Feng Qian laughed silently, "Yun Qiansu asked me this question just now...... But no matter what I say, you've already made up your mind, haven't you? Even if I said I figured it out and came back, would you believe it? ”

The thin lips of the flowing wind were pursed, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in the complex and slightly condensed pupils.

Compared with the past, she seems to have matured a lot - in those gloomy days for her, she was also silent, but at that time, she was not mature and introverted, but could only quietly **** the wound alone after being hurt to the extreme.

Now in this indifferent and quiet, there seems to be a sense of detachment, as if although she is here, she does not belong here, and has long been out of the way to watch the senseless suspicion and struggle between them.

She probably really came out.

In fact, he suspected that all of her refusal to back down was due to the Lord's past hurts. But looking at her now, he seemed to understand something again—no matter what she came back for, it would not be because she fell in love with the Lord again.

After staring at her for a long time, Liufeng suddenly said inexplicably: "The Lord loves you very much." ”

Sidestep the question.

Feng Qian was stunned, then pursed his lips and chuckled, his eyebrows and eyes crooked, "He seems to mean the same thing." ”

Although he may not have said love explicitly, she understood all the painful and annoyed eyes mixed with countless annoyance, the hot and undisguised intense affection, and all the words he had said to her.

He said he would give her one qiē, and all the one qiē would be given to her.

But what to do, when she once wanted it, he didn't give it, and now he is willing to give it, but she doesn't want it anymore.

It's not willful, it's not angry, it's that I really don't want it anymore. If she could, she only hoped that they could forget about each other.

Liufeng looked at her gentle eyebrows with a smile, and was stunned at first, the "he" in her mouth was undoubtedly talking about the Lord, but would such an indifferent and high-minded person as the Lord really try to keep a woman again and again?

Suddenly, as if he realized something, Liufeng's eyebrows twisted slightly, and his tone sank a little.

"Do you think it's funny?"

"I didn't say that." She denied it blankly and expressionlessly.

She never thinks that anyone's love is ridiculous, even if it is one's love, unrequited love, is never ridiculous.