The two of them stood there silently, Zisang Langyue's slender body was just attached to Qianwenxuan's back, fiercely locking the woman in her arms, and not letting go of her as if she was ruthless, Qianwenxuan didn't speak anymore, just stood there silently, with no expression on her face, although her arm was strangled and hurt, she didn't make a sound.

"Wife, wife, don't leave Langyue......" Zisang Rongyue raised her head, a wind blew, Qian Wenxuan only felt a touch of coldness on her neck, her body shrank slightly, Zisang Rongyue's body came up again, as if she wanted to help her expel these cold.

"Langyue, let her pass the past, it's been three years, I'm no longer the original Qianwenxuan, and you, I have never really known you!" Qianwenxuan sighed leisurely, her eyes looked at somewhere on the ground, her voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but Zisang Langyue was completely stunned when Qianwenxuan said this.

Let her pass the past?

Never really knew him?

Zisang Langyue's body trembled, tightened Qianwen Xuanhuan, and said with a roar: "Wife, how can you be so cruel to Rongyue, Rongyue finally found you, how can you hurt Rongyue so much?" In the past, how do you want to get the moon to pass? ”

Qianwenxuan suddenly grabbed Zisang Langyue's hands, trying her best to pull away his arms, Zisang Langyue sensed Qianwenxuan's intentions, her black eyes flashed a touch of pain, and she turned Qianwenxuan's body around with a strong force, and the two finally faced each other, two pairs of black eyes with the same pain facing each other, and they both looked straight into each other's eyes, the same pain, the same sourness, and the same unspeakable thoughts......

"Your three years of pain? Do you know how my three years came about? Qianwenxuan asked softly, without any emotion, Zisang Langyue's lips trembled, she wanted to say something but didn't say anything after all, Qianwenxuan laughed at herself, and there was a deep irony in her words, "One year, I have been in a coma for a whole year, dying, almost like a dead man, my appearance is ruined, my bones are shattered, I lose blood, and my heart has stopped beating several times, if it weren't for the master, I think, there would be no more Qianwenxuan in the world." ”

Zisang Langyue's dark eyes tightened, and suddenly a touch of panic flashed, and he hugged Qianwenxuan tightly: "No, the wife will be fine, and he won't ......."

Zisang Langyue's hands suddenly clamped Qian Wenxuan's shoulders, holding them tightly, pity and anger flashed in his black eyes, looking at the woman in front of him, everything was so strange, everything was still so damn familiar, and it hurt him the same.

"It's been three years, and I've let go of some things, so, let's end here, you go and recruit you, I, go and live my life."

Hearing this, Zisang Langyue's body trembled violently, a bewitching face was completely bloodless, even the lips were colorless, they were shaking vigorously, their black eyes were blank for a few seconds, and finally they looked at Qian Wenxuan fiercely, "Do you remember that the wife promised Rongyue?" Why? Why is it so hard to find you that you don't want to make the moon? ”

Hearing this, a touch of self-deprecation flashed in Qian Wenxuan's eyes, and her eyes looked at him sarcastically, "Rongyue, why did you say this?" Are you qualified? ”

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed in Zisang Langyue's eyes, and her brows furrowed tightly, "Wife, Rongyue didn't understand......"

Qian Wenxuan shook her head slightly, "Don't you understand?" That's it. You just need to know that from now on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other. ”

"No, don't ......" Zisang Langyue was completely flustered at this moment, her bewitching facial features looked extremely pale at this moment, completely losing her previous color, Qian Wenxuan smiled coldly, "Three years ago, you didn't behave like this?" Qian Wenxuan slammed open the placket on her chest, revealing a wound in her heart that would never heal, "Zisang Langyue, looking at a wound, can you still say such a thing?" ”

The light of his eyes stayed at Qianwenxuan's heart, Zisang Langyue's body trembled heavily, and he felt that his heart was pierced by something, and it hurt, it hurt so much that it was so difficult to breathe......

Stretched out his hand and trembled to touch Qianwenxuan's scar, but Qianwenxuan pulled up her clothes suddenly, took a step back, and looked at Zisang Langyue calmly with her eyes.

The white slender fingertips were trembling in the air, slowly curling up, and finally, he hugged Qianwenxuan's body fiercely into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Wife, don't let go of the moon, please don't let go of the moon......" For three years, he has been suffering in endless thoughts, and he also knows for the first time that it turns out that it is so difficult to live, and the time is so long, overnight, as if he has lost everything.

"It's not you I let go, it's you who let me go." Qianwenxuan quietly threw out a sentence, Zisang Langyue seemed to understand something, suddenly laughed, and suddenly pushed Qianwenxuan's body away from her embrace, clamping her shoulders with both arms, and there was a kind of madness surging in those soul-hooking eyes, boundless madness!

"I see, you just don't want me to excuse me! But, Qianwenxuan, you are the wife of my son Sang Langyue, all your life, no, in the next life, you don't want to leave me, you don't want me to rest, I will also pester you, and I will haunt you for the rest of my life! ”

The sentence "Even if it will haunt you, it will haunt you for the rest of your life" slammed into Qianwenxuan's heart, as if it stirred up a thousand waves, looking at the pale and hysterical man in front of him, Qianwenxuan's heart trembled fiercely by this sentence. Lang Yue, such a domineering man, even at such a time, he has to desperately gain the upper hand, is this what he calls stalking?

However, three years ago, as long as he didn't let go, she wouldn't ......

"Lane Yue ......" Qian Wenxuan was speechless, the sourness and pain in her heart were magnified countless times because of the man's words, why? Why did he let go three years ago, she didn't mind the sword assassination, even if it really killed her, she didn't mind, what really made her mind was his resolute letting go.

The jaw was violently provoked, Qian Wenxuan only felt a familiar and sad taste rush into her heart, Zisang Langyue's handsome face quickly pressed down, and her arms lifted Qian Wenxuan's body one by one, one hand was on her waist, and the other hand was fiercely clasped the back of her head-

It's so sad, I'm full of cows when I write it!