"At least he doesn't want you to die."

Reluctantly, do I die?

Mo Lian's smile rippled, like a microwave across the lake, spreading soft warmth in a circle, but those beautiful eyes were empty and distressing.

"It's the funniest joke I've ever heard." Mo Lian's beautiful eyes flowed, his smile was faint, and every bit of smile spread from his face, like a spell, low-pressure laughter came, his laughter became more and more presumptuous, and the beautiful eyes that had long been blind shed crystal tears.

"Everything was like a dream, and in this dream I gave everything. However, I couldn't get that person's back glance, which is the most ridiculous I've ever seen...... Love and affection. ”

Listening to Mo Lian's whispering, Zichuan Bingyue's face was as calm as water, as if she had seen a deeper and farther place through Mo Lian's stunning face.

"What do you want to tell me? What kind of answer do you want? ”

The shallow eyes are gray, and there is no light in sight.

"So, will you turn back?"

Zichuan Bingyue looked at Mo Lian with interest, will you turn back?

That's the only thing I'm concerned about, Brother Morin.

"Turn back?" A faint smile slowly bloomed on the flawless skin, and the bright red lips hooked a beautiful arc, with a bit of sarcasm, but gorgeous, "Little ghost, isn't your brain sober?" ”

"Why should I turn back?" With a somewhat stubborn rhetorical question.

"What reason does he Mo Han have, let me turn back for him."

Zichuan Bingyue's face burst with ripples of smiles, and he won't look back, Brother Mo Lian is really much more interesting than I imagined.

Mo Lian's stubbornness, in a sense, was indeed unexpected by Zichuan Bingyue, the little ghost's eyes that could see through everything looked at Mo Lian fixedly, and in that person who was as gentle as water, he seemed to see an implied firm determination.

"It's you, Bingyue, what the hell are you going to do again? Didn't your eyes see it a long time ago? Why are you telling me now? ”

"I just wanted to confirm." Zichuan Bingyue's voice was soft and soft, with a bit of laziness, "Brother Mo Lian, is it true that you don't have any nostalgia for him anymore?" ”

Staring at Mo Lian with a suspicious expression, Zichuan Bingyue saw the stunned that flashed on Mo Lian's face, "Is it possible to be completely cut off?" ”

Mo Lian's voice sounded a little gloomy, "How do I break off such a desperate love?" ”

"Then why don't you look back?" Obviously, he still can't let go of the other party, but he doesn't look back, and Zichuan Bingyue, who has always walked all the way to the black emotionally, doesn't understand Mo Lian's strange logic.

He could see Mo Lian's infatuation with Mo Han, that drunken and sad look, not for him but for whom?

"Because, I don't love anymore, because it's dead."

The thin white fingers caressed his chest, "The moment I left Mo Xi, it was destined that I would never look back." ”

"Even if he keeps you, even if he says he loves you?" Zichuan Bingyue asked in surprise.

"Huh." Mo Lian smiled lowly, "That's right, even if he keeps me." ”

But, that's almost impossible.

"I don't understand." Zichuan Bingyue, who was full of doubts, looked at Mo Lian in confusion, and her eyes, which claimed to have seen through everything, were sparkling and crystal clear.

"I don't have any reason to love anymore." After a pause, Mo Lian whispered, "In the same way, Mo Han has also lost the right to harm me. ”

Mo Lian's indifferent but sad face suddenly reminded Zichuan Bingyue of the past a long time ago.

It was really a long time ago, and such ancient memories were still stubbornly passed down through the eternal reincarnation, through the blood of loved ones.

In that vague memory, who held the blood-stained hand and gently caressed whose face?

Whose tears fell to the ground and returned to dust?

You gave him the power to hurt you, what can you do, you also gave me?

Not for anything, not for anything.

Zichuan Bingyue finally understood how simple Mo Lian's way of expressing her love was to give that person trust and give that person the power to hurt herself.

However, has the affection that has been squandered and the special power that has been given to it finally been taken back?

It's really like that heart that has been portrayed by betrayal......

"Brother Moren......"

Looking at Mo Lian's indifferent face, Zichuan Bingyue felt a sense of distress, and Mo Lian was more relaxed than ever.

His smile was shallow, as if he was relieved to unload the burden, "What else do you want to say, little ghost?" Let's just ask them together. ”

Touching his black and beautiful hair embarrassedly, Zichuan Bingyue said, "I just want to make sure of Brother Mo Lian's thoughts, but Brother Mo Lian seems to be more determined than I imagined." ”

With a long sigh of relief, Zichuan Bingyue said solemnly, "Xiliang and Mo Xi will eventually have a battle, this is what my eyes can see, but what my eyes can see is also limited. The key to victory in this war is still on Brother Mo Lian, you can say that the key to victory is ah. ”

"Are you afraid I'll be reluctant?" suddenly broke the extended meaning of Zichuan Bingyue's words: "Won't you really be reluctant?" "I don't understand this time to change Zichuan Bingyue, after all, no matter how unbearable Mo Xi is, it is also his homeland where he has lived for many years......

"Why are you reluctant to give up?" Mo Lian asked rhetorically, "I only know that my home country is Xiliang. ”

It was rare to see Mo Lian's resolute side, Zichuan Bingyue sighed, "Brother Mo Lian, I think I should remind you that you have the soul of a king in you. ”

Mo Lian lightly hooked the corners of her lips, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as elegant as a frightening cloud on the horizon, "Little ghost, how far can your eyes see?" ”

A leisurely sigh provoked Zichuan Bingyue to frown slightly, and tilted her head in confusion.

"The limit of what my eyes can see is tied to my brother's."

A gentle smile bloomed, and there was a warmth in his words that I couldn't even perceive.

"Is the person who those eyes are staring at Qingcheng?"

Mo Lian smiled and sighed, "Your piano sound is ethereal, it is indeed rare and beautiful, if the chaos is still there, I will probably like it very much." ”

The song of the phoenix begging for the phoenix aroused countless obsessions, and the past was vivid, which made him unable to help but burst into tears.

"Piano art?" The corners of Zichuan Bingyue's mouth hooked up a beautiful smile, "I don't have anything I like, unlike Brother Mo Lian, qinqi, calligraphy and painting are just a pastime in my spare time." ”

The things that can make him intoxicated and willing to eat, looking for only his brother Zichuan Qingcheng in the whole world.

Zichuan Bingyue's words made the smile that followed behind Mo Lian sad for no reason, originally she didn't approve of Gongzi coming here, and she was also afraid of these two princes, but, in the end, these two princes were just children younger than her.

Xiaoxiao felt that he couldn't even imagine that there would be such a boring person in the world, yes, it was boring.

He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he only stops there, and he doesn't even have anything he likes, and that kid puts an end to all possibilities for himself to sink. He has always made himself strong, strong enough to catch up with his brother's footsteps, as if he were a victim of the family, serious like a stereotypical machine.

Zichuan Bingyue, who grew up under the teaching of his brother, although he has enough freedom, he still develops such a temperament in order to cooperate with his brother. And what about Zichuan Qingcheng? Xiaoxiao didn't even dare to imagine Zichuan Qingcheng, the seemingly flawless prince of a country, what kind of sadness and helplessness such a character would have?

"Even if you have the company of your brother, it's not enough......"

Mo Lian blurted out the words unconsciously, but for the first time, Zichuan Bingyue's face showed a similar sadness, "Sometimes I feel very lonely......

Especially when I saw them running to my mother's arms again, I swallowed the last sentence in my throat.

The little child said truthfully.

"So I'm happy."

Mo Lian's smile is as dazzling as the lotus flower when it is in full bloom, and her peerless demeanor is beautiful.

"I used to think that there was nothing more terrible than losing him, losing his homeland. However, when you really leave all this behind, you will feel relaxed and happier than all the previous days. ”

"I think all the reluctance, all the pain, is just because of my deep obsession."

Laughing in a low voice, Mo Lian at that moment was beautiful and sinking.

"Which beauty is that?" The whispering voices of the two teenagers in the distance arrived, and in the ears of the three of them, the sadness that was dispersed for a while, Zichuan Bingyue looked back and returned to that arrogant appearance.

In the vast snow, Mo Lian, who was blind, could only see an overwhelming white halo.

Obviously, the two teenagers were addicted to Mo Lian's delicate face, Zichuan Bingyue's face was beautiful, and his gestures were full of arrogance that ordinary people could not reach, as the son of Mo Xi's first beauty, Zichuan Bingyue's beauty was the same as that of Princess Ranran, and he would not lose to Mo Lian.

However, his appearance is too charming and enchanting, and there is a kind of demon of a boy and a girl. And Mo Lian, who also has a beautiful face, is as light as a shocking and dusty demeanor, how can it be described as 'amazing'?

If you say, the beauty of Zichuan Bingyue, the beauty of his capture together. Mo Lian's beauty is the beauty of his peerless transcendence.

"What are you doing here?" Zichuan Bingyue opened her mouth dissatisfiedly, and Mo Lian beside her heard the dissatisfaction in the little ghost's tone for the first time.

"Who do you think this is?" The purple-clothed young man replied to him disdainfully, "Without your brother Zichuan Qingcheng, what do you think you are?" ”

Zichuan Bingyue's smile was faint, the cold killing intent spread, and his voice was as soft as the mildest drizzle in February, "Then what are you?" I don't even care about your father, let alone you, and of course, I don't mind cleaning the portal for your father. ”

"Ice Moon."

Mo Lian's voice and in the cold wind of the Ice Country, he was very good at suppressing Zichuan Bingyue's next move.

"It turns out that there is another person besides Qingcheng, can the arrogant Snow Lotus Prince be willing to surrender?"

"Don't be mistaken." Zichuan Bingyue's smile was unconcealably arrogant.

"In the sky and on the ground, I, Zichuan Bingyue, only listen to Brother Qingcheng."