Bai Tang was still entangled in Su Yuxiu's affairs in the room, but he always felt that her eyes were extremely sharp when she left, and her confession this time was really too impactful, so that he couldn't keep calm in his heart, and he didn't even have the heart to ask the words that he originally planned to ask at one time.

But these entanglements disappeared after seeing Wang Wu's WeChat! Bai Tang felt a little angry, obviously it was the thigh he chose first, why did he go to hug someone else without saying a word, the key is not to inform him!

Think about it carefully, since they separated from Mo Yu in Chenchuan, they really haven't seen each other again, just occasionally make a phone call, this is not a big deal, anyway, in the past, Mo Yu would always disappear from time to time for two days, but this time the more Bai Tang thought about it, the more he felt that the nest was on fire, Mo Yu disappeared for more than a month this time, shouldn't it be all fooling around with that Yu Chi Rong?

Outrageous! Don't be angry! As the best brother, how can you not inform him of such an important thing as falling in love?!

Su Yuxiu, he thought about it and wanted to tell him to come, why did he get to him without saying a word?

While slandering Mo Mo in his heart, Bai Tang carefully released his yin qi line for all-round positioning.

He must see it for himself, he must see it!

Mo Yu was walking with Yu Chi Rong, the two walked side by side, one tall and one short, and the deep night behind the two of them was like the deepest barrier.

"Go slower," Wei Chirong said, "slower again." ”

Mo Amnesty's footsteps paused for a moment, and he hummed faintly, and his steps slowed even more slowly.

On the empty long street, the two of them walked slowly, and Yu Chirong said, "Xiaomo, hold hands." ”

Mo Yu turned his eyes to look at her, only to see her slightly drooping eyelashes and the small hand that had reached out in front of him.

The pale and beautiful fingers curled up a little uncomfortably, but they were always stretched out firmly, without the slightest intention of withdrawing.

Mo Yu was silent, took her hand, felt her hand cold, and then the finger trembled and reached into his fingers, ten fingers clasped.

Yu Chirong's eyes seemed to be moist, her eye circles were red all week, and she grabbed his hand desperately, "You talk to me, Xiaomo, tonight is the last day, don't ignore people." ”

The finger in his hand was distinctly bonely, with a little cold, but it was still warm overall, Yu Chirong took a step closer to him, absorbing the cold and elegant breath of the other party, addicted, and couldn't stop.

Mo Yu's throat rolled down, and finally spoke, his voice was soft and soft, and said: "Rong Rong, you are very good, the fox is also well raised, every time you see Agatha, it is oily and slippery, you are very attentive." ”

Yu Chirong's voice was a little muttered, and said: "It's not easy for it to live, it can have been transformed a long time ago, but it's lazy, and it knows how to eat and drink all day long, so it likes to let people smooth its back." ”

Mo Yu's face was gentle, and he held her as if he was holding a little girl: "Don't think about those things before, you have to live well in the future." ”

Yu Chirong's tears fell at once, and smashed on their hands, with a slight burning sensation, she said, "Fan is helpless."

Do you really dislike me at all? We've been together for half a month, I, I'll show you the best of me, I can do anything, I'll be good to you, I'll give you whatever you want, I, I'm ......"

In the end, I couldn't go on, my whole body trembled like an emotional breakdown, and even the originally suppressed voice leaked out of my lips and teeth uncontrollably.

Mo Yu patted her softly on the shoulder, and did not speak, but seemed to have said everything clearly.

"We don't grow old or die, and we have many, many years to come...... Fan is not saved, Fan is not saved, we, we are not impossible......"

"I gave you a black mandala, and the whole world knows that you are my man...... You should have been with me, there were so many people back then, I saw you at a glance......"

"Fan Wushu, can you go back and try again with me, a year or two...... I'm not bad, really, you're going to like me, Fan Wusheng......"

Mo Yu listened to her speak, listening to every sentence seriously, but his expression was always faint, like the gentlest brother and the willful little sister, not speaking, but with a clear attitude.

Yu Chirong suddenly reached out to hug him, and Mo Yu's body stiffened and did not move.

Yu Chirong closed her eyes, and the wind penetrated between the two of them, and the two who were infinitely close seemed to be cut by the wind in the middle.

The smell of the other party is faint, even if she is not used to contact with people, she unconditionally accommodates all her requests at this time, even if she knows that this is what she has exchanged for thousands of years trapped in the underworld, she still can't help but be moved.

What can be done, when I first saw the world, I was taken away by him, and for many years after that, I never struggled out.

Even if he was cold and never pretended, even in the time that followed, he forgot that he had met her.

The underworld is up and down, the world is red and dusty, he has always walked firmly on his path, never looking back, never caring about him.

She used to be a pair of people in the Yellow Spring in the sky, and then she was the only one in Hell Biluo, she was his casual past, and it was the red apricot blossom that he came easily, and on the inadvertent rainy day in the world, it fell on his eyebrows without an umbrella, stained with his fragrant breath, so he sank completely.

The slightest hint of kindness he occasionally leaked, but he had no intention of bumping into her, and that smile like melting ice and snow instantly weaved a dense net, making her unable to breathe.

At that time, the gentleness that was thrown casually was finally precipitated into a touch of tenderness at the fingertips in the years, which lasted for a long time and lasted for a long time.

She couldn't extricate herself from the depths of hell, and she looked up slightly, but she could see the supreme Buddha country sung through Sanskrit.

Fan Wusu is her supreme Buddha country.

In that Buddha country, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the sky is high and the earth is wide, the mountains are high and the water is clear, but the Buddha country firmly closed the door to her, let her roll in distress outside, and never opened, only through the invisible barrier, over and over again with the compassionate and gentle Sanskrit sound to admonish her, to admonish her to let go, to admonish her not to be obsessed.

But the Buddha was so compassionate that even if he was wearing black armor and his face was cold, the heart in his chest was soft and glowing.

Fingertip warm

How can she turn her back? How not to be obsessed?

The Buddha who could save her life did all the gentle things quietly, but he was stingy in bringing her into the scope of his feelings, and he also wanted to cut off her thoughts and completely understand the line with her.

Yu Chirong hugged the warm body of the Buddha, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

What to do? What to do?

I want to regret it, I want to cry and make a fuss, I want him to stay, I want to use endless years to soften him, I want to use the most vicious tricks to calculate him, so that he has to open the door of the Buddha Kingdom for her.

But he is so simple, how can she be willing to give it?

I was reluctant, so I had to force myself to restrain myself.

Wei Chirong forced herself to calm down, her fingers tightly grabbed the placket of Mo Yu's clothes, and murmured: "Fan Wushu, Xiaomo, you are so good, boundless good." ”

Mo pardoned and said: "Year after year, don't think about me anymore, you will meet better people." ”

Wei Chirong smiled, her overexerted and even stiff fingers loosened little by little, letting go of the placket on her chest that she was holding and refusing to let go, she said, "Give me the second button, okay?" ”

Very childish mind, wanting a second button, because it was closest to his heart.

But Mo Yu, who had never understood this, refused, he looked at her and said, "No." ”

He said: "No nostalgia, nothing to be nostalgic. ”

So anything that she could hope for would not be left to her, completely cutting off her thoughts.

Time passed little by little, and Yu Chirong finally took a step back, took another step back, and left the position haunted by his breath.

There was still that addictive black in front of him, but there was no reason to entangle, Yu Chirong held his hand, and his fingertips seemed to remain the tenderness on the man's chest.

She turned her back, said no more words, and strode away from him, slowly disappearing at the end of the long street.

When the figure of the man could no longer be seen, the woman who pretended to be strong finally stopped, squatted on the deserted street and cried.

Wei Chirong has her own pride, she doesn't steal, she doesn't rob, she doesn't cheat or ask, so she turned around so simply, and she didn't even leave herself the slightest chance to regret it.

But after carrying people, he couldn't resist the pain in his heart after all.

The slender woman squatted on the street without an image, crying loudly, as if she couldn't cry out her heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

She thought about his eyebrows, thought about his eyes, and thought about his warm body, but she felt the temperature remaining in her fingertips slowly turn cold, and finally only cold remained.

The flame in his heart was finally extinguished, and the ashes were devoured by the endless desolation.

Yu Chirong cried and hiccuped, crying sadly and sadly.

She has lost her Buddha kingdom, and she has the right to cry until the sky is dark.

A shadow came to her silently, looked farther away, saw a black figure disappear lightly, and finally lowered his eyes, quietly staring at the woman who was squatting on the ground and hugging herself.

"Let's go back." A warm voice whispered, with an endless sigh.

Yu Chirong trembled and did not move.

There were two cat-sized beasts with yellow eyes

The colored eyes, the front paws were slightly raised, and the thick meat pad was about to touch Captain Chi Rong's forehead, Yu Chi Rong said sharply: "Don't move me!" ”

Di listened to the stiffness of his paws and slowly put them down.

Yu Chi Rong didn't raise her head, she still whimpered in her throat, but her thoughts were extremely clear: "Don't take away my memory!" ”

That is her most precious thing, even if someone forcibly draws an end, it is a reverse scale that no one is allowed to move!

Di Ting said helplessly: "You didn't say that before. ”

Before, she asked Di Ting to ask for Mo pardon and ask him for a possibility.

She swore at the time, saying that she wanted a love affair with Mo Yu, and said that if it didn't work out this time, she would promise to go back to hell and continue to sleep in the Temple of Eight Desires, and never leave the underworld without permission.

Yu Chirong's eyes were empty, like a cold rain in the winter moon, her voice was hoarse, and she said, "I regret it." ”

Di Ting did not speak, but there was a clear light in his eyes.

Promises exist in the first place to avoid regrets, and when a promise was made, even if you don't want to repent in your heart at this time, it will not be fulfilled in the end.

(End of chapter)