Mu Liran trembled, opened her eyes to see people, and only felt that his words cut her heart like a knife.

A tear fell from the corner of her eye, slid down her cheek and down her pointed jaw, and then dripped down.

Chi Wuji couldn't say a taste in his heart, this tear fell into his heart, and he only felt a slight pain at the tip of his heart.

"Is it useful to regret it," Mu Liran squeezed out a sentence from her throat, and when she thought of her little life that had not yet been born and had never seen this world, her heart swelled with infinite sadness.

And Chi Wuji stubbornly extinguished her long-awaited expectations.

She chuckled and continued, "Even if it works." I don't need that either. ”

Mu Liran deliberately lengthened the tone, and the end note turned, and the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth never let go: "I was just thinking, why didn't I make up for you again." She whispered softly: "Save the heart now." ”

I was a little distressed just now, and now I came to laugh at him. After eating a few trenches, he couldn't grow up to this wisdom. When he encounters her, he always has to soften his heart.

Chi Wuji took a step forward, grabbed her jaw with his hand, and forced her to look up.

The light of the oil lamp hit her face, and the two lines that had just flowed tears were clearly displayed. Chi Wuji laughed angrily, approached to see her, gritted his teeth and said, "There is still strength to make trouble." It seems that you are still in good spirits, so you can do it yourself. ”

Mu Liran didn't say anything to answer him, just looked at him with her bright eyes, her eyes as if they had been soaked in water. Chi Wuji finally let go and walked away.

As soon as Chi Wuji left, Mu Liran was left alone. The strong shell she had just held on to would not hold it anymore, and she slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes.

The wind raged in her heart, leaving the land desolate and without any grass. She didn't know who else in this world she could trust, maybe, no.

Zhan Cangming's figure appeared in front of him again, his gray eyes staring at her, as if he wanted to drink her blood and eat her flesh. And behind him, even though separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, there will eventually be a Ruo Rou, like a shadow.

She recalled Zhan Cangming's eyes when she looked at Ruorou, as if the stars had been crumpled and packed into his eyes, emitting a soft light.

She thought almost numbly: Since Zhan Cangming and Ruorou are in love with each other, and since he is so good to Ruorou, then she will fulfill them.

Mu Liran laughed and laughed at herself: Why bother, if you scatter the mandarin ducks, you will be punished by God.

She felt cold, and she was alone in the whole tent, with a small oil lamp. The oil lamp might have wanted to laugh at her, too, bright and wilting. It was as if a gust of wind was about to die.

But she wants to live, Mu Liran thought blankly, she didn't want to entangle with them at all, but unfortunately Tiangong was too jealous, and he wanted everyone to put on a good show by mistake before he was satisfied.

Mu Liran tried to clear her mind, she thought to herself, and then she opened her eyes, her eyes bursting with shrewdness. She has never been an indecisive and fragile person, and this is enough for her to think clearly.

Her younger brother, Gan Chen, is still in Zhan Cangming's hands. She wants to take her brother out of his hands, and then, by all means, return to the modern age.

What if you can't? If you can't, you can't.

The fog that had blinded her eyes for so long finally cleared at this moment.

Yes, why is she so obsessed with going back to modern times? What can she do when she goes back, she has no home anymore. Nostalgia for modern prosperity? She smiled slowly.

If she could, she would take Gan Chen, and the two of them would find a place near the mountains and rivers, wake up with the golden crow rising from the mountain in the day, and sleep at night listening to the sound of birds singing in the mountains and springs hitting the stones.

Plant him rows of chrysanthemums in front of the door, and also feel the fun of the ancients picking chrysanthemums under the east fence. Occasionally, if you steal half a day of leisure, you will go up the mountain for a walk, wouldn't it be happy.

As soon as she thought clearly, her brain became much more active.

Although Chi Wuji didn't save her child, the root cause of this incident was that she turned against Chi Wuji at the beginning. There is always a cause and effect relationship in everything. But what chilled her heart was Zhan Cangming.

He looked at Ruorou's eyes...... was too gentle, so that she felt the taste of a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

When she thought of this, she felt that hatred came from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't express it. and her younger brother, Gan Chen, is still in the hands of Zhan Cangming, she still has to rely on Chi Wuji, otherwise how can she rescue her brother with her alone?

Mu Liran would feel annoyed, he shouldn't have been angry with his words, and the two of them broke up unhappily. But she was so tired that she closed her eyes and rested.

……

After waking up, Mu Liran felt much better, although his head was still dizzy and swollen, but at least it was not like it was about to explode. Mu Liran brought herself a glass of water, she shivered when the cold water was cold, her teeth hurt, but she was much more sober, and she slowly put down the kettle. Mu Liran thought of the wording in his heart, so he beckoned someone to invite Chi Wuji. The man did not dare to slack off, and went busy.

That's enough time for Wuji to calm his anger. He propped up the table, listened to the report, and walked to the camp where Mu Liran was without hesitation.

Mu Liran has been fiddling with the corners of her skirt here, not knowing how to put it, so she lifted it up and put it down, and finally simply ignored it.

When the sound of the track was near, Mu Liran gathered his instrument and looked over there with his eyes. Chi Wuji opened the curtain and walked in, pacing, he spoke first: "Why do you have a day to look for me?" He paused, then asked, "Figured it out?"

Mu Liran nodded and responded, "Hmm." ”

Chi Wuji raised his eyebrows, sneered, and then mocked: "It's really not easy." You swear you don't regret it. I thought you were so backbone that you were going to fight me to the end. ”

Mu Liran ignored his cynicism, she looked at him with a pair of eyes, and her attitude was sincere: "You are right. It was me who was wrong, I was wrong, Zhan Cangming didn't have a heart at all. Didn't save you in the first place."

She repeated mechanically, like a sigh, like chagrin: "It's my fault."

Chi Wuji clasped his hands to his chest and looked at her condescendingly: "And then." ”

He waited with interest for her next words.

"I ......" Mu Liran bit her lip, one hand clenched the corner of her skirt, and the other hand clenched into a fist at her side, her own nails dug into the flesh fiercely, but she didn't feel the pain.

Mu Liran repeated: "It was me who was wrong" and she whispered, "Wuji." Forgive me. ”

Chi Wuji's heart softened a little when he heard her call him like this.

But he thought of the past, and remembered that she used words as a sword and stabbed the third rib in his left chest an inch in, and he felt chilled.

These two emotions were intertwined and entwined in his heart, and for a while he couldn't tell whether that side could prevail.

Mu Liran saw that he didn't speak for a long time, thinking that he refused to forgive herself, her eyes were desolate, and she finally made up her mind.

She slowly stood up, held the hem of her skirt in both hands, bent her legs, and knelt down without hesitation. She repeated in a low voice, "It was me who was wrong, please forgive me."

Chi Wuji was shocked by her, and he didn't react for a while. Her weak voice reached his ears, and the tips of his ears trembled with a cry of "Wuji".

From his perspective, he could see Mu Liran's pale face, like a medicine jar that was about to die. When he thought of this, he felt a dull pain in his heart, and he could hardly help himself.

Mu Liran had just experienced the pain of losing a child, and was hit by his words, which was the time of despair. He thought about it, and his heart turned into a puddle of water. The soft-hearted won the cold-hearted, which would shout in his heart, help her up.

He almost thought helplessly, it was her who knelt, and it was himself who hurt. Who is this torturer?

So Chi Wuji squatted down, maintaining the same height as her, he stared at Mu Liran's eyes, and eased his tone: "You have already calculated...... I know I'm you. Well? ”

"Then you forgive me?" He changed too much at once, Mu Liran didn't react for a while, and looked at him with a flurry.

Chi Wuji stroked her hair, the touch under his hand was very good, he stroked it again and again, he approached, and said in a deep voice: "Hmm."

He stared at Mu Liran's eyes, as if he wanted to see her heart, his movements became more and more gentle, and he muttered to himself: "I gave you time to think, you finally made a decision, then don't regret it."

Chi Wuji smiled softly at the corner of his mouth, and his tone became more and more gentle.

He said, "I want you to follow me forever." Wherever I go, whatever I do, follow me. In the future, when I am old, you will follow me and never abandon me. If I die, you can bury me with you, and we will go to the land of all evils together, and I will not be afraid of you by my side. We hold hands, the next life, and the next life, life after life, without leaving me half a step. Do you say okay? ”

When he said this, the corners of his mouth rose and he was extremely gentle, and when he said death, his tone was even more gentle to the extreme, as if their lives and lives had appeared in front of him. His last sentence was asked very lightly, as if he was afraid of scaring Mu Liran.

Mu Liran looked at him with his eyes, but he saw Zhan Cangming through the mountains and rivers.

Her eyes flashed countless and countless images, and finally stopped at Zhan Cang Ming's small appearance. Mu Liran's eyes hurt and she almost burst into tears.

Zhan Cangming's figure and Chi Wuji in front of her continued to change, she finally closed her eyes, then nodded slightly, opened her lips, and said, "Okay."

When Chi Wuji heard this, he sneered and laughed, and he laughed infinitely gentlely. He grabbed Mu Liran's hand and helped her up. He said, "Don't kneel, you're kneeling on the tip of my heart." ”

Pulled up by him, Mu Liran came back to her senses, she looked at Chi Wuji in front of her, and only then did she remember the purpose of her move.

"Then you'll have to promise me. My younger brother Gan Chen is still in the hands of Zhan Cangming. I can't even think about what she's going to do to my brother, his kind of heartless person,"

As she spoke, hatred mixed with pain welled up in her eyes, and she looked like she was going to break Zhan Cangming's body into pieces, and said hatefully, "You have to save my brother."

She grabbed Chi Wuji's arm, surprisingly strong, and asked him almost pleadingly, "Is it okay?"

Chi Wuji was deeply satisfied with her appearance, he slowly covered her hand with his other hand, and then inserted it between her fingers, clenched it, Mu Liran's whole body trembled, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but failed.