Sorry everyone...... Something happened at home today, and I was very depressed, so I made up for the fourth shift temporarily. 】

Hearing this, Tang Qianluo's black eyes suddenly deepened, and his complexion suddenly had some obscurity.

The thin lips opened, and finally the word fell: "Okay." ”

What happened back then......

Although he is not an insider, he knows a little.

This one thing...... It's also about that one, the woman Bai Mo loves most in his life.

The corners of Bai Mo's mouth were hooked, and he swept the box of chess pieces into his arms, and his fingertips stirred the chess pieces from time to time, and there was a sound of chess pieces colliding with each other.

It's disturbing to the ear, and it's disturbing to the human heart.

"Back then...... I came into this world with her, and the good man, thinking that if we got out of that world, there would be no more trouble. ”

"She ......" As soon as he read the word her, Bai Mo's amber eyes suddenly burst into tears, but the smile arc on the corner of his mouth still did not fall.

And at this moment, when she heard Bai Mo's words fall out of her, Tang Qianluo's hands that were naturally hanging down in front of him couldn't help but gradually clenched up.

If it weren't for the Jin family's ambitions, they wouldn't be what they are today, and Gu Tingxin wouldn't have gone around and scarred, and he wouldn't have lost his memory.

And Bai Mo will not be ...... Lose the one you love the most.

"In this life, you have no chance, old white ......"

"You'll definitely meet again."

The man's afterglow slowly glanced at the white-haired man who was smiling lightly at the moment, but his eyes were extremely desolate.

Listening to Tang Qianluo's comfort, the shallow smile on the corner of Bai Mo's mouth suddenly became a little bitter and far-fetched.

Blame him for all this, blame him......

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have died......

If he hadn't cooperated with the Jin family back then, if he had ......

But.

It's too late, it's all gone.

It's too late.

"She's really stupid, I've never seen such a stupid person, so stupid that it makes me feel sorry for a lifetime......"

The man's voice gradually choked, the tails of his eyes curved slightly, and tears slipped down from it, along the angular face, little by little, until they dripped into the box of white porcelain chess pieces.

"Originally, if it wasn't for her kindness, if it wasn't for her...... Now the Jin family has long disappeared from this world. ”

"If it weren't for that Jin Chenxiao, the Jin family would not have existed until now, every time, I want to take revenge, but every time this thought comes together, her voice will sound in my head."

The word revenge came out of the mouth of the man with a bitter smile on his face at this moment, and it was extremely incompatible and incompatible.

Talking and talking......

The man's slender porcelain-like hand knuckles were slightly gathered, and his fingertips gradually whitened.

The words of revenge came out of the mouth of Bai Mo, who had always been gentle as jade, and it was indeed extremely inconsistent.

After all, he has always been gentle in the eyes of everyone, and even sometimes likes to flirt a little, just like a handsome boy who never touches the red dust.

But who would have expected that such a man who seemed to have no desires and wanted nothing, and who seemed to be the most gentle as jade, would have such a deep and thick hatred in his heart, which no one could have expected.

But.

Tang Qianluo knew all this.

It's just that he didn't expect that Bai Mo's heart would contain such a deep hatred.

What made it even more difficult for him to figure out why Bai Mo didn't keep it.

"I promised her that I would not live in hatred in this life, and that it was her long-cherished wish to watch the good man grow up and be happy, so how could I not agree......"

As he spoke, the man smiled even more obviously.

But in that smile, there was helplessness, desolation, and an unprecedented look.

In the tears, it is nostalgia, longing, and desolation.

Hearing this, Tang Qianluo teased the white fingertips of the black chess pieces in the Nanzhu jar, and his slender black eyelashes drooped slightly, trying to cover up the hidden meaning in his eyes.

(End of chapter)