Li Beijue's face was expressionless, but the hand on his side clenched inadvertently.

"Get out of here!" roared angrily, and the woman directly punched Li Beijue's body.

Li Beijue didn't fight back, just self-defense, so you come and go, it's like it's just a waste of effort.

"Su Jiuge, I don't care about you for the sake of being a Rongxun woman, and no matter how much you stalk me, you won't give him this face." Li Beijue's eyes were terribly dark, and his throat bone spat out angry words.

Su Jiuge gritted his teeth and glared at him: "If Qingran is not there, you will let you in to see, obviously weak-hearted, you still want to drive me away?"

It's been too long, it's been so long that there's no end.

There was no news of Kiyozen again, and she really didn't know if she was crazy or Kiyozen was dead.

"Leave on your own initiative." Li Beijue's indifferent words, his brows were impatient, and he was on the verge of forbearance collapse.

Su Jiuge didn't move, and sneered: "I don't believe that I can't open this door, see who can consume whom!"

Su Jiuge clasped his hands around his chest and stood coldly without moving.

One is to stay here until the door opens.

Li Beijue's breath was so cold that he sneered and stopped talking.

Seeing Su Jiuge next to the wall, the woman was silent but vigilant, which was really ridiculous in his eyes.

As before, it was as ridiculous as Yan Qingran that woman was in school.

One glance, I want him to destroy desperately.

Abhor.

Li Beijue closed his eyes and laughed treacherously.

In this life, no one can and will not find that woman.

"Kiyozen, are you still there?" Waiting for Li Beijue to leave, Su Jiuge came to the door again, his voice soft.

"Yes, yes." The woman's gentle response.

She didn't know if she was Yan Qingran or not, but the woman outside said that she was Yan Qingran.

"How are you doing? These days. "Just like many times in the past, during the holidays, two people will sleep in the same bed and chat happily.

The woman's eyes widened slightly, black and white, there were no superfluous impurities, she didn't know how to answer, just hummed.

Su Jiuge really needed Yan Qingran's answer.

The nightmare of this time, everything, is to blame her for failing to protect Yan Qingran well, everything is because of her.

"Can you tell me?" Su Jiuge pleaded, crying obviously.

The woman with long hair and a shawl and a clean and innocent face, listening to this weak cry, there was also a trace of distress in her heart, and she said: "I don't know, that man doesn't seem to have anything unbearable except for not giving me freedom."

"Don't you want to be free?" Su Jiuge's slender hand gently wrote two words on the door panel.

The word Rong Xun represents the time when she left the dyeing, which is a sin.

The woman shook her head, and found that the woman outside couldn't see it, so she had to speak: "I don't know who I am and where I should go, it seems that there is only this world, as if there is only this man, in this way, there is nothing difficult."

Such an answer is actually not what Su Jiuge wants to hear.

Qingran has a gentle personality and is empathetic, but she is organized and has a crisp personality, just like she fell in love with her master Pei Pei and broke up with him before, and she never dragged her feet, but now, she has been saying that she doesn't know.

"How did you forget all this?" Su Jiuge laughed reluctantly, she couldn't cry all the time, she still had to bring out Qingran.

"I don't know." The low voice told these clichéd words, hesitant, but apart from these words, there were only these few words.

Su Jiuge's heart hurt so much that she exhaled: "It's okay, when we go home, everything will be remembered."

"Hmm." The woman replied slowly.

Her voice gradually faded away, and Su Jiuge gradually quieted down.

In a quiet space, two women, next to the door panel, with long hair falling down, soft and lonely.