Feng Yu couldn't help but envy Mo Ningxuan, it turned out that she and Qingtian had known each other since childhood, and had so many unforgettable memories, she should know a lot about him! And compared with the tacit understanding between them for many years, the past between himself and him seems a little pale. And the same faction, if there is a fate, they may still have a glimmer of hope, and they are with him... It seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers are far away.

Mo Ningxuan glanced at Feng Yu's extremely complicated expression, but she didn't care, and continued: "Since then, I have been looking for various opportunities to meet him, because the two have often worked together, and I will also see him from time to time. But he is still the same, no matter how warm I show him, he is still lukewarm and polite every time, it seems that he does not need me as a friend, but he still hates me who talks a lot in front of him, and makes a lot of noise.

It's all my fault, I accidentally took a wrong step, and I fell into his eyes like an abyss, unable to extricate myself.

But I just want him to know, I just want to stare at him like this, look at him like this, look at him like this, look at him like this, when time and space are nothing, I will still stare at him without regret. When he was tired and turned his head too much, I was right behind him, waiting forever.

I didn't know what to do with Brother Qingtian, I was too enthusiastic, I was afraid that he would annoy me; I tried my best not to disturb him, but my heart was half expectant and half sad. I always miss him, I want to hear more about him, and I care about everything about him. I would be so happy to see him, even if I didn't say anything, as long as I gazed at him so quietly; As long as there is no message from him, my heart will be empty, confused and frustrated.

I was entangled, painful, confused, and looking forward to it... As before, it lasted for several years, but I never gave up, he was my overwhelm, and I, just he didn't care. I care about him, and all that is him is my heaven, even though he will always turn a deaf ear and blind eye to my sorrows.

But all this, but finally a little turnaround, that time the Demon Realm and the Law Temple were in close contact, and the leader who participated in the battle was Brother Qingtian, but I didn't want to actually fall into the path of silence of the great disciple of the Dharma Master who was deep in mind and cultivated to not be weak, and the magic circle created by the endless mana of Buddhism - the Jialan Qiankun Array, but completely restrained the demonic nature of Brother Qingtian, he couldn't even do demonization, and it was extremely dangerous at that time.

When I heard the news that he was trapped, I secretly ran to save him with the ghost head and the spirit old man on my back. Seeing him standing alone in the array, his spiritual power was weak and weak, but his face was still resolute and cold, and I felt extremely distressed when I saw it, as if it was about to collapse in an instant. That abominable Legalist spiritual power is born to restrain all yin magic spells, and I belong to that kind of negative spell, and it makes me extremely painful to the Qiankun Array blessed with Haoran righteousness, but let me abandon him like this, how can I bear it?

I vowed that even if I put my life's work and even my life at risk, I would rescue Brother Qingtian and protect him.

Burning with the powerful ghost power in my sea of consciousness, attacking the golden formation again and again, my soul was about to be extinguished. In the eyes of outsiders, the strength of the ghost cultivator is extremely strong, but who knows that the power of the backlash is also extremely terrifying. With a hint of turbulence in the formation, I vaguely saw a burst of magic turmoil on Brother Qingtian's body, snatching the way out...

But I know he's saved! That's it, that's it.

That person is all I believe in my life, more important than my life, more important than everything. It's just that he never understands, in his opinion, that all my actions are only out of friendship, and all his gratitude to me is limited to lukewarm friendships, which will never be overcome, and will never be far away. We're so close, but he never knows I love him! He didn't know that for me, when love becomes a habit and an obsession, it is poison.

Since then, it may be my decision to exchange my life for my life, because of the grace of saving my life, Brother Qingtian finally eased his attitude towards me a lot, in the past ten years, my love has become a kind of persistence, but fortunately there is finally a little progress, even if it is really dead, I am also happy.

No hate, no resentment, no sorrow, is the last tenderness I can give him.

Despite my young age, I have experienced many vicissitudes on the road of love, but I have no regrets, and I am grateful to fate for giving me the person worth waiting for, so that my life will not be so silent. So, I continued to listen to him treat me as a confidant, continue to talk about every encounter with you, and after parting, I missed you a little bit, and continued to be sad, but I still smiled and stared at him in the corner.

I feel relieved that love makes people so humble! As long as he's around, I'm safe.

My impulsive behavior frightened the ghost head and the spirit old man; Aunt Lan, who has always been as calm as water, cried for the first time; Qingtian's father came to visit me many times in the Ghost Spirit Gate, and thanked me for saving his son. The relationship between the two doors has never been more harmonious... But none of this was what I was expecting, and what I longed for most was a soft gaze from him, not a cold look that could quickly freeze people's hearts.

Because I was too frustrated, I was lucky to be able to survive, but I didn't get better for several months, the ghost guy and the old man were so anxious that they found all kinds of elixirs in the world for treatment, and spared no effort to find thousands of cultivators, and they drew their souls to refine their souls for me, but they still had little effect, and everyone was at a loss, but I didn't care, because he was fine.

That day, Brother Qingtian came to visit me, this was the first time he came to see me in months, his eyes were unprecedentedly kind, I was satisfied, even if Deng Shi died, I thought I would smile, in addition to a few words of thanks, he also touched my forehead unprecedentedly, at that time my heart was about to fall off, he has always been cold and unexpected, he actually has warm hands, so warm, so soft!

There is a heart refining pool in the Demon Realm, it is precisely because of this spiritual eye that is difficult to find in the world, the Demon Realm is full of aura, and there is a unique miraculous effect, that is, soaking in the pool regularly, which has a miraculous effect on the recovery of injuries, the Lord invited me to go there to heal, and repeatedly promised to take care of me, and also give the ghost head a good heir to the Ghost Spirit Gate. Looking at my pleading eyes, they finally agreed to let me go.

What I care about is not some recovery, but the closest place to Brother Qingtian, which makes me look forward to it.

Staying in the Demon Realm is half a year, this is the happiest half a year of my life, because when Brother Qingtian is not going out, he will occasionally come to see me and sit in my residence for a while, although such happiness is also a handful, less pitiful, but that is enough for me, this is where he lives, we are in the closest place, looking at the same moonlight, very good.

Brother Qingtian spends most of his time cultivating in his own residence, even his close attendants know very little about him, he is very quiet, he has few requirements, his residence is the same as his person, quiet. There is always a thick stagnant death in the sky, which makes me feel that he is lonely, and I want to melt the loneliness and hesitation in his eyes, but there always seems to be a strange aura around him, which makes people unable to get close, and he doesn't like anyone to get close, so he wants to have a lot of secrets.

I've never seen such a father-son relationship between them, there seems to be a cloud between him and the demon lord, always weird and rusty, even less close to me and the ghost guy, the old man, at first I thought they were all cold people, and perhaps because of their status, they are always polite and strange to outsiders.

Until one day, Brother Qingtian was reprimanded for not meeting his father's requirements because he went out to do things, and I saw that his head was lowered, he didn't say a word, and his face was cold and pale, as if his father was not reprimanding him, but talking about others, when Brother Qingtian himself said to me lightly, "Father has never been my son, I am only his heir." ’。

I know that Brother Qingtian is lonely, and no one can heal the wounds in his heart, at least, I don't have that ability! Mo Ningxuan said so many words in one fell swoop as if there was no one beside him, because he had just recovered from a long illness, and his face was pale and bloodless.

I gave you love and my heart to you, why can't I see you all the time?

I can see you, I can hear you, why can't I always love you!

"For so many years, you should be very bitter in your heart, blame me, if it weren't for my existence, your love path should be less turbulent." Feng Yu lost her mind for a while, she never thought that her existence would bring such trouble to another woman, bitter, sad, and full of mixed feelings.

"No, I don't feel bitter, the real suffering in this world is in people's hearts. Having someone worth waiting for is also a kind of sustenance. Mo Ningxuan's voice gradually lowered, and the words behind her gradually became inaudible, and at this moment they were a little fluctuating.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Even Fengyu herself couldn't hear the voice, and it came out slowly, and she couldn't think of anything else except apologies.

Mo Ningxuan smiled slightly, as if it was not the first time she had said three words to Feng Yu, as if she had never heard it, just smiled calmly and smiled. In heaven and earth, only her smile is left like the first camellia after the snow.

The sound of the wind, quietly whistling by, brought a hint of novelty to the air that had been stagnant for a long time, but Feng Yu only felt that his mind was blank.

I love and say nothing;

I love, only I feel in my heart;

I cherish my secrets, and I cherish my pains;

I swore that I loved, and had no hope,

But it's not without happiness

As long as I can see you, I feel satisfied. —Muse