In his mouth, hearing about himself and his past seems to be a different taste. A strong sense of happiness filled Fengyu's heart, warm, it turned out that there were many things that he didn't know. But at the same time, he was embarrassed that Qingtian actually laughed at his singing out of tune in front of others, and his face couldn't help but have a faint crimson on his face.

"It turns out that my singing is so ugly, but I really only know this today, and I don't know if after becoming a cultivator, after some washing and marrowing, will the disadvantages of being out of tune be improved?" Feng Yu was embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get in.

"I don't know, why don't you sing one to listen, I'll come to the spot to identify, how out of tune your singing is, how about it?" Mo Ningxuan said playfully.

"Uh... No! Feng Yu's face turned even redder from laughter, causing Mo Ningxuan on the side to laugh, and Feng Yu also smirked awkwardly.

In this Sumeru space, the hostility between the two towards each other seems to have faded a lot in an instant. If it was outside, Feng Yu would naturally be inseparable from this ghost spirit sect woman, and Mo Ningxuan would never be in the company of the opposing party, not to mention that they were still in such an embarrassing and delicate situation, but here and now, both of them were also connected by fate, where could they take care of the opinions of the sect?

"Oh, you actually dare to refuse me, I have only been rejected by Brother Qingtian since I was a child, and he has paid a lot of price for this, if it weren't for my last thought, I'm afraid his soul would have been devoured by me. Aren't you afraid that I will swallow your soul? Mo Ningxuan's words were fierce, but her face was as delicate and bright as a flower blooming after the rain.

"Huh?" Feng Yu thought that she hadn't heard clearly, what did she just say that the spirit was devoured?

"Don't forget, I'm a ghost cultivator! It was a few years later, when he went to participate in the annual auction of the Tuantian Continent, he met you again, and at that time you were already an immortal cultivator. I know there's nothing stopping you from being together anymore! The flower of love that should have bloomed for me was completely defeated by your smile.

At that time, I was hitting the bottleneck of the original infancy, and I naively thought that when I had the strength to fight, I would be closer to Brother Qingtian, so I practiced hard every day, and tried all my strength to become stronger, fortunately, God lived up to me, and when I finally entered the original infancy stage and plucked up the courage to confess to him, he met you again!

When I heard that he had returned to the Demon Realm from the auction, I couldn't wait to find him and tell him that finally we could stand together at the same height, and nothing could stop me from loving him, and I wanted him to know that in this world, even if no one understood him and accompanied him, I would always stand silently beside him, and I thought to myself that the little stone that disturbed his peaceful heart no longer existed, and to him, that insignificant mortal was just a passerby, and it was funny to think about it now.

Once, I tried to show him my love in every way, but I insinuated that he was ambiguous and pretended not to know; I offered to show affection, but he turned a blind eye, just when I was a childhood playmate; I made it clear again that he was only joking with me, and he ignored it directly... This time I used all my strength to solemnly show him my heart, but in exchange for his casual smile, as if listening to the funniest thing in the world, that look I still remember, he didn't take it to heart at all, and when I was talking about children, I threw away all the reserved sincere confession of a woman, and was trampled by him to the point of being incomplete, broken.

And this laugh, the second time I've ever seen it, he smiled at me, and I had a bad feeling that the smile seemed to be related to someone. I asked him directly if he had met a woman who could make him laugh again, with anger and a touch of hatred in his words, hating the woman he had walked through in his life, hating him for turning a blind eye to me, and even more hating was my own incompetence!

He didn't care about my bad words, and at that time, I finally understood that in his heart, I was just a lukewarm, dispensable friend, forever so alienated across thousands of mountains and rivers, mountains and rivers far away, but I was not the one who was qualified to walk with him.

'How can I be so affectionate?' In this world, the only thing that can let me see in my eyes and bury it in my heart is always that stupid girl! I met her again! You say, is this fate? These were the words he had spoken to me, and every word was like a carving knife, cutting blood deep into my heart, shattering it, and I felt like I was dead! And the initiator of all this is wandering freely in the love he has created.

I was shocked and angry, my heart was inextricably linked, I didn't know what to do, Brother Qingtian is such a person, he doesn't care about the person he doesn't care about, he has no time to care about the life and death of others, and I, I'm afraid it's not much better in his heart! After he met you, I got to know him again, and it turned out that he could simply love someone like that.

I know in my heart who the stupid girl he is referring to, when he mentions you, his whole person will be different, his expression is... Ecstasy! It was unimaginable to me, and it would appear on his face that was always cold. At that time, he was no longer a young master of the Demon Realm with a cold expression, but just an eighteen-year-old boy who had just fallen in love.

He would think all night long, for the woman in his heart who was stupid and stupid, and his heart was full of her all day long; will feel distressed by her pain, frustration, and even inconsequential things; He would be full of joy and talk about her with what he thought was his best friend, who, though painfully hearing every word, was dull and unaware; will simply think that she is the only woman in the world who is worthy of his chase.

Everything he says to me is about you, you know, you don't know, as long as everything he has experienced about you, every detail, he will tell me in detail, because I am the only person he trusts, but for him, I will always be just a friend who can listen to him. Regarding you, whether I like it or not, he just said to himself, I was really envious and jealous of you at that time, and it should be a very happy thing to be able to live in his heart like that!

I don't want to listen, I really don't want to, but only when I talk about you, he is vivid, and only then will I really feel so close to him. So, I endured it, listened silently, listened to the bits and pieces about you, and imagined that the woman who made him happy and sad was myself.

I saw a lot of expressions on his face that he never wanted to show to outsiders, all thanks to you, who were full of joy for your little bickering; There is a painful look of chagrin and self-blame for your deep danger, and he can't arrive in time; After you separated, you resolutely rejected him, and left mercilessly with a heart like a knife; There is also a vow to win your heart, and the high-spirited look... All his things will only be available for you.

I know, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you in this life, and a smile of yours can melt the ice in his heart for ten thousand years. And what is my ten years of waiting? What am I going to fight you for?! It's funny that there's never a chance of winning.

When he told me that he seemed to be really in love with you, my heart was completely broken, and I wanted to kill him and then kill you! So, caught off guard, I cast 'Soul Swallowing' on him! His soul power slowly poured into my body, and I suddenly felt a trace of revenge in my heart, and finally, I was about to merge with him so closely, alive, he never belonged to me, so maybe it was the best reward for all my love!

However, soon, my heart ached again, and I knew that when he died, my heart could not be redeemed, and all that was left was endless love and eternal regret.

So, just when I was about to succeed, I couldn't bear it, if he died, my life would not last long, because there was no place for him, what was the point of me living alone? I let go of this only chance to put an end to us once and for all, and to show him my love one last time, and I thought to myself, whether he believed it or not, I would never mention my feelings again, because it didn't seem to make any sense.

I told him that it was cruel for me to mention your presence in front of me, so he finally knew that I really loved him, that it was not a childhood joke, and that I had a vague bond with him, but for a long time in the future, he did not have the slightest clear response, and I was used to waiting, and everything went naturally, whatever he was to me, I accepted it.

He did not belong to me, but my heart did not obey the call and belonged to him, this is what I want, I have nothing to do with others, I deserve it.

Even if I can look at him from afar, my heart is stable, so I should only be his bosom friend! Everything I have, as long as he wants it, as long as I have it, I'll take it all, anyway, I'm so stupid, maybe I'm really... It's ridiculous! Maybe after saying so many words in one go, Mo Ningxuan's voice was slightly hoarse, and although there was a stagnant smile on her face, her eyes were clearly flashing with misty moisture.

"I'm sorry, but if I hadn't been there, maybe you wouldn't be like this!" Feng Yu's throat felt blocked, and she didn't know what to say, Xiang Mo Ningxuan was such a woman, no one could resist it, even Feng Yu, couldn't help but be deeply moved by her.

Accustomed to being restrained in the tenderness of the middle night

Let the spring flowers forget the blue sun and the white

Who cares about that humble bud?

I've missed out on my own scenery

It's the mood of being damp before the combarrassment

It has worn away its desire to bloom

Missed the warm sun

It forgets that it is a flower that needs to photosynthesize

Lost the morning dew

Let it forget that it is a flower that needs water

Isolated from the air

It no longer remembers that it was ever alive

hasn't waited for a show yet

It passed away prematurely

Drifting away with the wind

Not its sad withered petals

Rather, it wants to tell its friends who also have humble souls

Who cares about the mood of getting damp before the flowers bloom

You can air dry it

Or let it dry slowly

Just don't

Hide it discreetly in the dark and damp

PS: If you have nothing to do, just write some poems at will, and friends who don't like it just skip it. Recently, there have been some little sadism, please believe that the sunshine will eventually appear.