But he didn't say it, his pride was not allowed, he was a man who didn't show his feelings, he couldn't let her know his sorrow, his heartache, he wanted to share his happiness with her, and he didn't grieve.

Feng Rongxue hid the momentary emotion in her eyes, but her face was pale and almost bloodless, her teeth and bones were clenched, and the contours of her face were more distinct, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

It can be said that he is very good at hiding, except for the snow-white clothes that are a little wrinkled due to temporary dressing, everything is no different from usual. The pitch-black pupils just stared at Mu Chujian, who was on the verge of an outbreak.

Knock –

An autumn thunder broke the momentary silence.

An autumn rain and a cold one, and the surrounding air seemed to cool down.

Mu Chujin, who was standing outside the door, felt a cold that she had never felt before, but a burst of numbness in her heart covered up the coldness that ran from the soles of her feet, she looked at the man in front of her who was still calm and elegant, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a smile, far-fetched and empty.

"Feng Rongxue, if one day we stand on opposite ends and you threaten my relatives, I will not hesitate to kill you!" Her smile is very shallow, but with a fatal attraction, like a poisonous poppy with the most gorgeous flowers.

In the wind, Feng Rongxue had no expression on his face, his wide sleeves were blown up by the wind, and his black hair was also blown by the wind, he just touched his forehead with his right hand, as if he wanted to erase something, but there was nothing after the worst.

When I looked up again, I only saw the delicate back, weak, but strong, and gradually moved away from him......

From a few steps away, it seems to be the distance between them.

I want to get closer, but I always go the other way.

Vomit –

He bent down, his shoulders kept shaking, he knew that his body was very weak now, in order not to worry her, so he endured it for a long time in front of her, but after the last he still deceived her and did not show his feet in front of her.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, with a faint sense of reassurance.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, the blood-stained silk handkerchief was thrown by him indifferently. At this moment, his heart was numb, an unknown heartache, a sour pain in his chest, as if something was about to gush out, he retched a few times, just fishy blood.

He had to find a place where no one was to lick his wounds alone, even if it was difficult and painful, but he had been alone for more than 20 years, and he had long been used to it.

Stroked his chest, the bewitching blood lotus no longer existed.

He no longer has to be restrained by anyone, his martial arts will not be suppressed, and everything he has lost will be regained in the most brutal and decisive way.

However, he was not happy at all, but an unspeakable heartache, empty, as if he had been torn open by life, leaving behind his most precious things.

Turning his head and looking into the room, Shentan's pupils shrank, and a trace of coldness passed through his eyes, and the killing intent suddenly appeared.

At night, the manic wind seemed to want to tear everything apart. The willow branches on the side of the road "creaked", and the most overwhelmed broke down, and thud - fell to the ground.

The messy long hair mixed with tears stuck to his face, and his eyes were blown by the wind and couldn't be opened, so he simply closed his eyes and let the tears fall.

Feng Rongxue, in fact, there is another sentence after that sentence, I didn't say it.

Kill you, I, Mu Chujian, will never live alone!

In the strong wind, Mu Chujin ran up, exerted all her strength, and ran fiercely, she only knew that Lu Dao's mind was blank, and she wanted to use this method to relieve the pain in her heart and make up for the huge and fatal wound in her heart.

However, the opening in her heart seemed to be against her, like a long dark night gradually expanding, stretching, mercilessly devouring and enveloping her, leaving her no respite.

Wow –

The rain came unexpectedly, with the madness that swept everything, and hit the wide sycamore leaves with a violent clattering sound, with a choking and strong earthy smell.

The raindrops hit her face like knives, hitting her thin white clothes, invading her thin bones and tearing at her almost numb heart.

She wanted to forget everything, forget everything that happened in Mu Country, she thought that she might still be the little girl who lived under the protection of Liu Chengfeng, ignorant and young, with a beautiful vision of the world, living happily, living simply, without the squalor of the palace, without the intrigue of the regime conspiracy, without the deception of true feelings and false intentions, without any filthy things......

Yes, that's really good, the ivory tower she dreamed of, that boy helped her build it since she was a child, and kept her firmly in it, so that she could live a carefree princess-like life.

She relied on him, on him to death. However, now that there is no Liu Chengfeng and no glamorous young man, she Mu Chujin is still alive and well. Because she is no longer the same person she once was, the little girl who was innocent and only knew how to follow the boy died as early as the moment of the car accident.

When she was reborn in Muslim, she had to bear everything she had to face now, including the man who made her love to the heart and hate to the bone, who bewitched her, troubled her, trapped her in the trap of feelings, and watched her struggle like a trapped beast. Now, as he expected, she ran like a fool in the autumn rain, like a shrew, like a discarded doll, like a puppet without feeling, like a porcelain that shattered at the touch of a touch......

No matter what the result is, no matter if the sky falls apart tomorrow, no matter if she dies like this at this moment, she Mu Chujin can't care about anything, her heart is already empty.

Deception, betrayal, exploitation, conspiracy, power tricks......

In this filthy environment, the feelings that breed are so fragile and how unworthy they are.

In the past life, in this life, they were twisted together, like a knife blunt at her flesh, inch by inch, little by little, cutting her skin, her heart.

The greatest tragedy in life is not the separation of life and death, the separation of yin and yang, but the person you love the most is the person with the knife, who ruthlessly puts you to death at the most beautiful moment when he laughs.

Mu Chujin looked at the rain curtain cut by lightning, her head became more and more dizzy, as if she was used to lead, she staggered, and after the last she could no longer support it, she fell to the ground.

The rain fell on his face, and Mu Chujin suddenly felt awake as he had never been, as if he was reborn, and his rhinestone eyes became more and more scorching under the rain.

After the numbness, she felt pain all over her body, everywhere, as if she had been pricked by a needle, and as if someone had poked into the wire, drilling into her skin little by little. But she just crawled on the ground, letting the rain hit her thin body, her right hand grabbed the placket of her chest fiercely, and the pain in her whole body couldn't withstand the pain here.

It was dark in front of me, and the rain curtain around me was slowly eroded by the darkness......