Later, you put on your glasses, and the whole person became very ordinary, and he said, "I can't find you now......"

Mo Zixuan explained softly in her ear, subconsciously increasing her strength, it seemed that only in this way would Xue'er not slip away.

Jian Junxi was stunned again, second uncle, the only man in the family who would protect her, remembered every scene when she was a child, and a very faint mist appeared in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said coldly: "I'm not the person you're looking for, you'd better not bother me!" ”

"Don't lie to me, you say you're not, you take off your glasses now, if it's not blue eyes, I'll leave immediately!" Mo Zixuan held her shoulder, and his dark eyes were full of sadness.

Jian Junxi's hands trembled invisibly, and tears flashed in his clear eyes, like clear crystal glass balls, but with a rich bitterness, and he regretted not wearing black contact lenses.

"Cher, I'm sorry, it's been years since I knew I liked you, and I've been going back to you almost every year.

We are obviously so close, you know everything, but why don't you tell me, if I never knew that Jian Junxi was you.

Are you going to never tell me for the rest of your life, how can you be so cruel? Mo Zixuan couldn't help but burst into tears as he spoke, so scared that he held her in his arms again.

Jian Junxi had never seen Mo Zixuan like this, and his tears were like the most ferocious flood beast, devouring her internal organs, making her heart hurt indescribably.

Hidden tears flickered, like thousands of stars flowing in the night sky, go back? How to get back? She couldn't go back for a long time, her thin lips were pursed, and she still didn't say a word.

Mo Zixuan couldn't hear her voice, grabbed her shoulders again, choked up and asked, "Xue'er, tell me, what happened?" Why do you want to dress up as a man? ”

Jian Junxi vigorously pushed his hands away, and his thin lips pulled out a sneer.

laughed at himself: "Mo Zixuan, the Yang Feixue you know, she is dead, and now I am Jian Junxi, a devil who regards human life as a mustard......"

"Xue'er......" Mo Zixuan's confused eyes showed extreme grief in his heart.

Reaching out to grab her, she took two steps back, and there was no warmth in the eyes of the yin owl, let alone a trace of human feelings.

"Mo Zixuan, knowing my true identity is not good for you." Jian Junxi said as he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Concealing the fleeting complexity in his eyes, even though it was so fast that he couldn't see it at all.

"Cher, can you tell me what happened? Why did you become like this? Mo Zixuan looked at her arrogant figure.

Feeling the cold aura emanating from her body, it was as if there was a huge poisonous snake coiling around her body, tightening it tighter and tighter, making him feel suffocated.

Jian Junxi didn't look back, her hands were inserted into her trouser pockets, and her thin lips were slightly hooked, revealing her ruthless nature.

Sen Leng said: "Mo Zixuan, thank you very much for your family's kindness to me back then, I know that I, Jian Junxi, am a heinous devil in Uncle Mo's heart."

I also admit that I am a wicked person, but I ask myself, I have not done anything to be sorry for your family of three, in order to help your Mi family get through the difficulties.

I also did my best to repay your relief back then, and from then on, I will be kind and righteous with your family of three, and I will never interact again.

The only piece of advice is that those things that shouldn't be said should rot in the stomach, otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering the old love! ”

(End of chapter)