Squeezed by the pain in his heart, Ji Guangnian only cared about immersing himself in his own world, but he didn't answer.

Mo Xingli only thought that she was really ruthless to him.

"Don't regret it!"

Putting that aside, he got up and walked straight out the door.

After he left, Ji Guangnian reacted.

Looking at the direction in which he disappeared, she was panicked in her eyes, and she couldn't care about anything else, so she hurriedly dodged and chased him out.

At this time, the sky was drizzling.

Ji Guangnian searched for the sword light and chased it all the way to the suburbs, but the figure was gone.

Knowing that he didn't want to see her, she couldn't hold back anymore and cried uncontrollably.

She cried and shouted to the suburbs where no one could be found: "Fifth Senior Brother, where are you~ What I just said is all angry talk, and it is a lie to you......"

"Fifth Senior Brother, you came out to see me......"

"Fifth Senior Brother, I like you, I just care too much about what you think of me......"

Her voice grew hoarse, and her volume grew smaller, until she was left crying, and fell to the ground.

She didn't mean to be angry at him, she just couldn't get angry.

No matter how bad her reputation in the market is, it is still a matter in the market.

For the person she cares about, he knows that it is one thing, and it is another thing to investigate her deliberately.

She was angry at why he wanted to get to the bottom of it and made a special trip to investigate.

He knew that those pasts that were buried deep in the corners and could not see the light were all things she didn't want him to see.

She could not care about the past, but she cared about what he thought of her.

She always felt that the cowardly young palace master of the Xianyue Palace was not only the young master of the Ji family before she crossed over, but also herself.

The two of them feel the same way, they seem to be one, but they seem to be a little different.

And as long as the thought of those humiliating past was made for him to see, she would feel ashamed and suffer physically and mentally.

The gray area in her heart only hopes to be sealed for a long time, and then usher in a new self, but she doesn't want the person she loves to peep into.

She admits that it was her self-esteem that was at fault.

So, she couldn't help but get angry at him.

She cried very sadly.

The rain was getting heavier, and Gong Qingdai, who came with Ji Guangnian, held an umbrella for her and blocked a large rain curtain.

Seeing her crying so badly, Gong Qingdai finally couldn't help but say: "It's just a man, as for it?" ”

Hearing this, Ji Guangnian cried even worse.

…………………

Ten miles and a long pavilion.

Mo Xing flew directly to the pavilion from Edgeworth, but he couldn't bear the pain on his body anymore.

His face was pale, he knelt on one knee, and the long sword in his hand also supported his body, so silent.

Xiao Yan followed, looking at such a strange star, and frowned, "Did that Gu worm start torturing you again?" ”

Mo Xing didn't answer, and slowed down for a few moments before leaning towards the pillar on the side.

"But there is also rose nectar?" Xiao Yan asked again.

Mo Xingli, who was leaning against the pillar, still didn't answer.

"I'll get it for you!"

Xiao Yan turned around and was about to leave, but Mo Xingli's voice came, "That letter in my room is your masterpiece!" ”

At this time, Mo Xingli was holding a letter in his hand, and the envelope also had a few words written on it.

There is no doubt that the letter in front of him is the one that Xiao Yan gave him at the beginning.

At the beginning, Xiao Yan's reminder that Mo Xingli actually listened to it, knowing that Ji Guangnian would not like him to investigate, Mo Xingli didn't open the letter in the end, so it was always in his storage bag, but today's situation, he never thought that Ji Guangnian's reaction was far beyond what he expected.

Thinking of Ji Guangnian's attitude towards him, a little loss flashed in Mo Xingli's eyes, and he fought together, and the letter in his hand turned into ashes after a while.

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