The injured look in Mo Hanche's eyes was quickly covered by him, he calmed down, and jumped out of the pit.

The figure settled, Mo Hanche lowered his head and saw Qianqian squatting on the side looking up at him with a smile, the confident brilliance in her eyes and her sentence "I won't lose" pierced his heart,

Mo Hanche stretched out his hand and pulled Qianqian up from the ground, gently pulled her body to face him, imprisoned her slender arms in his thick palm, looked at her tightly, and asked seriously: "If, I mean if, if you lose--"

Seeing the emotion looming in Mo Hanche's eyes, Qianqian was not stupid, how could she not understand,

However, Qianqian understands a truth better: the only thing in the world that cannot be trampled on at will is sincerity.

Therefore, she didn't want to lie to him, and she never wanted to take advantage of his feelings.

She was real, and treated him as a friend.

Qianqian retracted her thoughts, suppressed her smile, looked back at Mo Hanche with clear eyes, and asked seriously, "Do you want to hear the truth?" ”

Mo Hanche felt a slight pain in her heart, and at this moment, she could see from her expression that the answer must be something she didn't want to hear.

In fact, he had known for a long time that this was an extravagant hope.

The man in her heart is irreplaceable.

At least, he doesn't have to live forever in darkness and evil like himself.

Over the years, how many innocent blood have been stained on his hands, and the poison technique that he is proud of is not just and bright.

And that man's noble status alone makes him unreachable,

and his own unrecognizable face, he didn't even have the courage to let her see it,

What do you compare yourself to him?

Seeing the emotions surging in Mo Hanche's eyes, Qianqian was still a little unbearable, but even if she couldn't bear it, it was better than casually deceiving him.

She believes that emotional deception is more likely to make people angry and desperate than being rejected.

Qianqian's eyes looked at Mo Hanche softly, pulled an arm out of his hand, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said softly: "If, I really lose, I will definitely think of other ways, I just won't marry you, I won't marry anyone except him, I really treat you as a friend, so, I don't want to lie to you",

After Qianqian finished speaking, she sighed lightly in her heart, in fact, she didn't expect things to develop like this, at the beginning, she just didn't want to make too much trouble for herself, so she thought about living in peace with him,

But I didn't expect to cause such a big trouble,

She admitted that from the beginning, she came into contact with Mo Hanche because she felt that he was not so bad, but a little simple and cute, so she wanted to be close to him, and by the way, she could inquire about the antidote.

It's always easier to have an acquaintance and get things done.

Unexpectedly, it hurt him because of this--

The two fell silent --

This silence is always a little awkward,

Qianqian took advantage of Mo Hanche's distraction, put away the shovel, and walked towards the house,

He should understand, and it's okay, his relationship has just begun, and it shouldn't be difficult to let go.

Maybe it's just a momentary novelty, but if it's really because of this, even a friend doesn't have to do it, it's better than hurting him.

Mo Hanche's gaze fell on Qianqian's back,

If she really didn't want to, he wouldn't be reluctant, and he didn't want to be friends with her, but the more she was like this, the more he thought of her goodness.

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Mo Hanche almost didn't drink alcohol, so when he heard Mo Hanche drinking in the courtyard, Mo Wuxian hurried over, and saw a slightly lonely figure on the stone table in the courtyard from a distance, and there were wine jars on one side.