"Boom!" Meng Ningxue's words passed through the clouds and kept echoing in Zi Bingxin's ears, "Yichen, I'm your fiancée...... I'm your fiancée...... Fiancée ......"

Anger or grievance, I don't know what emotion it is, suddenly hit Zi Bingxin's mind, tears, and slipped silently.

Zi Bingxin staggered away! At this moment, it seemed that the sky was dark, and even the breeze was blowing, it was stinging!

The wind blew Zi Bingxin's hair, and she was peerless, at the moment, she was embarrassed.

In the lonely street, Zi Bingxin's stumbling figure ......

At this time, Lan Junao was suddenly surrounded by a wall of water, and he didn't notice the abnormality of Zi Bingxin's heart at all.

Meng Ningxue looked at Zi Bing's embarrassed back, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a satisfied smile, "Yichen, you just stay inside!"

I don't know where Meng Ningxue's confidence came from, she was originally injured, but she was so proud at the moment, can she really trap Lan Junao?

"Meng Ningxue, you actually brought this thing down, aren't you afraid of ......"

............

Zi Bingxin is like a drunken person, walking staggering down the street, time seems to pass slowly, or the journey is too far away.

No matter how Zi Bingxin goes, there is no end, this seems to be a street with no end, although Zi Bingxin has walked for a long, long time......

Zi Bing's heart sank, her legs were weak, and she fainted!

Unconscious, I don't know anything!

When Zi Bingxin opened his eyes again, it was the fragrance of medicine, Zi Bingxin sniffed, and even he could tell what herbs were inside.

Blood Herb, Pain Relief Herb...... It's all for healing, Zi Bingxin slowly got up, looked down at her clothes, and fortunately, it was still the original purple dress.

Zi Bingxin looked around again, it was a simple small bamboo house, although it was simple, it was very tidy.

It can be seen that the owner of the house is a person who loves cleanliness, and when Zi Bingxin walked out of the house, it was a yard that was not too spacious and not too narrow.

However, there is an attractive patch of red-

Peony!

From the front of the house to the full courtyard, from the courtyard to the outside of the courtyard, in the courtyard, a person in front of him is refining medicine. Dressed in white, there is only a tall back.

Looking at the thousand-year-old fabric, it should not be the children of rich families, but also, how can the children of rich families live in bamboo houses.

Maybe the boy was too focused and didn't notice the arrival of Zi Bingxin.

The wind blows, and the peonies in the yard keep opening, like a beautiful girl, dressed in beautiful dresses, dancing, competing for beauty!

It's so beautiful, I have to say, Zi Bingxin is a flower lover, especially red, maybe because of the reason why she loves Manzhu Sahua, peony, the same red as Manzhu!

Zi Bingxin looked at the harmonious scene like this, and his thoughts had already flown away, Lan Junao, that person, those words, had been hovering in his mind. Lingering!

Those beautiful memories are like a double-edged sword, stabbing Zi Bingxin's heart.

Suddenly, Zi Bingxin's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Zi Bingxin's mouth.

Hunched over, kneeling on one knee, it hurts! It hurts there, but it doesn't hurt! It hurts when you can't breathe.

My heart hurts, and I just want to abandon the world.

The sky is spinning, weak and powerless~!

The feeling of pain is not echoed,,

No one answered.

It's like in the midst of all kinds of tormented thoughts.,It's hard to be alone.。。

It's like being in a bitter waiting, and I can't sleep alone.

It's that you miss him, and he doesn't want you.

It's your love like a tide, it's his cold deception.

The feeling of heartache is not a kind of happiness,

It's better than having no heart.,It's better to not feel it.。。

Even if he will give me a glimmer of sunshine, a glimmer of warmth.

It's all worth it.

Zi Bingxin couldn't control these cowardly thoughts in her mind.

Heartache cannot be expressed in words, like a fine needle piercing the heart,

It was as if I was about to stop breathing for a moment. It's really uncomfortable.

Zi Bing's tears in his heart kept flowing, and he let himself try the feeling of heartache...

And it's heartbreaking? It's heartbreaking, it's heartbreaking...

In fact, there are things that you like and will not belong to you, and there are things that you are destined to give up no matter how nostalgic you are, love is a song that can never be sung in life.

People may not experience a lot of love in their lives, but don't let love become a hurt.

There is fate everywhere in life, and fate seems to be a predestined thing.

Some fates are destined to be lost from the beginning, and some fates will never end well. Is it like yourself and Lan Junao?

To love someone you don't have to have, but to have someone you have to love her well. If sincerity is a harm, choose a lie, if a lie is a harm, choose silence, and if silence is a harm, choose leave. If love is a hurt, don't come close.

But why, I still can't stop getting closer, not hurting others, but hurting myself! Tears are the testimony of Zibing's love.

But there are many cases where this is not the case, because you can't help but choose. If loss is suffering, are you afraid to pay?

If obsession is suffering, will you choose to end? If pursuit is suffering, will you choose to be obsessed?

If separation is suffering, to whom do you confide?

Zi Bingxin kept asking himself in his mind.

There are many things in the world that can only be seen clearly in the past.

There is a kind of love, which is obviously deep love, but the expression is imperfect.

There is a kind of love that knows that you want to give up, but you are not willing to leave.

There is a kind of love, which I know is torment, but I can't hide it.

There is a kind of love, knowing that there is no way forward, but the heart is not easy to take back.

Love can be a momentary thing or a lifetime thing.

Leave because of love, give up because of love. It may sound great, but who can truly give up for love?

A person is not lonely, but a person who thinks is lonely. It's only when you're too concerned about someone that love becomes a kind of sorrow.

But Zi Bingxin felt self-deprecating, originally thought that love was a lifetime, but unexpectedly, it was only less than half a year.

Even Zi Bingxin wondered if they were together with a pile of lies.

Lan Junao, that name may just be the same as his mercenary group called Sha Hua, it's just a code name!

Maybe it's just fun to be with yourself, maybe it's just a scene to fight with Meng Ningxue.

Or is it because he likes white clothes like Meng Ningxue, that's all?

The young man put the potion into the porcelain bottle, got up, and turned around, "Miss, you are awake! Why did you run out so disobediently!"

The young man leaned over and helped Zi Bingxin up, and there was blame in his tone, was it blame for not resting well?

This kind of thought, Zi Bingxin herself felt self-deprecating, how could it be.

"You ......"

Zi Bingxin was completely stunned, how could it be him!

"What's the matter, miss, is there something dirty on your face?" the young man raised his head and looked at Zi Bingxin in confusion.

From his eyes, Zi Bingxin could see that he didn't seem to be lying, but he never saw through Lan Junao's lying, didn't he?

"Miss, why are you crying, are you hurting you?" the young man looked a little anxious. seems to be afraid that he really hurt the beauty.

Zi Bing's face was confused, what the hell was going on!

"You don't know me?" Zi Bingxin frowned and asked coldly.

The boy was taken aback, how could such a beautiful girl be so fierce?

"Should I know you? I don't know you!" The young man's face was innocent, and the sun shone on the young man's face, which was particularly dazzling.

"Hehe!" Zi Bingxin chuckled, as if mocking, such a naïve teenager is indeed rare, but ......

Zi Bingxin shook off the young man's hand, "Zi Junshuo, I'm not blind!"

He staggered to his feet and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, "Zi Junshuo, this time, I won't care, next time...... Also, don't think that if you saved me, I'll be grateful to you!"

The young man's face was a little red, as if he was wronged! He didn't know what Zi Bingxin was talking about!

Holding himself up, Zi Bingxin almost couldn't stop falling down.

The young man hurriedly stroked Zi Bing's heart, "Miss, are you okay?"

Zi Bingxin wanted to break free of his hand again, "Don't make trouble, I don't know who Zi Junshuo is, but you are injured now, give me good care!"

The young man picked up Zi Bingxin horizontally, entered the room, and gently put it on the bed. After covering Zi Bingxin with a quilt, the young man put a bottle of potion in Zi Bingxin's hand.

"You take this, take it! Don't run around, I'll lock the door, I'm going to look for vegetables now!" After saying that, the boy left on foot.

Looking at the back of the thousand years leaving, Zi Bingxin's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, Liu frowned, what the hell was going on?

Looking at the potion in his hand, Zi Bing's heart was a little shocked, it turned out to be a king-level intermediate elixir, and the purity was 100%!

This is a medicine refining genius, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old alchemy master, Zi Bingxin only then thought that he had already abandoned the medicine.

However, it doesn't matter, there are still many people in this world who are keen on medicine, right?

Raising his head, Zi Bingxin took the potion, is the young man Zi Junshuo or not, Zi Bingxin frowned!

"Squeak!" The door opened, it was the young man who came back with wild vegetables, and there were several kinds, Zi Bingxin actually knew, naturally he met when he was in Huaxia.

The young man quickly sorted out his things and began to cook, while Zi Bingxin was watching from the sidelines, and the young man ignored him. Be your own.

In his eyes, Zi Bingxin was just a mentally disturbed patient. So no matter what Zi Bingxin did, he chose to ignore it.

Zi Bingxin sat quietly on the bamboo chair, looking at the young man's busy work, a harmonious picture, but the back was not him!

Zi Bingxin slapped his head with a beast, why was he so angry, and he missed him again!

Seeing Zi Bingxin's "self-harm", the young man hurriedly ran over and grabbed Zi Bingxin's beast, "Miss, don't think about it!"

Zi Bingxin didn't speak, just shed tears, didn't cry, just silently shed tears!

"Miss......"

The boy was a little helpless, and he didn't know what he should do.

"Why not him, why!"