"She's dead, I don't want her to die, I've imprisoned her for a long, long time, she seems to be in pain, I can't let her be that miserable, she shouldn't have to bear this"

Li Muyang picked up Wan Jiaoqiao and teleported back to Xiaoyao Valley. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the peach tree, the peach fruit is full of branches, and the boss with thousands of pretty eyes is "fairy?"

Li Muyang didn't care so much, he put Wan Jiaoqiao under the peach blossom tree and looked at it stupidly.

"I can't hold her, I comfort myself, I say to myself, love someone to make someone happy, she is not happy at all now, I can't build my happiness on her pain"

"Do you know?" Li Muyang's eyes had turned red, and he was close to Wan Jiao's face.

"I sent her away with my own hands, she left me like a madman, she didn't even look at me, I regretted it, but I didn't do anything, I won't regret my decision, even if I do"

"You wouldn't know, after that I was like the walking dead, without a soul, without myself, and it seemed like all my souls and seven souls had left with her"

"I sometimes wonder if I would be happier if I broke through the void and found her, but I can't, that guy would be happy without me, right?"

Li Muyang took out a jar of peach blossom brew from the ground and drank alone, and threw it aside directly after drinking a jar.

"I was thinking that if she was happy, I would be happy too, and since that guy doesn't like me anymore and sees me as crazy, I won't bother her life"

"I ask you, why is she willing to die for me, but not to stay with me?"

"Why don't you speak?"

Li Muyang saw Wan Jiaoqiao blinking, and he reacted to the dumb acupoint, "I'll give you an acupuncture, don't run, blink if you agree"

Wan Jiaoqiao blinked desperately.

Li Muyang gave her acupuncture.

Wan Jiaoqiao's first sentence was "Oh mom! suffocate the old lady and I, I want to go to the toilet"

"You can find a place to solve it yourself, and after solving it, go to the bamboo house in front," Li Muyang said and returned to his bamboo house.

Wan Jiaoqiao trotted into the peach forest, and sighed for a while, after she solved her needs, she was dumbfounded, there was no rice paper?

She tore a strand of her underwear, and after solving the problem, she picked two peaches and returned to the bamboo house.

"Do you eat?"

Li Muyang looked at the fresh peach in Wan Jiaoqiao's hand and shook his head, "Thank you, I won't eat it"

"Don't eat, then forget it" Wan Jiaoqiao wiped off her hair, swallowed one bite on the left and one bite on the right, and said inarticulately, "Are you stupid?"

"Speak well"

Wan Jiaoqiao quickly swallowed the peach, threw the core outside, and repeated what she had just said: "Are you stupid?"

"Huh?"

In Wan Jiaoqiao's eyes, Li Muyang is just an ordinary person who is hurt by love, and he is not afraid.

As for the red eyes, her father's eyes have always been purple after he went crazy, and her second uncle's eyes are green and yellow due to poisoning.

Her mother knows a formation that can teleport anywhere she wants.

"I said, are you stupid, if you like her, why let her go?"

"Because she wants to leave, the lark confined in the birdcage won't live long, and I don't want her to be like that"

"But don't you like her?"

"Yes, I like her, I used to like her, I still like her, I don't like it in the future"

"But my mother said that if you want to get someone, you have to be cheeky and shameless!

Wan Jiaoqiao nodded affirmatively and said an example, "That's how my dad won my mother's heart."

"That's different"

"What's the difference? It's not the same as a human being, it's not the same, it's seven emotions and six desires, and it's still crying and laughing?"

Yes, what's the difference? Maybe Li Muyang is proud from the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't allow anyone to ruin his feelings, even the original owner.

As he said, he likes her, but has nothing to do with her, and he hopes that his love will not deteriorate.

But under the precipitation of time, it has long been decomposed and deteriorated, that is not what he wants, it should not be like that.

Li Muyang was a little dazed.

He remembered one mission, there was a guy who knew he was lying to her or a moth to the fire.

That guy is really stupid, he knows it, and he rushes up desperately.

"Wan Jiaoqiao, can I tell you a story?"

"Okay, you say," Wan Jiaoqiao sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Legend has it that there is a beautiful moth that flies freely between heaven and earth, and it has been a long, long time, and it is always carefree, happily enjoying the life that nature has given her."

"That's great, I want to be a moth too, and sometimes I wonder if it's too painful to be human."

Li Muyang threw Wan Jiaoqiao a jar of private wine, and he didn't remember what the name was.

"Listen to me quietly, okay?"

Wan Jiaoqiao hugged the wine jar and nodded, "Okay, you say, I must prick up my ears and listen carefully."

Li Muyang glanced at Wan Jiaoqiao, and Luo Ziyi was so poor.

"The fire lived in the hearth, infecting everything around it with its characteristic zeal and sincerity, until one day a moth passed by the hearth, and it was the first time it saw a fire so burning"

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Wan Jiaoqiao took a sip of wine, feeling her hairs stretch.

"Alas, listen to me" Li Muyang stepped forward and slapped Wan Jiaoqiao on the head, and also sat cross-legged in the place.

"This moth used to hear that the passion of fire destroys everything, but when it saw fire, it knew that she liked fire, very, very much, so the moth hovered around the fire every day."

"And then? And then there was no then?"

Li Muyang was very helpless, ignored Wan Jiaoqiao, and continued to tell the story he heard, "The moth is by the hearth, listening to the fire telling about his happiness and helplessness; ”

"So they have lovers and end up married?"

"So they communicate from afar every day....... and before you know it, after a long time, the moths find themselves no longer as happy as they used to be."

"Why? Does it like fire?"

"It didn't feel the pain and pleasure of the fire, it didn't want to fly away anymore, so it told the fire: I don't want to be so far from you, I want to be close to you"

"Is this a moth to a fire? They're together?"

"No, you drink your wine and listen to me, and Fire finds himself accustomed to sharing pleasure and pain with the moth, but he still cries out to the moth: No, isn't it nice that we are like this?

"The moth cried out: I want to hug you, I want to be with you forever and never separated, it said, and rushed down, the fire panicked, it was afraid of hurting the moth"

"Why?"

Because it was the only friend it could share with its pleasure and pain, it said "No, I'm going to kill you"

"So the moth died?"

"That's right, the moth died, and as it flew down, it shouted: I just like you, as long as I can be with you, I can do nothing"

"The sound of the moth has not disappeared, the figure has already thrown itself into the fire, the moth and the fire have finally merged, the moth has turned to ashes, and the fire is still burning"

"Hehe, I didn't understand what you're saying"

"You say, how sad should the fire be?"

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