For a long time, neither of them moved.

He understands her heart and what she wants to know. But, how do you want him to tell her the truth?

She is very good now.

Not remembering is a kind of happiness.

Dwelling on the past is a kind of pain.

In the end, Qu Tan'er pulled back her little hand and left without looking back.

And he sat quietly where he was, not moving even an inch.

Didn't call her out loudly...

Qu Tan'er came to the training ground, but stayed in a training room, occupying the floor.

The sky gradually darkened, and then the moon rose.

She still couldn't concentrate.

A dark atmosphere enveloped the surroundings, and there was a depressing atmosphere.

There were footsteps, and another man appeared.

Mo Yifeng leaned at the door and glanced at the woman who didn't even dump him, "Do you need a drink?"

"It would be nice if I could have a drink."

As a result, after a while, Mo Yifeng brought a jar of wine to him, but as soon as she took a sip, she spit out all the wine, "What the hell is this? So spicy?!" It was so spicy that she burst into tears. For a moment, she didn't remember it.

The emotion just now.

Mo Yifeng smiled lightly, took it and took a sip.

"I didn't expect that you wouldn't even be able to drink when you came back." He said flatly, as if he was familiar with her before.

"I never drink."

"Really? Or so."

"..." She curled her lips and ignored him.

"Who messed with you?"

"Who else in the world can make me become so negative?"

"Liancheng?" He was surprised.

"..." She didn't answer, but gave him a look as if she was a fool.

Do you still need to ask this kind of question?

However, when he thought about it, he remembered that thing again, and he felt depressed, "Once upon a time, I read this sentence: If you want something, let it go. If it comes back to you, let it go.

It's yours forever; if it doesn't come back, it's not yours at all."

"Um?"

"I'm wondering...should I let him go."

"..." He was silent.

"Why aren't you talking?" She glanced at Mo Yifeng.

I have only known this man for a short time, but the more we get along with him, the more familiar I feel.

Mo Yifeng lowered his eyes, took a sip of wine, and suddenly said: "Just you? Let him go. I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until he comes back. You have already found him, right?"

"..." She was stunned for a moment, leaned against the wall suddenly, and smiled helplessly, "You know me quite well."

"Tell me, what do you like about him?"

When Mo Yifeng asked, Qu Tan'er tilted her head, as if she was thinking seriously.

After a long while, she shook her head and said in a low voice: "I still can't answer, and I can't find a reason. I just know that apart from him... I don't care about paying attention to anyone else."

At this time, Mo Yifeng was silent again.

A jar of wine was originally prepared for her, but in the end, he drank most of it.

Qu Tan'er looked at him drinking boredly, and suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.

She stepped outside, and not long after, several more altars were brought to her. She even opened them for Mo Yifeng herself, "Drink, a drink will relieve a thousand worries. Occasionally, a drink is necessary."

Drink, the more you drink the better.

It's better to be drunk.

Mo Yifeng chuckled lightly and took the wine she brought, "Do you feel like it's getting a little weird now?"

"Why is it strange?"

"The one who is sad... seems to be you, not me."
Chapter completed!