He looked up at me and said softly: "Light."

“…”

"We are not young anymore. Forget your past, I will change my temper, let's be together."

“…”

For a moment, I was frozen there.

His lips were not more bloody than mine, as if it was covered with a thin layer of frost. After saying that, he gently pursed it. He didn't say anything anymore, but I listened to his voice, and those words echoed in my ears at the same time.

Let's be together!

Let's be together.

Let's be together...

I felt the burden of my heart at this moment, and the sound of blood flowing almost overwhelming everything around me. At this time, he slowly stretched out his hand and picked me up and clenched it into a fist. But at this moment, his hands that had lost consciousness were thin, almost spasm-like fingers against the backdrop of his dark skin, pale and almost transparent, like carved from ice and snow.

He gently stroked my fingertips with his rough palms, making me feel a little warm, and then I feel the temperature in his palms is hot and a little sweaty.

It seemed that in his heart, there was also tension and anxiety as if he was waiting for a verdict.

He finally pinched my fingertips and said softly: "I don't want to see you alone again."

“…”

"I'll take care of you, okay?"

“…”

I didn't answer.

I prepared my anger and sarcasm, my sharpest tone and sharpest words... I prepared too much.

But I did not prepare the answer to this question.

Even half of my life has passed and I have never thought that someone would ask me this question.

But now he said, are you going to take care of me?

I suddenly laughed.

Once upon a time, there seemed to be someone who had been waiting for others to ask her this question, waiting for others to treat her with a gentle tone, but also with a gentle attitude and a gentle hug.

However, she seemed to have just waited for those gentle promises.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at him. It was obviously a person close at hand, but in just a blink of an eye, it became blurred. My vision was twisted by the hot liquid that suddenly surged up, and even his appearance was distorted. Only those bright eyes stared at me without blinking, as if they were still waiting for an answer intently.

I listened to his breathing, heavier and heavier.

Then, a tear fell from the corner of my eyes.

As soon as he saw my tears, he immediately panicked: "Light."

I reached out and wiped my tears, but I raised my hand and gently opened it. I looked at him and asked calmly: "When did it start?"

“…”

"When did you start lying to me?"

His hands froze in the air, he was silent for a moment, and slowly put them down.

I heard his breath sink for a moment, and then said, "Since you tell me, you can escape the teacher's punishment by pretending to know nothing."

“…!”

I was in a daze and then remembered.

When he was burning Jixian Hall and watching the sky-sky flames burning, he said that Fu Badai would crippled him this time, and at that time, I told him how I escaped Fu Badai's criticism.

If he pretends not to know or pretends to be innocent, he will not be able to do it.

At that time, when he heard my words, his expression seemed a little complicated. It turned out that from that time on, he had already made up his mind to pretend to be amnesia and to lie to me.

Since I want to lie to me, how can I not deceive the people around me?

So, he told this terrible lie. He burned his face and pretended to be knocked unconscious by the pillar. He naturally lost that memory. Even if Fu Badai said almost cursed words like "I must die well", he could not do anything to him. Pei Yuanhao - Pei Yuanhao - also wanted to use him to regain Yangzhou and even use him to hold Pei Yuanzhen. How could he do what he would do to him?

So, he deceived everyone and went from Beijing to Jiangnan.

Then, at Wangjiangting, he began to lie to me.

I looked at his mask that covered too many expressions and said slowly: "It's easy for you to deceive others. No one knows you, but you lied to me - how did you deceive me?"

His throat choked slightly, and then he said, "Telling a lie to deceive others, you must first deceive yourself."

“…”

"To make others believe, you must first believe yourself."

“…”

"I convinced myself that I've lost my memory."

“…”

I raised my eyebrows slightly.

Yes, the most perfect lie, will it be that soon even the liar himself believe?

Therefore, on the Wangjiang Pavilion, the cold eyes, strange words, and hostile attitudes, were all the things that a person who came from afar and went deep into the enemy's territory should have. Even in February Red, his murmuring, his conflicts and doubts, were all the things that a person who had no idea about the past should have.

He lied to himself and me!

But, but-

I can clearly see it!

When he wrote a merciless poem for me, he was consciously or unintentionally, but naturally refusing it. Although he was very ordinary in literature and could not have become a poem in such a short time, he almost completed the merciless poem at my request. And I sent the merciless poem to cancel my household registration. In my identity and my status in Jinling at that time, the official who managed the household registration in Yangzhou should report it immediately, but there was no movement in Yangzhou Prefecture.

All of this was born naturally.

Just like the night Pei Yuanxiu and I got married, the fireworks that lit up the entire Yangzhou City appeared naturally.

I have no doubts.

I should obviously suspect that he has never been a person who is very fond of merit and works on superficial work, so how could he set off fireworks on days like the Cold Food Festival?

But, I trust him too much.

He knew that he was no longer the fisherman in Jixiang Village with pure eyes and simple minds, and he knew that he was no longer a student who had been broken by Fu Badai in Jixian Hall and dared not disobey him, but I just didn't know how to doubt him.

I never thought of doubting the person who deceived me the most!

And he—

It was natural that I followed me as a liar, went to Longnan, Wuwei, and went to sea...

When he was in Wuwei, he even looked angry and asked me what I had been born back then.

Even on the island, when it was almost dead, he never gave me a truth. If we really stayed on that island like this, one day we starved to death and thirsty, would his identity be limited to a person who "has a pearl of brilliance and no ambition"?

Then...and then, he married Pei Yuanzhen.

In that bloody bridal chamber, he held the silver lock tightly with one hand and carried all his sins on his shoulders.

What if that time, he was really dead?

Is that all, me and him?

"Liu Qinghan," I looked at him with a smile, tears falling down: "You are cruel enough!"

He trembled slightly and hugged me tightly.

"sorry."

“…”

"sorry."

I originally wanted to laugh, laugh at me for not knowing what I mean for half of my life, and laugh at him for not knowing what to ask for in the past half of my life, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I heard my own sob sound, and tears flowed out uncontrollably. After a long time, my temples had wet, and even wet the half mask that he was close to my cheek, the cold mask, was dyed with the warmth of tears at this time.

"sorry."

“…haha, hahahaha!”

I finally laughed, but no matter how I heard that laughter, it was a woman crying sadly. No matter how I heard it, it was accusation of wandering all my grievances and reluctance, all my grievances and reluctances, inexplicable and unexplained, were all in such laughter, saying to him one by one!

He hugged me up and pressed it into his arms with his arms. His arms were as iron as if he wanted to melt my whole body into his arms, but he couldn't say a word, and he didn't even know what to use this hug to explain. I just listened to him repeating the three words, as if he wanted to engrave them into his heart bit by bit.

"sorry."

"sorry."

"sorry."

...

At this moment, I almost shed tears of my life. His shoulders were completely wet with my tears, but from beginning to end, he did not let me go, and he tried harder than when he hugged me in the river of boundaries. Even when I began to struggle, punching him one by one, he did not shake his hug at all.

I finally cried and asked the words I had asked myself how many times-
Chapter completed!