Without giving Mo Feijun any room for discussion, he directly poured all his memories into Mo Feijun.
Some things can be learned by oneself without a teacher, and have nothing to do with wisdom and knowledge, such as the union of souls into one.
This was the first time since the soul-splitting accident that Jun Feimo had decided to take charge of his own affairs so decisively, but what he decided this time was... his own demise.
With love as the premise, give all his memories to Mo Feijun to fulfill your feelings.
He knew a long time ago that he likes Sister Yun, likes to see her smile, likes to see her cheerful expression, likes to see her doting on him alone, likes to see her deep pupils.
The light is enchanting.
But he never knew...that feeling was love.
If he hadn't entered Mo Feijun's memory, he might never have understood that he loved Sister Yun.
Perhaps compared to Mo Feijun, he is not smart enough, not skilled enough in martial arts, not domineering enough, not strong enough and invincible enough, not frightened enough by his enemies, not resourceful enough, but his love... is never less than anyone else's.
No one can deny his love because of his weakness.
No one can deprive him of his right to love because of his stupidity.
The moment the sun set in the sky, he saw Sister Yun's face as pale as plain paper, full of weakness, with blood constantly flowing out of the corners of her mouth, and her breath was weak, and his heart suddenly hurt beyond measure, as if all the meridians were being torn apart.
Like severe pain.
He was really worried at that time. He fell into a panic that he had never experienced before. He felt wrapped in dark fear and could not see the way forward. He was at a loss. Only Sister Yun's frail face became the picture.
The only light in a dark world.
That was the first time in his life that he felt so heartbroken, thousands of times more painful than the previous bullying from the two imperial brothers combined.
That was also the first time in his life that he knew what hate was.
In the past, there were only good people and bad people in his world. He stayed close to those he liked and stayed away from those he didn't like. He felt the beauty and purity of the world, forgetting the pain, troubles and sorrows, and never resented anything.
So he never had the chance to know what hate feels like.
But when Sister Yun became sick and disabled, he instantly understood what hatred felt like.
But unfortunately, the person he hated for the first time and the person he hated the most... was himself.
He hated himself for not being able to protect Sister Yun, and hating that he was not strong enough. It was precisely because this hatred that suddenly ran through his soul was so strong that his consciousness did not fall asleep in the dark night for the first time, and he learned about Mo Feijun.
exist.
His love is no less than that of Mo Feijun, but he is still willing to give up his existence and return his daytime glory to Mo Feijun.
The blooming scene of flowers becoming more and more charming, the clear rain of apricot blossoms soaking wet clothes, the idle flowers falling to the ground listening to the silent silence... all of these scenes belong to the day. He has occupied them for so long, and now he should feel at ease.
Give it all back.
Because he knew that Mo Feijun was stronger than him and could better protect Sister Yun from any harm.
There is no one in the world like Mo Feijun, who is worthy of his trust enough to hand over his beloved Sister Yun. As long as the life-threatening pain of Sister Yun today will not happen again, even if he must die, he will