From a distance, under the willow shadow, Mu Yuntian watched quietly as Bai Yuyueque knelt on the ground and cried hoarsely.
This was the first time he saw Bai Yuyue crying like this, as if he was trying to use up all his strength.
He swallowed hard and stared slowly.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, which was filled with stars.
She regrets, she hates, she grieves, she blames herself. She has always dealt with all inhuman torture with a strong and indifferent attitude, never letting people see any weakness in her, and never talking about the pain in her heart.
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How did she spend these days?
Why can't I see the sadness hidden in her eyes?
Can the bright moon and clear breeze really illuminate the earth?
The incident of Bai Yuyue paying homage to the deceased did not spread.
Normally, people would not come to the backyard, and Mu Yunshuang would not come either. Bai Yuyueque had a lot of time to put away the river lanterns.
Mu Yuntian came over silently to "inspect" and watched Bai Yuyue quietly clean.
Her eyes were still a little red and swollen, obviously the result of crying last night.
The breeze blew by, and her hair was flying in the wind, and her clothes were flying, but her face showed no expression at all, as calm as a statue.
Yes, usually, the Bai Yu Yueque he saw had such an expressionless face.
There is a lot of mist in the black eyes. He doesn't say a word, ignores anyone, makes troubles and sarcasm in any form.
But who knew that her thin body actually contained so much energy.
I am filled with sorrow, suffering, and hatred.
If there was a platform for her to vent all her inner emotions, what would it be like?