Chapter 141: Chapter Fourteen Returning to the Realm of Life 10
Ren Qingci cried again
Bunan Xiao watched this scene happen quietly, his heart suddenly falling into an ice cave. As an outsider, why couldn't he see that the love between the two people was as deep as the sea? In fact: "Celadon, leave him here. If he can't recover his memory,
You can start over with him. Even if he recovers, it's none of your business. After all, it was his own choice."
Celadon shook her head: "He confessed to give up because he couldn't remember the past. Instead of regretting and suffering after he regains his memory, it's better to let him let go now. Maybe his true love is waiting for him to come home in Zhonglu. Little brother,
Two hundred years ago, Bright Moon was destroyed because of my selfishness. How can I selfishly destroy another person's life two hundred years later? No, today's Ren Qingci can't do that."
"But what should you do? Have you ever thought about yourself? You can pretend to be a blue dragon for a while, but can you pretend to be a blue dragon for a lifetime? When the master discovers that you are not the real green dragon, Bai Shiqing left safely, and you may die without a burial.
place!"
"It can be hidden for a while. I can't think about that much anymore. Besides, the young master is still here, so don't worry."
Bu Nanxiao frowned: "Master... this is what worries me the most. I know Xiu Jiyin. He will never be unconditionally merciful. Why would he help you, even to the point of betraying his master?"
Ren Qingci smiled: "Maybe you misunderstood him. The young master may not be as cold-blooded as you think. Regardless of whether he really has good intentions towards me, at least I can be sure of one thing - he will never hurt Jiao Yue.
He will do whatever is good for her, including cooperating with me."
"Okay, even if this is the case, the master has always been kind to the young master. If something happens in the future, the young master can escape unscathed, but what about you? What should you do?"
Ren Celadon tucked the quilt for the Witch King, with a nonchalant smile on his face: "What I have to worry about is just a life that has been saved. Without me, the sun will still shine brightly, the flowers will still be fragrant, and no one will feel like the world is spinning.
There will be no one who thinks they can't survive." She laughed dryly, turned around and lit up the oil lamp on the table, her smile dimmed instantly, "After all, I don't exist in anyone's world, no one cares."
Seeing her forced smile, Bu Nanxiao felt his throat tighten, and the words slipped out of his throat inadvertently: "I will" is not a whim, nor is it sympathy, it is a feeling that has been persisted for more than two hundred years. Don't you just care?
So simple, "You are not my sunshine, nor my flowers, you are my whole world"