With one sentence, Huangfu Yi jumped up from the bed, and there was an elusive trace of reluctance in his eyes.
His eyes struggled to stare at Nanshan Wanchi's face, and his eyes began to make Nanshan Wanchi capture the familiar fear.
However, this time, she plucked up the courage, gritted her teeth, nodded and replied: "Yes, I am not from here and should not stay here."
Speaking of this, she paused and was silent for a moment, then looked at Huangfu Yi's complicated face and continued:
"You didn't let me leave because you thought I killed the Queen, didn't you? If that's true, you can avenge the Queen, you can kill me, but if you don't kill me, please let me go back, okay?
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Her heart became more and more uncomfortable when she said this.
She doesn't even know who she is or what she has done.
She couldn't explain the reason for those inexplicable fragments in her mind, and she didn't know if she had ever really known the Queen.
What do those fragments mean?
Why is there the Queen, Huangfu Yi, and so many people who should be strangers to her in her memory?
Huangfu was so choked by her words that he couldn't refute a word.
She was right. If he didn't kill her, what was his purpose of keeping her?
Maybe, he really should let her leave
Only when she leaves will his disturbed heart gradually calm down
"Okay, you will leave tomorrow"
He nodded, stood up and walked to the window, trying to let the cold wind freeze his throbbing heart.
I didn't expect that as soon as I said the words asking her to leave, my heart hurt even more than at the beginning.
An emotion that is difficult to let go of, constantly flooding my heart
The reluctance to let go was so strong that he once again fell into the abyss of struggle.
"Well, thank you"
After thanking her gently, she closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep, no longer looking at the lonely figure in front of the window that made her feel distressed and sad.
Huangfu Yi stood by the window with his hands on the window, gradually being submerged by the cold snowflakes.
But the biting cold left him completely unconscious
The flying white snow wetted his thick eyelashes, and gradually turned into dense water droplets, staining his eyebrows
The eyelashes tremble slightly, entangled with too many thoughts