Ling Wu smiled lightly and said calmly: "The answer is still the same now."
Her answer made Nangong Xuan frown slightly again, and he stopped and looked sideways at Ling Wu: "But isn't there no Ouyang Xi anymore?"
The name that came out of Nangong Xuan's mouth made Ling Wu's heart sting a little.
For two months, she has not thought about this person. Sometimes in the dead of night, Ouyang Xi will pop up in her mind unconsciously. She will practice Qigong to keep herself busy and prevent herself from thinking about those things that are already her.
past things
Busyness can make people temporarily forget many things
She originally thought everything was over, but when she heard the name, her heart still ached a little.
To her, Ouyang Xi's betrayal was a wound in her heart. Although she couldn't feel the pain unless she touched it, once she touched it gently, the wound would open.
Ling Fei's serious injuries have healed, but the wounds in her heart are still the same.
Ling Wu's heart is like a fruit with a hard shell. It's hard for those outside the hard shell to get in, but for those who have sneaked in quietly, even if Ling Wu doesn't want him, it's hard to let him go.
Once she identifies it, that's the one
Just like Ling Fei, Ling Wu recognized her as a friend, even in life and death.
Ling Wu sighed secretly in her heart, but there was a faint smile on her face: "It is true that he is gone now."
Nangong Xuan's eyes lit up, and he reached out to hold Ling Wu's hand: "Then I..."
Ling Wu looked down at Nangong Xuan's hand holding her palm, and shook her head slightly.
After seeing Ling Wu shaking her head, Nangong Xuan swallowed his throat and asked persistently: "Why?"
"Just because from now on, I never want to have anything to do with the royal family."
Ling Wu slowly but resolutely took her hand out of Nangong Xuan's palm, raised her eyes and smiled at him: "A lot of things actually have no reason. All I can give you is this reason."