The Xiu Shengfeng in front of me is the underworld genius back then!!
She, Jiumei Luolan, wanted to assassinate the person back then, but because the assassination failed, that person let her live.
After so many years, we met again like this.
Xiu Shengfeng was the one who let him go? He was the one who defeated himself but let himself go, which made his memory profound!!
The news came too suddenly and too quickly. She thought she would never see that underworld genius again.
"Are you... a gangster genius from a few years ago?" Jiumei Luolan still asked. The gangster ghost was once all the rage for a while. Because no one knew his true identity, his intelligence impressed many leaders in the world.
Called a gangster genius!
"We have known each other for a few months, and you only recognize me now." Xiu Shengfeng's answer did not mean to blame.
This answer undoubtedly tells Jiumei Luolan that he is that person!
"You..." It was determined from Xiu Shengfeng's mouth that Jiumei Luolan's mood was still a little unresolved. As far as she knew, the underworld genius had disappeared, and no one knew his life or death. Today, the man in front of her had let her down several times.
The person whose heart is moved is actually the one who let him go. "Why do you tell me this all of a sudden? Why do you want me to think of you all of a sudden? Why have you kept hiding it for so many months? Answer me!"
Xiu Shengfeng released his hold on Jiumei Luolan's hand. He squatted down and looked at the broken Western sword on the ground. "When I first saw you at Danya Academy, I knew you were the girl who assassinated me a few years ago.
I have been waiting for the opportunity, waiting for you to think of me. You are the person I can never forget after so many years. Lan... You asked me why I want you to think of me now, because I don’t want you to be forgotten again.
The Western sword hurts the soul. My beloved Jiumei Luolan is a person who can make the Western sword have a soul. I don’t want the Western sword to let you kill, but that you wield the Western sword freely! Do you understand??”
Xiu Shengfeng's affectionate words seemed to be confessing or telling. The broken sword wall on the ground reflected his beautiful face, with a hint of desolation. This man had been waiting silently for a woman for many years...
"I don't understand..." Jiumei Luolan lowered her head, she really didn't understand, really didn't understand!!!
Xiu Shengfeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The light in this room was not very good, and the atmosphere at this moment made it even more tense.
"No! You understand! You are not afraid of Western swords, but you are afraid of the past." Xiu Shengfeng's words hit home.
Jiumei Luolan was startled: "Can't I just leave it behind?" With the ups and downs of her mood, the chaos in her mind, Jiumei Luolan's usual calmness seemed to disappear without a trace.
Xiu Shengfeng raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked directly into Jiumei Luolan's beautiful pupils. "Throwing it away does not mean escaping!" He quickly pulled his hand and dragged Jiumei Luolan to the ground. He turned over and leaned over.
On Jiumei Luolan's body, he pressed his hands on Jiumei Luolan's shoulders. "You know? There is no need for you to be afraid of Western swords anymore. There is no need to stay in Long Jue's memory." Xiu Shengfeng lowered his head and raised his lips.
When he reached Jiumei Luolan's ears, his tone was as gentle as a warm breeze.
This ambiguous gesture broke the previous cold deadlock.
‘Bang bang bang~~’ Jiumei Luolan felt her heart suddenly warm and beating very fast. When did her frozen heart actually feel warm?