He still remembered that when Little Rabbit died, her always calm face suddenly lost all color. Her pale and frightened look was unbearable to look at, and the words she hid alone and cried and murmured made his heart break.
Broken!
She said she regretted it, she shouldn't have given it to Linglong, she said she was wrong, she was the one who killed Xiaotu...
That night, she held him and cried for a long time. Her clear eyes turned red. Even her pink face was stained with tears that had no time to dry. The unique cold fragrance on her body also lingered for a long time.
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He also remembered comforting her and saying: "It's not your fault, I don't blame you..." At that time, he also wanted to tell her: All this is his fault, it's all his fault. If he hadn't brought the little rabbit back,
Then she doesn't have to give up her love for Linglong... But he didn't say the last words!
Yun Mo walked to the door of the room with Junyan coldly, and the two little maids guarding him lowered their heads and called in unison: "Young Master!"
"Get out!" Yun Mo said coldly, without even looking at the two of them, he raised his slender hand and prepared to push open the door that separated him from Qingcheng.
"Young Master..." One of the maids had the courage to call him out, trying to stop him from entering, but when faced with the cold gaze he cast, she lowered her head in fear and was too frightened to say anything.
Moreover.
Yun Mo's expression at this time was something that no one in the whole family had ever seen before. His indifference was filled with anger that was about to explode, making anyone who took a second look at him feel like they were in the middle of winter.
Yun Mo remained silent and stopped entangled with them. He opened the door and walked into the room alone. The room was dark with the windows closed, but he still saw her at the first sight!
Yun Mo stood on the spot, his tall and slender figure as long as Yuxin's, but she hadn't seen him for a few days. She could see the fatigue and sadness in his figure, and the same was true for her... too!
If the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old.
The vicissitudes of life are just for you!
He came anyway, as if she knew!
Qingcheng looked sideways at him. After a while, the corners of her mouth curved slightly and she smiled!
"Qingcheng..." The voice that came out was hoarse than he had expected. It turned out that he was not strong enough, and he was not free and easy enough in front of her!