Holding Luo Qingyue in his arms, he walked straight to where he lived.
Just when she reached the entrance of the temple, Luo Qingyue's consciousness seemed to have returned to 10%. She tightly grasped the skirt of Luo Longyu's arm and said in a weak and feeble voice, "Brother..."
Luo Longyu was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Qingyue, it's okay, my brother will take you to heal your injuries."
Luo Qingyue was in his arms, shaking her head gently, "Brother, I'm fine."
Luo Longyu's worry did not lessen because of her words, "How can it be okay? Look at you, you are so weak."
"Brother, put me down..."
Unable to defeat Luo Qingyue, Luo Longyu had no choice but to put her down.
Because she was too weak, her posture was not stable when she stood. Luo Longyu quickly supported her.
Looking at everyone, Luo Qingyue shook her head and gradually regained her consciousness, "Brother, I want to stay alone for a while."
"No." Luo Longyu refused.
Luo Qingyue was helpless, and finally Luo Longyu asked the others to leave first, while he accompanied Luo Qingyue.
There were only two brothers and a sister in the hall.
"Qingyue, what's wrong with you? What happened? Why has your body become so weak? You were even breathless just now. My brother was scared to death."
"I'm sorry, brother, for making you worry." Luo Qingyue lowered her head and said weakly, "I didn't know what happened just now. I just felt so depressed and bored. Thinking about those things, I suddenly felt
There was a kind of psychological collapse. At that moment, my brain seemed to be in a mess, the pain was unbearable, and I fainted at some point."
Hearing this, Luo Longyu felt heartbroken. He rubbed her head and said softly, "Silly girl, don't think too much. It won't be good if you hurt your body."
Luo Qingyue bit her lip and suddenly hugged Luo Longyu and lay on his shoulder. There was loneliness and choking in her voice, "Brother, what should I do? I miss him so much. I feel like I'm going crazy."
Reason tells me not to hate Wuxie, nor to hate him, but my emotions are pulling at my soul, making me retreat step by step, away from him. Those relatives who died in vain, those innocent tribesmen, they don’t deserve to die.
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I really...don't know what to do. Along the way, everything Wuxie and I have experienced is shown before my eyes. I really don't want to hate him. Brother, tell me,
What should I do? What should I do?”
Luo Longyu patted her shoulder comfortingly and sighed, feeling extremely complicated for a moment.
If he could persuade Qingyue to let go of her hatred, he would not be able to do it. Those who died were also his tribesmen.
But seeing Qingyue struggling painfully in the abyss of hatred, he was really heartbroken. He felt so distressed that he no longer knew what he should do to alleviate the pain that his sister was suffering.
"What should I do? What should I do?" In such a long time, she has never been so heartbroken, so reluctant to let go, and unable to let go as she is today. Even though she cried, even though she tasted the bitterness of tears, she still couldn't erase the pain in her heart.
suffering.
Yes, she should have disappeared, but she reappeared.
She promised to never see him again, but after meeting him, she was so reluctant to part with him, why bother? It caused pain to both parties, entangled both parties, and made everyone who had a relationship with them suffer and worry.