A woman in white clothes lay quietly in the sea of flowers, with her eyes slightly closed. From a distance, she looked like a sleeping elf in the sea of flowers.
There is plenty of spiritual energy, and the fairy spirit is elegant.
The woman with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes when she felt a pair of hot gazes.
He stood up and looked at each other.
Luo Qingyue was slightly surprised, "Why are you here?" [
"Come to see you." Jun Wuxie replied calmly.
Her eyes fell on Luo Qingyue's cheeks. The reddish cheeks added a touch of loneliness. Her watery eyes were slightly reddish, as if they had just been
His eyebrows suddenly knitted together, and Jun Wuxie looked at her with anger flashing in his eyes, "Did you just cry?"
Luo Qingyue slowly stood up and walked slowly towards him. Her tone was like the water of March Lake, calm and waveless, "No."
Just as she passed by him, her arm was suddenly held, and Luo Qingyue paused and raised her eyes.
"Just because you are worried about losing your memory, you torture yourself like this? Put yourself into trouble and trouble like this?" Jun Wuxie's tone was slightly cold. He grabbed her arm without using much strength, but it was like this
The strength made it impossible for Luo Qingyue to break free.
"I didn't!" Luo Qingyue's red lips parted slightly, and she spoke so firmly and urgently, as if she was hiding something.
The man in front of her said exactly what she was thinking and understood her current situation.
But she didn't understand him at all.
"Qingyue, why? Are past memories so important to you? Do you have to rely on memory to maintain your feelings for me?" Jun Wuxie held her tightly, as if she was worried that if he let go,
Luo Qingyue will
It's like leaving him again.
"I said, I didn't!" Luo Qingyue denied. She was not a duplicitous person, but for some reason, facing Jun Wuxie, she exposed all her shortcomings.
Unruly, sinister, cold, alienated, ruthless, arbitrary, all of them, she showed them in front of him without any care.
This kind of dependence and trust that came from the bottom of her heart made her feel strange but cherished it.
"Luo Qingyue," Jun Wuxie shouted coldly, this stupid girl, why is she so sad for some dispensable memories?
I actually cried.
Damn it!
Can tears be shed freely?[
Doesn't she know how distressed he is when he sheds tears?
Luo Qingyue suddenly raised her head to look at him, a wave of grievances suddenly welling up in her heart. Listening to his scolding and his cold words, her nose felt slightly sore, "Why are you talking so loudly?" She couldn't help but
The pitch also becomes higher
Already.
"Qingyue
"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" Luo Qingyue said angrily like a child having a bad temper.
"What if I have to take care of it?" Jun Wuxie stared at her.
"you
"You are my fiancée." Jun Wuxie said very seriously.
Luo Qingyue's heart trembled slightly, "I'm sorry, I don't remember." There was an unspeakable indifference in her voice.
She didn't feel good, she didn't like to mention the past, she didn't even remember it.
This made her extremely distressed.
"It seems that memory is really important to you." Jun Wuxie showed a hint of unexplained bitterness on his lips, looking at her thoughtfully.