At least, this way, Rakshasa would have time to recover from his injuries, and she would also have time to investigate everything.
Rakshasa speaks with his fists, and he believes in absolute power.
And she doesn't have the most powerful fist, so she can only go with the flow.
The fingertips traced across Donggua's body one stroke at a time. Donggua knew what Yaoguang was thinking and couldn't help but clench her teeth: "You idiot, idiot."
Why don't you talk to Rakshasa? He must have completely misunderstood you because he was so angry that day.
Fluct light, as deep as the love is, so is the hate.
Your actions and thoughts are not wrong, but you have hurt Rakshasa. If you miss such a person, where will you go to find him back in the future?
Winter Melon didn't want to see Rakshasa at first, but later it saw Rakshasa's actions. That person was not a good person, but he was very kind to Fluttering Light.
Whoever you hurt, don't hurt him.
Yaoguang is still young and has not experienced much.
But it has seen too many changes in the world. Sometimes some people do think about each other, but the result that the other party doesn't know is that the two of them are getting farther and farther apart.
Love is a very precious thing.
It is sometimes unbreakable.
Sometimes, it is like a porcelain bottle that cannot withstand being accidentally knocked.
"I hope he believes me." Yaoguang did not write this sentence silently, but said it in a low, almost inaudible voice.
She hoped that Rakshasa would believe her and trust her.
I believe she won't kill him because of her parents.
I won't attack him just because of that Miss Star Queen.
She, Beiming Yaoguang, is not such a person, no.
"Yaoguang, trust is a very mysterious thing. You want others to trust you, and others want you to trust them. Whole-hearted trust is based on mutual honesty. Without honesty, just trust, which is impossible.
"Wang Gua looked at Fluctuating Light and said seriously for the first time.
There is no such thing as trust without reason.
There is no lasting trust.
Some are just understandings established through mutual honesty.
When Yaoguang first heard Winter Melon talking to her so earnestly, he picked up Winter Melon and gently rubbed it on his face.
She didn't know this, but time was so tight that day and everything happened so fast. How could she tell Rakshasa and deliver the news?
but……
"I won't miss it." However, she won't miss it. She will never miss Rakshasa.