"I tell you this story to let you understand that there are a lot of helplessness and regrets in life. Some things are unavoidable, but there are also many things that are caused by one's own mistakes," Murong Xiaotian saw Mingxin Moved by the story he told, he lost no time in saying: "There are many things in this world. Once lost, they are lost forever. Even if you are not careful, it will cause lifelong regrets. I can see that Kuangzhan is I am sincerely to you. I don’t want you to lose this opportunity, and I don’t want you to regret it for the rest of your life. Giving him a chance is also giving yourself a chance. Why do two people who love each other torture each other? They must know how to cherish, and It’s not about giving up. You think that you reject him for his own good, but think about it on the other hand, can he be better off and happy if you do this and fight like crazy?”
"Brother," Mingxin threw herself into Murong Xiaotian's arms and burst into tears, finally releasing the suppressed emotions in her heart.
Murong Xiaotian gently held Ming Xin's hair, let out a sigh of relief, and showed a smile on his face. He knew that at this moment, Ming Xin's knot in her heart was finally untied.
"Then I'll ask that silly boy to come in," Murong Xiaotian gently patted Mingxin's shoulder and said softly.
"Yes," Mingxin sat up straight, left Murong Xiaotian's arms, and nodded lightly.
"This is a happy thing. Look at you, your face is covered in tears," Murong Xiaotian smiled, stretched out his hands, gently wiped away Mingxin's tears, then stood up and walked out of the house...
"Silly boy, aren't you tired?" Murong Xiaotian walked over to Kuezhan who was still standing in front of the window, staring at the window, and said with a smile: "I think you should go back. It's very late. Besides, I Sister, she won’t see you,”
"Brother Tian, I won't leave," Kuangzhan glanced at Murong Xiaotian and said firmly: "I have rented a house nearby. As long as I am not on a mission or online, I will stand here and wait. Wait until she accepts me,"
"Well," Murong Xiaotian nodded approvingly, then waved his hand: "In that case, then follow me," and then turned around and left.
"Yi, why don't you move?" Murong Xiaotian just took two steps and stopped again when he saw that Kuang Zhan didn't follow.
"Brother Tian, I won't go with you. I'm right here and I won't go there," Kuang Zhan shook his head firmly.
"If that's the case, then I won't stop you," Murong Xiaotian smiled, pointed at the door of Jingyi's house, and then sighed in a funny way: "I originally asked you to come in for my sister, but since you If you don't want to go in, forget it. I'll tell my sister right now that you don't want to come in." After Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, he ignored the mad fight and turned around to walk towards the door of Jingyi's house.
"Oh Brother Tian, you are kidding me, haha, thank you, Brother Tian, thank you, Brother Tian," Kuizhan was overjoyed and quickly followed up with three steps and then two...
Since Ming Xin's explanation has been solved, the atmosphere in Jingyi's house immediately became lively. However, Murong Xiaotian found an excuse to leave early. The more lively it was, the more lonely he felt in his heart. strong.
Walking alone on the street, it was already very late. Ming Xin and the others were probably in "Destiny", but Murong Xiaotian felt tired, as if he was just like those two days after he was released from prison. , wandering aimlessly, the lonely and helpless eyes of his younger brothers and sisters ravaged his soul mercilessly, and the inexplicable worry for Bai Yun from the bottom of his heart made his heart unable to calm down...
Even if there was no agreement in the previous life
In this life we have all been waiting foolishly
Is it fate that the vast sea of people come together?
Why not put the past in the dust
Just to meet that look
Open the door to each other's hearts
The wind and rain have passed through thousands of mountains and rivers, and it still remains true.
Just because you accompany me on this journey
How many journeys, how many people I care about
How much love will touch this body...
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"Can you really ignore the past?" Hearing the elegant melody coming from the brother's hall on the roadside, Murong Xiaotian sighed and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. His love for his younger brothers and sisters, and his love for Baiyun, It kept tugging at his heart, causing this tough man to shed tears.
Murong Xiaotian shook his head, sorted out his chaotic thoughts, and took big steps towards his residence. Only "Destiny" can make him strong. Only "Destiny" can make him feel right in his heart. The pain of the past has become dull.
There was a sound of "Roll," and at this moment, a super luxurious Ferrari car suddenly swerved and stopped in front of Murong Xiaotian, blocking Murong Xiaotian who was walking home.
Then, two burly men got out of the car, followed by a man in his fifties. After the three got off the car, they walked straight towards Murong Xiaotian.
Murong Xiaotian clenched his hands slightly and stared at those people warily. He had been in society for a day or two before. From the moment the luxury car stopped in front of him, he already knew that the people in the car were... It's for myself.
"You must be Mr. Murong Xiaotian," said the two big men. The man in his fifties walked up to Murong Xiaotian and nodded towards him with a smile.
"It's just me. Why are you looking for me?" Although there was no malice in the other party's words, Murong Xiaotian still did not dare to be careless.
"Please come with us, there is someone who wants to see you," the man said with a smile.
"You want to see me," Murong Xiaotian said disdainfully, "Then just let him come to see me," there was no room for negotiation in his tone.
"Don't worry, we don't have any ill intentions. My master just wants to talk to you." The man still had a smile on his face and his attitude was very polite.
"I think it's better to waive it. I don't know you and I don't seem to have anything to talk about," Murong Xiaotian still shook his head and refused, but his tone was also much more polite.
"You really don't want to go,"
"If I don't go, there's no need."
"Hey, I'm really sorry for that girl Baiyun," the man sighed softly, no longer persisted, turned around and left, but for a moment when Baiyun was mentioned, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.
"Wait, what did you say, Baiyun," Murong Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, then straightened his face, waved his hand and chased after him, and at the same time uttered two simple words: "I'll go,"
The matter involves Bai Yun, so there is no reason why he should not go. Even if he goes up the mountain of knives or into the sea of fire, he, Murong Xiaotian, will not hesitate. But at the same time, the worry about Bai Yun that he has always felt in his heart has become stronger.
The car was in a hurry all the way, and Murong Xiaotian's heart could not calm down. For some reason, he always had an uneasy feeling in his heart towards Baiyun. He couldn't explain why, it was just an intuition, and Now, this feeling made him increasingly uneasy.
The car drove to the entrance of a coffee shop and stopped. This was beyond Murong Xiaotian's expectation. He thought that such a luxurious car and such a pomp would always take him to a luxurious villa.
"Mr. Murong Xiaotian, you can go in by yourself. Our boss will be waiting for you inside." After getting off the car, the man nodded to Murong Xiaotian, smiled slightly, and pointed at the door of the coffee shop.
Murong Xiaotian did not speak, but nodded politely to the three of them, walked towards the coffee shop, opened the door and was stunned again. The light inside was very dark, and the hazy light gave people a feeling of illusion and reality. There seemed to be no one in sight, and only the soft music playing in the cafe gave it a hint of the atmosphere of the cafe.
"Young man, please come here," a low and charming voice came from a corner.
Murong Xiaotian heard the sound and walked over. Only then did he realize that in the entire coffee shop, except for a man sitting where the sound came from, there was no one else. It seemed that this man was not the owner of this coffee shop, so The entire cafe is taken over.
It wasn't until I sat across from the man that I saw his face clearly. It was a very charming and attractive face. Although he looked about fifty years old, he still looked very handsome and had a pair of special eyes. The depth of his eyes seems to have seen through too many vicissitudes of the world, and at the same time, there is also a trace of sadness in those eyes.
He was the only one sitting here in the entire cafe, with his brows slightly furrowed. His eyes and temperament made Murong Xiaotian feel very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"Young man, do you want something to drink?" When Murong Xiaotian sat down, the eyes on the opposite side also looked at Murong Xiaotian, and his voice was still so low.
"If possible, let's have a glass of ice water," Murong Xiaotian said lightly. What he needs now is to calm down, and then calm down. A glass of ice water can clear his mind and sort out his chaotic thoughts.
The deep man didn't say anything, he just pressed a button on the wall behind the chair, and someone walked out of the room behind the coffee shop bar.
"Go get this young man a jug of ice water and add ice cubes." Before the person came over, the deep man waved his hand, as if he could see through Murong Xiaotian's mind and knew that a glass of ice water Not enough for him to drink.
The man didn't say a word. He nodded respectfully towards the deep man, turned around and left immediately. Then, the scene immediately became quiet. The deep man didn't speak. Murong Xiaotian didn't speak either, just looked at him quietly. Looking at each other, it seems that they are waiting for something.
"Sir, your water." After a while, a bottle of ice water was placed in front of Murong Xiaotian. The man picked up the cup and started to pour water for Murong Xiaotian.
"I'll do it myself," Murong Xiaotian waved his hand.
The man stopped and looked at the deep man. The deep man did not speak, but waved his hand lightly, and the man left respectfully.
After Murong Xiaotian waited for the man to disappear into the room behind the coffee bar, he grabbed the cup, poured a glass of ice water, and drank it in one gulp. A cold current sobered up his chaotic mind. Murong Xiaotian drank two consecutive drinks. Then he put down the cup, looked at the deep man, and said calmly: "Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
