He suddenly jumped down and landed safely in front of her. He looked at her condescendingly and said, "You seem to have forgotten one thing."
Chu Mengni raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"
He frowned and his tone was a bit mocking: "You are a mortal. It has only been a few days, but you don't seem to remember that you are just a mortal."
Chu Mengni stood up, but she was still a long way from Changqin's height, so she could only talk to him with her head raised.
"I was not a mortal. I was like you. I had magic power, could live forever, could move freely between heaven and earth, and could live a free life. However, for love, I gave up everything." She said, suddenly
Feeling sad, I suddenly turned my back on him, my vision blurred by tears.
"What is love?" could make a succubus give up everything. He wanted to know what love she was talking about and what kind of persistence it was.
She suddenly smiled sweetly, with laughter in her tears, revealing a pitiful tenderness. She slowly answered his question: "What is true love, maybe I don't know. Some people say: true love begins at the age of sixteen."
If you miss the blooming season of the year, you will never see it again; some people say: True love comes by chance. Only when you meet the right person at the right time can you have love."
He stared blankly at her as she spoke, her eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly flapping its wings, and her bright eyes full of sweet springs. She spoke very seriously, and he listened very carefully.
"Some people say that love is like water, gentle and bright; some people say that love is like wine, the longer it gets, the mellower it becomes; some people say that love is like the wind, it comes and goes without a trace; maybe love is a debt owed in the previous life, which is never mentioned.
Not because of forgetting, but because of remembering!”
"Is it worth it?" He looked at her with pity. She obviously wanted to cry, but she didn't cry, which made others uncomfortable. The softest corner in his heart was suddenly touched, and he felt heartbroken again. Why?
Will he be heartbroken when he sees her like this?
Did he really have a past with her?
Otherwise, why would he feel heartache for a rebellious woman?
He was a little confused and a little at a loss.
If he really had a past with her, why didn't he remember it at all?
"There is no worthiness or unworthiness, only love or dislike." She pushed back the tears in her eyes and showed a strong smile.
"Until now, don't you regret it?" It was difficult for him to understand her view on love, but he suddenly wanted to know more about her.
"If I want to say regret, I regret giving up on him. We missed each other so much. No matter what, I will never give up on him again." She raised her head and looked into his bright eyes, hers
Does he understand his thoughts?
Changqin was addicted to her eyes for a moment, but soon he came back to his senses and turned his back to her, but his heart was pounding.
What was wrong with him? Why did he think that the person she loved was him? He could just take it for granted and watch her **** for love.
His eyes held that familiar tenderness that he had not seen for a long time.
She had no intention of letting him go, and continued: "Changqin, with love and faith, there are no difficulties that cannot be overcome. We have all regretted it before, and we should cherish each other more."
Changqin suddenly turned around and smiled at her: "I like to listen to other people's stories. Your stories are very beautiful."
