313. Breaking the Killing Bureau: Joining Forces【3】
"I know." Hua Xiangrong's eyes dimmed and she put away her usual playful smile: "I'm just a little scared..."
"What are you afraid of?" Mu Jieyu was confused.
Taking a deep breath, Hua Xiangrong said softly: "I'm afraid that one day he will get tired and can't hold it anymore and let him go. In fact, he has a noble status and could have countless beauties. Those women
I will never learn how to be gentle and considerate. I don’t like music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I don’t like poems and songs. I am just a wild horse running wild. I only like to gallop on the endless wilderness. I
Just laugh if you want
I laugh wildly, I cry when I want to, I don’t want any etiquette restrictions, I don’t want any ladylike demeanor, I just want to be myself, a wild girl, like a little bird, I can fly wherever I want,
When you are tired, just take a rest from anywhere, then fly again, fly over the vast snow-capped mountains, fly over the vast sea, fly over the boundless green fields, fly over the vast sky, and achieve true freedom instead of looking carefree..."
Mu Jieyu looked up at Hua Xiangrong, who suddenly stood up, jumped onto the fence, spread her arms, and stood facing the wind, looking up at the deep sky. The smile on her face was so bright, and the longing in her eyes was so deep, as if she was filled with hatred.
We can't just spread our wings and fly away with the wind right now...
Hua Xiangrong has always been a stunning beauty, but Mu Jieyu felt that she was extraordinarily beautiful at this moment. That kind of beauty was no longer modified, but was real from the bones.
Just like she is wearing a light purple skirt at the moment, with a narrow waist, tight sleeves, and no trace of embroidery or decoration. The skirt only reaches her ankles, revealing her snow-white boots, and her long hair is tied high with purple
The headband is tied up, except for a few on the headband
Apart from the small bell as big as a thumb, there was only a piece of white jade with a teardrop the size of a fingernail hanging on her forehead. This piece of jade was given to her by Xuanyuan Zhiyue. Ever since Hua Xiangrong met Xuanyuan Zhiyue, she had been carrying it with her and became a famous figure in the world.
Mark of the Witch Flower Fairy.
The snow-white porcelain face has always been pure and clean, the crescent-shaped willow eyebrows are naturally well-cut, the straight nose is delicate and heroic, and the soft-lined lips are truly red without any spots, and the pair of them seem to be cut from their own skin.
Penglai Xiandao's eyes contain the aura of heaven and earth, making people fall in love with them at a glance.
"Xiangrong, there is no happiness in this world that can be obtained without hard work." Mu Jieyu reached out and grabbed Hua Xiangrong's little hand, looking straight at her, "You are afraid because Xuanyuan Zhiyue came to you.
Words are too important, but the more it is like this, the more you have to face the difficulties. If he is still struggling, how can you
Can you give up easily? In fact, you know many truths better than me. It’s just that the deeper you love him, the heavier your fear becomes. Ask your heart, how scared you are now, it proves that you
How much you love him, you can't let him go, and you want a brighter future, so you think you're being greedy, right?"
"Xiao Yu'er, I'm actually selfish." Hua Xiangrong threw herself into Mu Jieyu's arms and hugged her tightly, "I know I can't survive in that place, even if I try hard, so I'm afraid of him
Knowing my incompetence, I was afraid that he would become mentally and physically exhausted and disgusted with me, so I wanted to take him away from the place where I would never be able to stand in front of him with my head held high, but that was the place where he grew up.