The Holy Lord told him: "Mo Lian, you will not have a family."
Why not? If there is nothing, why did he come to this world?
"Cough cough cough..." Mo Lian suddenly coughed and spit out a mouthful of crushed ice mixed with blood in his throat. He tried to open his eyes. His eyelashes were stuck together due to the ice and snow. He opened his eyes and it hurt so much that he was torn.
My eyes are wet.
However, I still tried to open my eyes.
Her crying face was reflected in the dark eyes, and the tears that rolled down dropped on his face, which was shockingly hot.
Mo Lian stared at her blankly, letting her hold her face, lowering her head, pressing it against his cheek, and cried loudly.
After a long while, Mo Lian raised her stiff hands, hugged her gently, and said hoarsely: "Don't cry."
Her tears are astringent, which must be bad. Why is she so sad? Is it because of him?
Does she finally care about him?
Huang Beiyue sniffed and raised her head, tried her best to wipe away the tears in her eyes, and whispered: "I'm not crying. I'm happy to see you wake up."
Why are you crying when you are happy? He doesn’t understand...
Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Huang Beiyue smiled and said, "You will only be like this if you are too happy."
Mo Lian raised her hand and wiped her eyes, organized her sentences, and then said: "Meng Qitian told me a story. Far away, a poor man married a shepherdess. When the shepherdess cried, her tears would flow.
It will be turned into jewelry, and the man will become extremely rich and live happily in a luxurious house with the shepherdess."
Huang Beiyue burst into laughter because she never expected that a person like Meng Qitian was not only proficient in everything, but also told such stories to deceive children.
Only Mo Lian would believe such a beautiful fairy tale.
"If I were that person, I would rather live in poverty than let the shepherdess cry." Mo Lian tried her best to wipe away her tears, "I love her and will never let her shed a tear."
The tears that he finally wiped away fell again, this stubborn fool...
Seeing her crying again, Mo Lian panicked and hurriedly sat up, holding her face, feeling annoyed that she was not an omnipotent god and could not drive away the tears from her body.
Huang Beiyue took a deep breath and tried to hold back the tears. She actually didn't like crying. She had never cried a few times in her entire life. How could she be so sad if she hadn't seen him lying here coldly this time?
?
Mo Lian is very innocent. He is incompatible with this bloodthirsty era and is her best friend.
Since Ying Ye's death, he has slowly lost everything, including Feng Lianyi, Yunli, Nightmare, and Luoluo whose memory has been sealed.
She thought that if she couldn't even protect Mo Lian, would it be meaningful to do anything in the future?
The more you try to protect something, the easier it is to lose it.
She tried her best to wipe away her tears, raised a smile and said: "Let's leave here first, you..."
When he lowered his head and took a look, his cheeks suddenly turned red. He quickly moved his eyes away. He was so anxious just now that he didn't even pay attention. Mo Lian was lying here without any clothes on...
This eye blessing, tsk tsk...
Mo Lian didn't know why, but saw that her cheeks were suddenly very red, so she quickly reached out to touch her forehead and asked with concern: "Are you sick?"
