No matter how thoughtful and strategizing Xie Xun is, he has never plotted against Meng Tangan.

What he gave her was the sincerity he pieced together, every inch of his heart.

The moonlight was dim, the stars were unprotected, the room was dim and dark, and the sincerity could not be seen. The woman was pinched by the neck, and when she raised her head, the arc was slender and fragile.

But she wasn't afraid at all, because it didn't hurt at all, and because Xie Xun didn't dare to do anything.

She looked at the emotion in Xie Xun's eyes and didn't understand what he hated.

"Just playing for fun, you won't take it seriously, right?"

"What if I really love you?"

Xie Xun asked this question without warning. Even Meng Tangan was stunned for two seconds: "Stop joking."

She never took it seriously from the beginning, she was just playing around, and she felt Xie Xun should be like this.

How could I just give my sincerity like this?

Just say a few words and get it.

"I said -" He let go of his hand on her neck, kissed the woman's white and greasy neck without leaving any finger marks, and choked out, "I love you."

Meng Tangan looked at him in disbelief. There was shock and surprise in his eyes, but there was no trace of affection!

She had the most affectionate eyes, but she never showed any affection for Xie Xun.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's very annoying!" she said impatiently.

"Really."

Xie Xun’s next sentence confirms these three words.

"I made mistakes in the past, and I didn't dare to admit my love." Such a conceited and arrogant person finally lowered his head, surrendered, and murmured in a low voice, "Tangtang, let's start over, okay?"

"Not good."

Xie Xun's heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Who cares about your dispensable love?" Her eyebrows were curved and affectionate.

Meng Tangan doesn’t need anyone to love her at all.

It's enough to just act on occasion.

Everyone is just playing for fun, why should you be sincere?

She can even accept that she likes Xie Xun, but she can't accept that Xie Xun likes her.

She can't accept anyone liking her.

Really disgusting!

"I just said a few words casually and gave you a little sweetness. It was all a trick to deceive you. If I had known you could get it so easily, I wouldn't have played it."

Xie Xun was pushed away by her, his steps staggered, his shoulder bones stretched to the extreme, standing in the dim light separated by a thin line of moonlight, completely abandoned, without mercy!

Together they crushed pride to pieces.

He raised his eyes and looked at the void without focus, not knowing what he was looking at. He endured the sudden embarrassment and smiled for a long time, as if nothing happened.

"When you tried so hard to lie to me, did you ever love me at all?"

"Never."

She said, never.

"We have been together since the first time we met, and we have been sleeping in the same bed day and night."

Xie Xun talked about the past, his voice was calm, and he couldn't ask for any results. The scenes of getting along day and night echoed in front of his eyes.

In February in the dead of winter, she threw a snowball at him in the courtyard, and smiled mischievously and proudly after succeeding.

Under the melting moonlight, she held on to a lamp and stood outside the courtyard, waiting for him to return home. She would happily throw herself into his arms and call Xun Lang.

In March, she asked him to make the most beautiful swing with his own hands. Xie Xun spent a day making it. She sat on the swing and smiled happily, with a clear voice, and asked him to push it higher.

It turns out.

"I have known each other for a day, and I cannot exchange for your sincerity."

Meng Tang'an saw the shadow of the moonlight sinking into the bottom of the sea in his eyes, which was suffocating. She untied the white hair tie and spread her black hair.

"I've always been like this, you just don't know."

"Miss Meng, your acting skills are superb." In the awkward and dead atmosphere, he took a step back casually and stood completely under the dim perspective. The moonlight could not illuminate his body. No one knew that his eyes were red, and there was something faint about them.

Tears fell into pieces.

"I am ashamed of myself and am willing to be inferior!"

He's gone.

Turn around and leave.

When I walked to the door, my figure swayed and there was a heavy stagnation.

In that second, he was waiting for her to stay.

She didn't.

The room was so quiet that there was no sound.

Xie Xun has been weak in front of Meng Tangan many times, and he really has nothing left.

The room was quiet and felt empty for a long time, as if no one had been there.

Xie Xun walked out step by step. Every time he took a step, he paused and looked up at the moon in the sky. There was no one around. For a long time, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. He barely held on to the wall with his fingers, and he couldn't straighten his waist.
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It seems as if a pair of invisible hands are cruelly playing with the heart, causing mild or severe emotions that are difficult to control, which is called suffocation.

Where no one could see him, he bent his back inch by inch, dripping with cold sweat!

It's all because of one person that it hurts so much that I choke.

It would be better to swallow ten thousand needles.

He was stunned for a long time and said: "Meng Tang'an, it hurts so much..."

The sound rises with the wind, but the wind stops and there is no one.

The arrogant and arrogant Mr. Xie Xiaohou was tempted for the first time and fell in love with a liar who told lies.

Meng Tang'an was the only one left in Zhuyuan. She did not let the outside servants in. She stood in front of the incense table and was quiet for a while before lazily yawning: "I can finally have a good sleep...

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The candles in the room went out and struggled to emit the last light. She closed the windows to block out all the moonlight.

As I was walking past, I accidentally stepped on something. When I looked down, I found that it was a silver spoon used to add incense.

"Why did you drop it on the ground?"

She was stunned and stared down, without picking it up or walking away. She said to herself: "Why are you so careless? Why are you on the ground? Don't you know you shouldn't be here!"

At the end of the question, there was some sharp accusation. She bent down, her fingertips touched the silver spoon little by little, her eyes seemed to be obscured by layers of dark clouds, and she said word by word: "Why don't you die!!"

She suddenly realized it and said guiltily: "I threw you away. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

She looked a little scary, so Qi Lou cautiously called out in confusion: "Meng Tang'an, what did you say?"

"Did I disturb you?" she said, "I'm sorry."

"No, no, what's wrong with you?" He stuttered.

"I'm sorry..." Meng Tang'an picked up the silver spoon and tried to put it back to its original position. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the candle burning.

The moth swooped at the jumping flames again and again. Even if half of its wings were burned off, she did not stop. She looked at it expressionlessly for a long time.

Suddenly he threw the silver spoon to the ground hard, and the moment the silver utensil hit the floor, there was a "bang!" sound.

She was relieved, let out a breath of relief, and laughed suddenly, joyfully and brilliantly.

"Meng Tang'an!" If Qi Lou were human, he would have goosebumps all over his body, "What's wrong with you?!"

Meng Tangan extinguished the candle with her fingers. When the weak flame touched her fingertips, she felt a slight burning sensation. It was not very painful, but the subtle pain that stimulated the senses made people tremble.
Chapter completed!