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885 Fantasy 3

"Xiao Xi'er, I, I miss you!"

The voice of infatuation circled in her ears. Zhen Xi's heart began to hurt.

She knew that there was no way she could forget Chen Muyang.

She is like a poison, once it enters her body, there is no way to get it out.

She also knew that even if Chen Muyang got married and married another woman, she would still have this man in her heart.

Just because this is the man she loves most.

"Xiao Xi'er, don't leave!" There was another pleading voice.

Zhen Xi turned her head and without saying a word, got directly into this man's arms. She knew it was a lie. Even if it was a lie, she wanted to keep this moment of tenderness.

Chen Muyang also knew in her heart that this was a fake thing in front of her. Everyone was forged by the illusion. Although it was too real, she still couldn't help but want to reveal her inner thoughts when she saw this person.

However, when he actually grabbed the other person's arm, it was still a bit shocking. He was a little confused, not knowing whether it was true or not.

Especially when the other party got directly into his arms, he was even more shocked. Can this illusion make people so real?

"Chen Muyang, why are there so many lions in front of your house?"

"Perfect, more children, more blessings..." Chen Muyang said these words spontaneously, which also reminded him that Zhen Xi once said such words when he arrived at the door of his house for the first time.

, he also once answered something like this.

"We want to have many children and many blessings..."

Zhen Xi, who was in his arms, trembled slightly when she heard these words. Tears gently filled her eyes. She didn't know whether she cried because of his words or because of something else.

"Xiao Xi'er, don't cry...it's all my fault, it's all my uselessness, I..."

Zhen Xi stretched out her hand and pushed the man in front of her away. When she was gentle enough, she would return to reality. She could not trap herself in this because of an illusion.

"Chen Muyang, it's impossible for us to live forever!" After she said these words fiercely, she turned around and left.

Chen Muyang stared blankly at his leaving figure, then reacted the next second and raised his feet to chase after him.

However, soon he could no longer find that figure.

He looked around the entire street. People were coming and going, but there was no figure he wanted on the street.

"Xiao Xi'er, please come out, I beg you...I, I have a lot to say to you..."

After shouting around, no one was found. Chen Muyang was unwilling to give up and continued to search.

Zhen Xi ran forward, and suddenly the fog in front of her gathered again. She didn't know where she ran. She only knew that she had to run!

However, as she was running, she was grabbed tightly by a big hand, and the other person pulled her into his arms with a force.

"Xiao Xi'er, where are you running?" An evil voice sounded in his ears.

When she heard this voice, Zhen Xi subconsciously wanted to break away.

However, that hand was firmly guarding his wrist, and he couldn't break free despite struggling desperately. Then, a question fell...

Realizing when he raised his foot unceremoniously, he kicked the opponent directly. Then he broke away from the opponent's hand and continued running forward.
Chapter completed!
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