The child giggled: "Momo, do you want to convince me or convince yourself?! Is it a reason for forgetting? Can you be forgiven for hurting you in the name of forgetting? Momo, do you really think so? Listen, your heart is crying... crying so loudly... can't you hear it?"

Ning Xuemo took a deep breath, suppressed the mood that was about to churn again, and said coldly: "Get out!"

The child laughed like a little angel: "Momo, do you still remember how Shen Jiuli treated you tenderly when Luo Yinya was ten years ago? He kissed you gently, told you, wait for him to come back... What are you now? You have been waiting for ten years, what have you been waiting for?"

Ning Xuemo's hands were trembling slightly, and her heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a big hand, and she had difficulty breathing.?

The voice was full of temptation and innocence: "Momo, this world is too tired... This emotion is too tired... Give up... Let me help you? Become a demon... If you become a demon, you won't be so tired..."

Ning Xuemo closed her eyes and felt tiredness crawling all over her body.

Not only the body, but also the heart.

She is really tired.

Will you really not be tired if you become a demon?

This thought passed through Ning Xuemo's mind, and she was suddenly shocked and suddenly shot this thought out of her mind.

No! She must not become a demon!

A sigh rang in his ears, and the childish voice seemed to have a hint of pity: "Momo, why do you have to do this... Who are you sticking to for? Are you for God Jiuli? You are so stupid..."

Ning Xuemo tried hard to prevent herself from listening to her words, but the voice rang out like a devil: "Momo, can we make a bet? When will the god of gambling Jiuli untie your acupoints..."

Ning Xuemo said coldly: "No gambling, no matter whether you win or lose, it will be no good for me."

The voice giggled, with a hint of temptation in his tone: "Momo, if I lose, I will be silent from now on... And if you lose, you will be devilish. Is this fair?"

Ning Xuemo's tone was sarcastic: "I refuse. I don't believe you will fulfill the bet, why do you want to bet with you?"

The child's voice was a little more joyful, as if he was happy about some secret he knew: "Momo, this is not the real reason, you and I know... The real reason is that you are not sure whether Shen Jiuli will come, right? Momo, you are already disappointed in him, aren't you?"

Ning Xuemo's heart suddenly hurt, as if someone was holding her heart hard, and she said coldly: "Shut up!"

The child laughed even more happily, and laughed unscrupulously: "Momo, I'm right? I'm you, you're me. If you really don't have these ideas, how could I know? Momo, I know your heart better than you, and I'm more honest than you..."

Ning Xuemo took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Her face was like cold frost, and she said word by word: "I said, shut up! If you say a word more, I will destroy my dantian and die with you."

Tong Yin laughed a few times and finally stopped talking.

Ning Xuemo opened her eyes and quietly watched as the sky outside became darker little by little.

The moon rose little by little, hanging high in the starry sky, and the moon slowly flowed like water and poured Ning Xuemo over her body.

The night became heavier and colder, and the clothes seemed to be stained with water vapor, which made it cold on the skin.
Chapter completed!