Han Yan sighed helplessly: "I made an excuse to my father before I had the opportunity to come and see you. Are you okay with the injury you sustained during the game?"
Mu Bai shook his head and smiled: "There is nothing wrong with my injury. I didn't expect that I would have the chance to see you again."
"This may be the last time we meet." Han Yan said this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt deeply sad.
Mubai was silent, not knowing how to face her.
"Mu Bai."
Han Yan gently called Mu Bai's name, suddenly stretched out her delicate arms, hugged Mu Bai's lower back, and quietly pressed her face against Mu Bai's shoulder.
Mu Bai was shocked, frozen in place and at a loss.
"It would be great if I had chosen not to return to the palace to follow my master and stay in the city of Toronto and never have met you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have so much pain now. Maybe this is what people often call fate."
Han Yan spoke softly, as if talking to himself.
"Han Yan... it's impossible for us to be together." Mu Bai said after being silent for a while.
"Have you always thought so?" Han Yan raised her head and asked, staring into Mu Bai's eyes.
Mu Bai nodded slightly, not avoiding Han Yan's gaze.
"I will wait for you. When you become the most powerful soul fighting master in the empire, we can be together." After Han Yan finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, opened his moist red lips, and kissed her on his own initiative.
Wood white.
Mubai's eyes suddenly opened, and his mind went blank.
a long time.
Han Yan let go of Mu Bai's body, opened his eyes, and said: "I will never have the chance to go back to the academy again. Mu Bai, I want you to keep me in your heart forever. I want to go back now, and you have to do it alone."
Take care." After saying that, she took one last deep look at Mu Bai, then turned and left.
Mu Bai stared blankly at Han Yan's leaving figure, feeling extremely complicated and a bit confused in his heart.
When Han Yan's figure completely disappeared from Mu Bai's sight, Mu Bai came back to his senses and found that there was a delicate dagger in his right hand.
"Did she secretly leave this to me?"
Mu Bai put the dagger in front of his eyes and looked at it quietly. He saw that the dagger was purple-red in color and had many strange ancient patterns carved on it. Holding it in his hand felt like holding an ice cube.