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Chapter 685: Does your head still hurt? 5

She believed it, and she gave him all her heart and all her love. However, Yunchen married her in the blink of an eye and gave her love to someone else without reservation.

It was the first time in my life that I loved like that, but I was hurt the most.

"I will never believe in words for the rest of my life," she said calmly, her brows were calm, and all the scars in her heart were covered up.

If that kind of love can be betrayed, what else in this world can last forever?

Mu Yun raised his eyes and suddenly said softly: "But Nuannuan, I still believe in love!" [

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Nuan Nuan's heart palpitated, and she raised her head to look into his eyes, which were as deep as the sea, with an incredible charm in their calmness.

He had hurt Mu Yun so deeply, but when he despaired of Yunchen, Mu Yun said to himself, did he still believe in love?

Love, why have these two words become so funny and ridiculous?

Nuannuan's mood became extremely complicated.

Looking at her complicated expression, he curled up the corners of his lips and revealed a faint smile.

Nuannuan looked at his face and eyes, feeling in a trance.

Mu Yun's eyes were originally very familiar to her, but just now, a strange tremor came from the depths of her soul.

She seemed to see an enchanting red lotus blooming in front of his eyes.

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Although I watched Mu Yun adjust his breathing in the Xuanbing cave, there was a red lotus with a faint smoke curling above his head.

Although, Mu Yun was once poisoned by red lotus poison.

But she never had time to think carefully. This time, she saw the red lotus again.

She suddenly remembered the man in her previous life who was lying on the rooftop and killed by her own hands.

Before he died, he looked at himself with the most beautiful and sad eyes, using death to let himself remember him.


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