He couldn't explain such violent emotions at all. But he just couldn't help it... disgust, resentment, restlessness, uneasiness, fear... these feelings... in the end... all turned into anger. Raging anger...
He subconsciously wanted to beat him, torture him, deal with him...
He wanted to get rid of all the messy emotions in his mind.
Su Muyuan was so fragile now. He fell to the ground after being pushed like this.
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
The palace dance music could no longer be maintained. Everyone looked at Murong Xi blankly, feeling it was incredible.
The monster-like look in his eyes made Murong Xi crazily want to kill someone. He damn hated those looks. His ears were ringing. He just felt that everything was really not going well today.
The person who made him so unhappy was Su Muyuan. He raised his leg and wanted to beat him.
Mu Yange was here. How could he let Murong Xi succeed? He punched Murong Xi directly in the face and cursed angrily: "You are the least qualified person here to call him a lame. His legs are because Carrying you out of the gunfire will make you lame."
Murong Xi was punched by Mu Yange. He was very hurt and frustrated. He felt that even his only friend no longer wanted him. But he also came to his senses.
He felt that he was really weird. He had never hated a person so much. Even hate could not be described. It was hate. Crazy hate.
He couldn't understand what he was feeling at all...
But I still hate being abnormal.
He heard Mu Yange say: "His legs were lame because he carried you out of the gunfire."
He believed in Mu Yange, but damn, he didn't even have these memories.
In fact, there is no such person in his memory at all.
At that moment, he really felt like he was going crazy.
But Su Muyuan had already stood up. Even now, he was still smiling at Murong Xi. That smile was as gentle as jade. Murong Xi only felt that it was very dazzling.
He really wanted to...want to break this damn proud smile.
However, Su Muyuan didn't give him a chance. He smiled and walked towards the door. The back figure was still limping slightly, but it was so beautiful. Because of its unparalleled magnanimity, there was an instant conflict. A sense of incomplete beauty.
Mu Yange stared at Murong Xi. There was even a sense of disgust in his eyes: "I know you have never had a brain. But please think carefully about what you are doing. Is it interesting for you to target a person like this? You are so mean. What has he gained? Apart from making everyone think you are hopelessly stupid. Is it useful? Moreover, he has given up on you. He has given up on you for the rest of his life. Even if you regret it later, you can't save it."
Mu Yange's eyes were filled with hatred that iron could not be transformed into steel.
Su Muyuan's love is too deep. And too obscure. Twenty years. Careful. Step by step. Calculate...
He finally killed the former Murong Xi and brought him to Paradise Island. He finally told everything. What did he get?
A broken heart. A broken body...
Even though he was beaten, locked in a cellar, and insulted over and over again, he just laughed it off.
He was even so calm. He didn't have any resentment towards Murong Xi, but he had to face Murong Xi's difficulties again and again...
Mu Yange suddenly remembered the first time he found Su Muyuan. The man was drinking wine decadently. Even though he was very slovenly, Mu Yange could still glimpse his ambition through those eyes as clean as glass. . Those eyes are calm and silent. But they hide a torrent and a volcano. They are ready to erupt at any time...