When he thought of Feng Buyu, Mu Huailang couldn't let go of his hand. He could not care about the life or death of a cold person like a flower, but he couldn't care about Feng Buyu! Because he was one of the few brothers he had in life and death.
"General, why did you stop? Are you reluctant to let go, or are you unable to deal with your old past? Then Ruhua will do it for you!"
Leng Ruhua's tightly closed eyes opened and she looked at Mu Huailang, whose face was filled with hesitation and pain. She resolutely took out the dagger she never left behind and stabbed it into her heart.
It's not that she wants to die, it's that she wants to give it a try. If she wins this time, she won't have to count her fingers with tears in the future.
Mu Huailang looked at Leng Ruhua's sharp and accurate dagger. In desperation, he raised his arm to block her heart. As a result, the dagger pierced deeply into his arm.
superior.
"General, you, you are really reluctant to let go of Ruhua..." Leng Ruhua's heart trembled. He was really reluctant to die or get hurt. He really had his own feelings in his heart!
"Don't be sentimental. I don't want to let go of Feng Buyu. I don't want to lose a good brother because of you! I don't believe it, you don't understand Feng Buyu's thoughts on you."
The smile on Leng Ruhua's lips froze before it could fully bloom. It turned out that he was doing it not for Feng Buyu, but for himself.
"But General, how much do you know about Ruhua? Ruhua cares about you as much as anyone else, so why can't you always see her?"
"It's not that I can't see it, it's that I can't accept it. In my heart, you are a good friend and a good partner, but there is no way you can become anything else."
I used to think that he didn’t understand my own heart, but it turned out that he knew everything, knew everything, and still treated me like this...
"Is it for Feng Buyu? If it weren't for him, would you accept me?" Leng Ruhua still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that Mu Huailang gave up on her because of Feng Buyu, rather than because he really had no feelings for her at all.
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"Even if Feng Buyu hadn't been there, you wouldn't have been able to stand by my side, because people like you would never have been my choice!" Mu Huailang opened his lips slightly, and his cold voice did not contain any fluctuations, nor did he say anything.
It contains a little bit of warmth, just like his cold face and brows.
Leng Ruhua's figure swayed for a while, and finally she put her weak hands on the edge of the table before she managed to stand. Her lips were dry and pale, and after a long time she said in a low voice: "It turns out that you know everything. It turns out that you are so heartless.
..." The tears fell silently at my feet, but they settled silently.
Leng Ruhua picked up her sad thoughts, raised her eyes, looked at Mu Huailang with tears in her eyes, and said: "In that case, why should the general block this knife for Ruhua! We can't fly together, but we hope to die together and go to the netherworld.
..." As she said that, she quietly clenched the dagger that had just been stained with Mu Huailang's blood again. A trace of sad cruelty burst out in her eyes, and she stabbed Mu Huailang's heart fiercely.
Go down.
Since she can't get it, no one else can get it either!
Mu Huailang dodged and Leng Ruhua saw that she missed the blow. Thinking that she would never have another chance, she retracted her wrist and wiped it from her neck. Mu Huailang raised his leg and kicked the dagger out of her hand, and single-handedly
He clasped her wrist with his hand and said: "Ruhua, you are crazy! It is in vain that Feng Buyu wants to die for you. If he knows that the woman he loves with his life is so narrow-minded and cruel, you will let him in the future
How to handle myself?"
"I'm crazy, I'm being driven crazy by you! My love treats me like a poisonous snake, but I don't have the energy to bear it anymore. What else can I do besides going crazy?"
Listening to Leng Ruhua's heart-rending roar, Mu Huailang's heart and face also fluctuated. This woman has done too many things that she shouldn't have done, and she deserves to die both emotionally and rationally! But this one deserves to die.
Women are Feng Buyu's life, he can't take Feng Buyu's life!
"Leng Ruhua, the things you have done are enough for me to kill you ten or eight times, but I want to keep you alive so that you can atone for your sins. If you still have any conscience, treat Feng well in the future.
Don't say anything, don't let him spend the long night alone in pain until dawn."
Mu Huailang looked at the sparkling hatred and Mao Dun in Leng Ruhua's eyes. He suddenly realized that maybe Leng Ruhua was not as persistent and foolish towards him as she thought. And towards Feng Buyu, he was not as stubborn as she was.
So heartless and heartless!
Leng Ruhua's mood gradually stabilized, and she put on the face of Sister Hua again. She raised her hand to smooth the hair that fell around her ears, and whispered softly: "Sister Hua will obey the general's instructions!"
Mu Huailang took one last look at Leng Ruhua, making sure that she was really emotionally stable, and then drifted away. Although the wound on his arm was not serious, it was deep, and blood dripped down his sleeves.
It has never stopped since the beginning.
Mu Huailang stood in front of Ye Suqing's bed, letting the blood drip from his arms, but he just stared at her who was not sleeping peacefully on the bed, and his brows twisted up unconsciously. She even looked flat in her sleep.
Mouth, frown...
When daylight was about to break, Mu Huailang left.
Not long after Mu Huailang left, Ye Suqing woke up. She had been sleeping lightly these days and could not sleep for more than a few hours a night. And today she woke up even earlier!
She got up and sat on the bed, staring at the pool of blood in front of the bed in shock, and was lost for a long time. She remembered that the blood that Xunhu had shed after being injured was by the window, and Yinliu had already cleaned it before she fell asleep last night. So in front of the bed
This pool of blood...
Ye Suqing put on her clothes and got out of bed, raised her hand to wipe some blood stains on the ground, felt the slightly coagulated blood stains, put it under her nose and sniffed gently. After a long time, a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
Lang, are you injured again? Why do you have to drop it in front of my bed if you are injured? Do you think my heartache is not severe enough?
The knocking on the door was particularly loud in this cold morning. It even alerted Ye Suqing, who was distracted. She got up, put on her coat, sat in front of the dressing mirror, and whispered "please"
Come on. The only people who knew she was in this small building were Xunhu and the fake Furong before, but now everyone knows about it!
"Sister, my sister is really you! When the general told Qinghu just now, Qinghu couldn't believe it." Qinghu opened the door and saw Ye Suqing sitting in front of the dressing mirror, and hurriedly rushed over and pulled her
His hands were filled with tears.
There has been no news from her in the past few days. God knows what kind of life she is living. She has thought about many situations, but she has never thought that the sister she thinks about every day lives in this red building, the only one in the backyard.
Upstairs.
"Qinghu, you're here! My sister has made you worry..." Ye Suqing looked at Qinghu who was crying so hard that she felt guilty. Perhaps in this red building, Qinghu was the only one who was willing to treat her sincerely.
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