Mu Yunsheng's eyes glanced at Xia Chenxi behind Li Huanqing. He frowned slightly, and then quickly pressed down. It seemed that he was more relieved. Li Huanqing wiped away his tears. "I know that it's useless for me to say more now. I just ask you to forget me. Forget about the woman who hurt you so much.

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Perhaps, forget me, you can live a happy life.

Talent has no chains.

Mu Yun clenched his fist in life and death. It seemed that he was enduring something, but he never spoke. He just looked at Li Huanqing. His eyes were sharp as laser, as if he wanted to see through her. Li Huanqing felt cold in his spine.

"As you wish." Mu Yunsheng squeezed out a few words. He had nothing to say or explain. Just such a sentence seemed to erase all their feelings in the past.

Li Huanqing looks at Mu Yunsheng with sadness.

Mu Yunsheng asked lightly, "if nothing else, I'll go first."

From the beginning to the end, he did not say a heavy word. His attitude was cold, and he was not angry or resentful. The standard attitude of Mu Yunsheng only brought pain to Li Huanqing. Mu Yunsheng, who was not angry and did not laugh, was familiar to everyone, but was unfamiliar to her.

She couldn't say goodbye. Mu Yunsheng didn't say anything. She turned around and left.

Li Huanqing is out of control and shouts, "a Sheng..."

Her hand clung to the iron net tightly, almost catching the bleeding. The pain spread in her heart. Mu Yunsheng stopped, but did not look back. Li Huanqing said softly, "do you remember that I told you when I left provonnes that I would tell you something when I met again?"

Mu Yunsheng's back is stiff, and Li Huanqing's voice is almost stuck in his throat, "I love you..."

There is no cure.

So many years, a Sheng, I've been in love with you, but I don't know.

It's just that I'm too slow, I'm stupid.

A Sheng, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

"Believe it or not, I really love you."

Mu Yunsheng clenched his fist. Suddenly, he made a big stride and left in a hurry, leaving Li Huanqing with a slender figure. Li Huanqing was against the iron net, tearful and lost all his strength.

Xia Chenxi walks over and hugs her gently.

"Don't cry..."

The man didn't love Li Huanqing. She could see it clearly. Although she didn't know what they had, Xia Chenxi understood that they loved each other deeply.

If Li Huan hears that the capital is bombed calmly, why should he be so angry for the whole world.

He could not convince himself that he hated Li Huanqing.

Xia Chenxi knows one thing very well, love hate dilemma. Sometimes, what you think and what you do are totally different. Just like her, she also shot Tang Yebai and almost made an irreparable mistake.

Suddenly, summer morning light, eyes a bright

A snow-white figure appeared outside the iron net, and it was her Mimi. Xia Chenxi let go of Li Huanqing and was ecstatic, "Mimi, you finally came. I thought you had an accident..."

I'd like to ask the readers, Li Huanqing and Mu Yunsheng are independent stories, which are very wonderful. Do you want to see their stories about opening new articles independently or put them here and write them together?

I like them very much. If we write together, we can write them together. If we think that the new article is good, we should open a new one. Anyway, the next story must be them.