Chapter 72
"Ah."

There was silence.

"Master? What's wrong?" Xia Youyang walked a few steps closer to him worriedly.

"It's nothing, I think you are very beautiful today." The master praised.

Xia Youyang's mind couldn't turn around for a moment, and when she understood it, her whole heart was swollen and sore, rushing irregularly in the chest cavity, as if something was about to break through the heart and break out of the shell.

Listen, elated, to your heart's content.

"Well, master, you have always been good-looking." Xia Youyang was full of shyness.

Mu Jinyan laughed faintly, his deep voice was full of temptation, and his starry eyes were full of gentle smiles, at this moment, Xia Youyang thought of a very vulgar saying, the sky is full of stars, no match for the light in your eyes.

"Master, let's go back to the mountain." Xia Youyang said with a chuckle.

Mu Jinyu's eyes showed puzzlement, he had just come down the mountain, but what the little apprentice said was what he said.

Put your hand in front of her and motion for her to put it on it.

Xia Youyang trembled slightly as she stretched out her hand, as if she was dazzled by the huge surprise.

The two of them were already outstanding in appearance, but now they were so blatantly walking hand in hand on the street, enviing a group of young men and ladies in their boudoirs.

Xia Youyang looked at his side face, and felt satisfied in her heart that she had never felt before. This kind of true emotion that had been missing for a long time was now truly reflected in her body, and it felt a little unreal.

"Master, it's not that I don't want to play, but I'm just afraid that you'll fall in love with a young lady." Xia Youyang believed that to like someone, one must be honest, so she expressed her true thoughts without reservation.

Mu Jinyan looked at her slightly sideways, seeming to be amused.

"Don't worry, I'll always be yours."

What the master said today seems to be particularly provocative.

The lights are dim, the bustling is nearby, and the Iraqis are by the side, what is there to regret in this life.

It's not too much to stay here forever.

I know you will always be mine, but the more I love, the more I fear, I am afraid that you will be like that person and forget me completely...

A face flashed through Xia Youyang's mind, she would never forget that smiling face, was that Lin Zichen? !Memories flooded into her mind like a tide, why did she feel that Lin Zichen was so familiar to her, why she subconsciously relied on Lin Zichen... It turned out that they had known each other for a long time and fell in love for 13 years...

[She remembered. 】

Lin Zichen was taken aback, a little flustered: "All of them?"

【all. 】

Lin Zichen was silent, he didn't know what to say...

Xia Youyang looked at Mu Jinyu, without boredom, without guilt, only deep love, like the charming fragrance of mellow red wine, but she hasn't forgiven him yet, how can she be with him, lie to herself, do less than...

The hand that was tightly held just now was suddenly broken.

Lin Zichen's morbid hands subconsciously grabbed the hand that was about to leave, but the grasp was empty in embarrassment, and he could only stay in the air without saying a word.

He was afraid that she would remember, and he was also afraid that she would not remember, but now, he would rather she not remember.

"You..." Lin Zichen opened his mouth, but Xia Youyang stopped him.

"Give me a chance to be born again?"

Lin Zichen lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes, which were as long as feather fans, cast rows of shadows around his eyes. He who always taught others was being scolded by Xia Youyang like an obedient child.

"Do you know that I don't need it! Because for me, every second with you is torture." Xia Youyang never said harsh words, but now, the words that come out of her mouth are word for word They are as deadly as quenched venom.

Lin Zichen was so heartbroken that he was almost suffocated. It was as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart. He was exerting pressure all the time. He could only bear it silently. His heart ached, as if there was a small knife gently slashing your face one by one. The meat is hot like chili oil.

He has never felt such pain before, no matter how powerful he is, he wants to disarm immediately at this moment.

But he knows that what he bears now is only one percent of what she had in the past...

Xia Youyang looked at his crow-black eyelashes, which seemed to be damp, and couldn't bear to see his wronged appearance, so she turned her head and stopped looking at him.

"Doing it all over again won't change anything, you still forget me, why bother, since I'm dead, I won't want to live again." As soon as the words fell, the man disappeared into the crowd.

The surrounding people called the fairy down to earth.

A tear slowly fell from the corner of Lin Zichen's eyes, hidden in the crowd's cries.

This was the first time he cried after he knew she was dead, even when he was old and really remembered everything, he didn't shed a single tear...
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Digression——
The stupid author will whet his appetite first. As for the truth, I will explain it when the author comes back from winter vacation.

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