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Why did he say it?

Those were all things in the past life. He had committed suicide in Wushan Palace. He was already dead. He only carried the memory of his previous life... Why do he still talk about it.

Saying it made my conscience happy, but was it really the right choice?

It's so good now, Xue Meng will smile at him, Chu Wanning is his, his uncle and aunt are still alive, and Shi Mo is still alive... Nothing is more important than these, even if he feels guilty for the rest of his life and is a fugitive for the rest of his life, he I don’t want to destroy everything in front of me with my own hands.

But he felt that this was what he should say.

Now it is certain that the person behind the scenes must have experienced a rebirth, and only he can give advice to everyone so that everyone can be prepared. This was his chance to atone for his sins. Maybe God allowed him to die once, but still retained his memory, just so that at this moment, someone could stand up and stop this storm.

Even if it costs your life.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, he was trembling, and there was moisture between his eyelashes.

He is not afraid of death, he is a person who has died once, but there are actually things more terrifying than death in this world. He has had enough in his previous life, and he chose to commit suicide just to escape from those things. Over the years, especially after Chu Wanning's death, he has been running with all his strength, trying to get rid of the invisible giant behind him, but now he is forced into a dead corner.

Its claws hung at his throat.

The people betrayed their relatives and separated, and they were scorned by all generations.

He can't escape...he can't escape...

The ink burned and cried, silently, but the tears flowed down, fluttering, and fell to the ground.

He tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice and said: "I'm sorry...I...I don't know how to speak...I actually...I..."

Suddenly a pair of strong and well-proportioned arms surrounded him from behind.

Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes, and he realized that Chu Wanning came over and hugged him from behind.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it." Chu Wanning's voice came from his shoulder. "Everyone has his own secret... and he will do some wrong things."

The ink was stunned.

Chu nightning actually understood.

He already understands...also, how could Chu Wanning not see through it? He has seen Mo Ran admit his mistakes in panic too many times, sincerely, falsely, unwillingly, and sincerely.

Although he didn't know what mistake Mo Ran had made, he knew that Mo Ran must want to confess some past events, confess some past events that he didn't want to say.

"Master..."

"If that thing makes you very uneasy and you want to tell me, then say it and I will listen here." Chu said, "But if you feel it is painful to say it, then if you don't speak, I won't either." I'll keep asking. ... I know you'll never do the same thing again."

The ink burns the heart like a knife.

He shook his head slightly, no...

It’s not as simple as you think…far from it…

I didn't break flowers that shouldn't be broken. I killed people and left them with blood and bones. I destroyed most of the world of cultivation. I destroyed you.

Once again he collapsed.

I have ruined you, Chu Wanning!

Why do you comfort an executioner... Why do you comfort the person who pierces his heart with a knife? Why do you ask me before you die to let me go?

Why didn't you kill me in the first place...

He was trembling and trembling. Chu night Ning suddenly felt warm water droplets falling on the back of his hand. He murmured in a low voice: "The ink burns..."

"I want to speak out."

"Then tell me."

The ink burned in confusion, he shook his head, and said again: "I...I don't know what to say..."

He had been controlling his voice very well, until he finally got choked up.

"Really... I really don't know how to speak..."

"Then stop talking." Allen Chu let go of him, pulled him, and turned him around. In the dark night, he rubbed his cheek, and Mo Ran was dodging, but Chu Wanning still touched it resolutely and held his face. The moist ones are tears that have been shed for a long time.

Allen Chu said: "Stop talking."

"I……"

Suddenly, the fragrance of Begonia was so close, and Chu Wanning kissed him. This seemed to be the first time he took the initiative to kiss Mo Ran. It was jerky and clumsy. He pressed his lips against his lips, holding them little by little, prying open his bitter lips. In the mouth, the tongue slides in, stirs and entangles.

Chaos, restlessness, madness.

Mo Ran doesn't know why. Maybe love is a harbor to escape from all pain. Maybe people are the same as animals after all. Everything can be left behind in the relationship. In this indulgence of desire, only joy is real.

Give mercy to the helpless.

Give people in desperate situations a moment of respite.

No one spoke anymore, and the kiss reached the lingering point. Chu Wanning felt Mo Ran's desire for himself. He pressed against him through the clothes. He hesitated for a moment and reached out to touch him, but Mo Ran held his fingers. He stopped and turned into a clasp of fingers: "That's enough."

He held him in his arms, and only the person in front of him could soothe his pain.

It can purify his soul.

"No need to do anything else, this is enough..."

Allen Chu raised his hand and touched his face, feeling distressed for no reason: "Why are you so stupid?"

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