He gently stroked Mo Shisheng's fair chin with his fingertips, his cool lips lightly touching the girl's chin, accompanied by a soft apology.
"Ah Sheng, I'm sorry."
“Ming Beiya, you don’t need to do this.”
Mo Shisheng took a deep breath, turned her head slightly to avoid the man's intimate gesture, and smiled gently. "I love someone with dignity. Once unfaithful, never again. Ming Beiya, even if I still love you, one day I will let you go."
Although it won't be now...
These words, spoken softly like a gentle breeze, caused Ming Beiya's body to stiffen violently when they reached his ears.
His narrow eyes were fixed on Mo Shisheng, and a few words were squeezed out from between his teeth, "Asheng, what did you say?"
The man's pupils were bloodshot, his stunningly handsome face was covered with a gloomy expression, and his tone was even colder.
Mo Shisheng narrowed her shimmering eyes slightly, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "I'm sleepy."
"..."
Just as Ming Beiya was about to say something, Mo Shisheng gently closed her eyes and turned her head slightly to the other side, as if she did not want to be disturbed any longer.
Seeing this, Ming Beiya felt a sharp pain in his heart. He didn't understand why Mo Shisheng would suddenly distance herself from him so drastically. His gaze fell on the crimson mark on the girl's left cheek.
The flower shape is gradually emerging, and the red spider lily is beginning to take shape.
The red spider lily, also known as the flower of the other shore, grows on both sides of the path of reincarnation in the underworld. Its leaves grow before the flowers bloom, and its flowers bloom after the leaves have withered. The flowers and leaves never meet in life after life.
Ming Beiya didn't know how to explain the existence of Lingya to Mo Shisheng. He could only wait for Mo Shisheng to regain her memories so that she would know everything. It would be useless for him to say anything now.
He stood by the bed for a long time, quietly looking at the girl's delicate and fair face. Finally, he gently looked away and stepped out.
The door closed almost silently, but the moment it was shut, Mo Shisheng slowly opened her eyes.
Her gaze drifted indifferently upwards as she rose and followed him out without putting on her shoes. As she opened the door, she saw the man's figure disappear around a corner, and her heart sank deeper into the cold…
There was only one room there, so Ming Beiya only went there to visit Lingya.
She didn't know how long she had been standing there; in any case, when she lifted her feet, they were completely numb from the cold.
Mo Shisheng returned to the bed, resting her cold face on her knees, her pupils seemingly unfocused, her gaze unsure of where it was falling.
*
Ming Beiya held nothing back, revealing nothing about his past with Lingya. When he uttered the name Lingya, Mo Shisheng's gaze turned cold.
Subconsciously, or perhaps from the depths of her mind, Mo Shisheng disliked and hated this spirit sprout.
Her delicate face was icy cold, her gaze falling indifferently on Ming Beiya. "And then?"
“You had a falling out with me because of her, and I didn’t see Lingya’s true identity at the time, ignoring your feelings once or twice, which is why you said those things to me.”
Even though so much time has passed, Ming Beiya still feels a tightness in his chest when he recalls it.
Mo Shisheng's cold expression and chilling words were like a sharp sword piercing his heart.
But has Ming Beiya forgotten that the harm he inflicted on Mo Shisheng was far greater?
What Mo Shisheng endured was something he could not comprehend.
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