Ming Beiya stared intently at Mo Shisheng. "Why?"
Why?
Mo Shisheng chuckled lightly, "Do I need a reason to do anything?"
“Ah Sheng, she’s different.” Ming Beiya’s attitude was firm, so firm that Mo Shisheng’s heart sank deeper and deeper.
"No matter how different she is, that's your problem, and has absolutely nothing to do with me, Ming Beiya. Don't try to impose your ideas on me."
According to her temperament, she should have gotten up from the bed and left at this time, but the fever made her weak all over, and she could barely speak.
"Ah Sheng!"
A hint of displeasure crossed Ming Beiya's exquisite face. He gripped the girl's slender wrist tightly with one hand, his strength considerable. "You can't touch her, you know that?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng probably never expected Ming Beiya to say such things to her, using an angry tone and a serious expression to tell her not to hurt another woman.
Ming Beiya seemed to finally sense something was wrong, and he frowned slightly. "Why are your hands so hot?"
He raised his hand to touch Mo Shisheng's forehead, but her cold gaze stopped him in his tracks.
Mo Shisheng's alluring peach blossom eyes were icy cold, seemingly devoid of any warmth. Her lips moved slightly, "Ming Beiya, I have a question for you."
Her tone was calm. Ming Beiya knew that Mo Shisheng was in a very strange state, but he also knew that Mo Shisheng was very stubborn and would never give up until she got the answer she wanted.
He frowned slightly. "Ask away."
"If I were to kill Lingya now, would you stop me?" Mo Shisheng raised her eyes, her gaze suddenly meeting Ming Beiya's.
"meeting."
Ming Beiya did not hesitate at all. The reason why he could not tell Mo Shisheng the truth about some things now was because Mo Shisheng had not yet regained her memory.
Lingya's existence holds a very important place in Mo Shisheng's life, so she absolutely cannot die.
"I see."
Mo Shisheng had no idea what Ming Beiya was thinking. She gently curved her lips and tilted her head slightly, "You can go now."
"Ah Sheng, there are many things I can't explain to you right now, but..."
"Ming Beiya, I'm letting you go."
Mo Shisheng glanced at Ming Beiya lightly, her delicate face expressionless.
"..."
Unable to resist Mo Shisheng's stubbornness, Ming Beiya got up and left, turning around and walking out, closing the door behind him.
The room fell silent instantly, an unbelievable stillness.
Mo Shisheng could clearly feel the sound of her own heartbeat.
As the footsteps outside the door gradually faded into the distance, a faint smile curved her lips.
Ming Beiya, this is the last question I'll ask you, as a way of giving myself closure.
Whatever your reason, if your answer is to protect the spirit sprout, then let our connection end here.
She has always lived a carefree and unrestrained life, and feelings are never a reason to hurt her.
She had a very hard life in her past life, and all she wanted in this life was a little sweeter.
...
For five consecutive days, Mo Shisheng did not meet with Ming Beiya. Occasionally, when Qingluan came to keep Mo Shisheng company, she would inadvertently mention Ming Beiya.
But the next second, Mo Shisheng's icy gaze swallowed all her words. Qingluan sighed softly, "Shisheng, why are you like this? Aren't you the one who's hurting yourself?"
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