When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to a cold look. He looked at Qian Yue indifferently, bowed his head slightly and said to Qian Yue, "Master Yue, I'm sorry."
Seeing Su Luoyin's answer just now, even he himself didn't realize that he was also extremely nervous. The moment he heard her answer, he slowly let go of his tightly clenched hands, his heart hanging in the air. She agreed to marry him! This answer made his heart indescribably excited, but in the excitement, the sword hanging in his heart could not be put down.
It was this inexplicable emotion, hard to tell whether it was a huge surprise or accumulated anger, that stirred his heart fiercely.
"In that case, I hope the head of the Luo family will come to visit in three months." He looked at Luo Wen indifferently, but his face was indifferent.
Luo Wen raised his head, first looking at Qian Yue, but suddenly lowered his head to look at Su Luoyin in his arms. Meeting Qian Yue's golden eyes again, he curled his lips slightly and said slowly, "I will come to Lord Yue's wedding."
"That's great." Qian Yue also curled his lips slightly, looked back at Luo Wen, watched him and slowly looked at each other for a moment, then said goodbye and turned away without mercy.
Su Luoyin saw none of this. She could only hear the whistling of the wind, the voices of countless people saying goodbye, the footsteps of those who were leaving, the mournful sighs, the sorrowful cries, the creaking sounds of corpses being carried, and the heart-wrenching cries...
There were countless noisy sounds in her ears, and her heart was in a mess.
It seems like a lot of people died.
And now, she was nestling quietly in Qian Yue's arms, not moving an inch. Did she not want to face the situation? Was she afraid of facing the numerous corpses and the endless amount of blood? Or was she afraid of the man holding her, the man who was holding her tightly? Was she afraid to face him? Why?
Ah, perhaps the person I fear most is myself. This self with blood on its hands, this self who has once again become indifferent, this self, is really... so cold, so cold...
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He quietly held the woman in his arms. At the same time, Qian Yue didn't know how to speak. He could only hold the woman tightly in his arms, as if this was his last support.
I miss her so much, really miss her so much. When I didn't see her, I missed her deeply every moment. But now that I see her, facing her, I don't know what to say.
The thought of her always being with another man without him made him wonder what they had done? What had they said? What had their past been like? What had he meant by his words when he left? Why did she look at that man so strangely, so strangely that it frightened him...
When did they become like this? Was it just because of the time they were apart?
Qian Yue pondered silently for a while, then suddenly realized that the little girl in his arms hadn't moved at all. However, Qian Yue knew that this girl was quirky and had to be on guard. He gently released Su Luoyin, but Su Luoyin still didn't react. Qian Yue was startled and quickly let go of her arms. A pale little face lay quietly in his arms, breathing weakly, obviously having fainted long ago.
Damn it! Qian Yue cursed inwardly, blaming himself for being careless. He knew that Su Luoyin's skill was obviously just showing off, but he didn't notice it.
Seeing the pale, almost transparent face in his arms, Qian Yue immediately lost his composure. "Su Yin!!!!!!!!!!"
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