Chu Yan spoke desolately.
Even listening to it now, I can still feel the heartache and despair he felt at that moment.
And the blood color faded from Qingyue's face!
From the day when this incident broke out in the Golden Palace, from when Chu Yan learned the truth and was in pain and despair to the point of vomiting blood and crying, to when she spoke to him alone in Nanjiao Temple, they never mentioned four years ago.
And today, Chu Yan said it out.
Qing Yue gritted her teeth, tears and pain welled up in her eyes, and she stared at Chu Yan.
"Brother Chu Yan, are you blaming me? Are you blaming me?"
Qing Yue's voice was trembling, as if she couldn't believe it.
“Heh… heh…”
Chu Yan chuckled softly, and anyone who heard it wanted to cry. He shook his head, "Yue'er, I don't blame you. How could I bear to blame you?"
"Then what do you mean by saying that?"
Qing Yue asked, biting her lip and looking at him stubbornly.
But even so, tears still fell uncontrollably from the corners of my eyes.
Chu Yan raised his hand to wipe the corner of her eyes, but Qing Yue turned her head away and dodged it directly.
"Yue'er, during those days, I bore all the pain alone. You were the little girl I cherished, loved, and held at the top of my heart for over ten years. You were bullied, and I blamed myself, felt uncomfortable, painful, and hated you to the extreme, but I couldn't tell you anything. During that time, you complained that I was too busy and that you thought I was a little strange...
You've lost your temper, cried, and you'll always bring up that night, grabbing my shoulders and asking me if I think you're unreserved and unself-respecting... You always like to ask strange questions..."
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