But the tears seemed to be stimulated and exploded by such a suppressed external force, and they surged out more violently.
The man's eyes were stung fiercely.
He took her with one hand and pressed her against his chest, letting her vent in his heart for the last time.
"Luoxi, you look like this, you don't want to see my last gift."
When Luo Xi heard that he still had gifts for her, she took a breath and got up from him.
The makeup on her face had been washed away by tears, revealing her clean little face, which was just a little moist and pitiful.
Two eyes full of water looked at the man.
Jing Mohao took her hand and walked to the side where the hot air balloon stopped.
The man turned around and looked at the woman, "Luo Xi, remember what you promised me."
He made up his mind and loosened the fingers that were holding her soft little hand.
Unexpectedly, the little hand held her back and failed to pull it away.
Jing Mohao looked at her deeply, "Luoxi, be obedient."
Luo Xi bit her lower lip tightly, lowered her eyes, and stared at the man's cold and lukewarm fingers.
This hand has held her hand countless times, led her to escape from death again and again, led her to walk on the streets again and again, and led her to the clouds and rains again and again.
Now, she is about to let her go.
How could she convince herself to lift her fingers and let him go.
"Jing Mohao, I will wait for you to come back."
Jing Mohao stared at her little face closely, wanting to say "don't wait" with a cold face, but couldn't.
Jing Mohao couldn't force his woman to marry someone else.
Jing Mohao couldn't do anything to let her woman wait for him, a man whose life or death was uncertain, to come back.
He can't make any promises, and he has no right to make any demands.
All he can do is to fight to the death.
Even if the world falls apart and we die, he must fight to the death.
After Luo Xi made his decision, he no longer had any excuse to stay.
The fingertips were released, and the man's arm fell back, with a shock that penetrated his bones.
Jing Mohao turned around quickly, blocked the two people from looking at each other for no reason, stretched out his hand to open the fence of the high platform, stepped out, and boarded the center of the hot air balloon.
Luo Xi followed up in a few steps, and the fence closed automatically, cutting off an insurmountable gap between the two.
"Jing Mohao, why don't you take me with you?"
Luo Xi grabbed the fence and shouted to him.
The man faced her, stared at her deeply, and finally said, "Luoxi, after seeing the gift I gave you, go home obediently.
Do you hear me?"
Luo Xi pursed her lips, tears filled her eyes again, rolling around vigorously, without giving him any answer.
Jing Mohao turned around and controlled the rise and fall of the hot air balloon, gradually moving away from the high platform and drifting deeper and further into the night.
"Jing Mohao" Luo Xi murmured, with the sound of heart and lung tearing.
Watching the hot air balloon flying farther and farther, watching the man's figure getting smaller and smaller in her eyes, Luo Xi couldn't control her emotions.
She wrapped the black suit tightly around her body, feeling the man's remaining warmth, and lost her voice again.
Jing Mohao, I shouldn't tie you down, because you were born to belong to the eagle in the sky, and you shouldn't be imprisoned by any external force.
Jing Mohao, at this moment, I am so afraid that you will fly far away, so afraid that you will leave me, but I am even more afraid that you will stay here forever.
Every tear I shed flows towards you, follows you, flows back into the sky and the bottom of the sea, and flows back to the day we first met
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