Under the dim street lamp, Chu Yue's face was extremely pale.
Chu Yue looked away and said in a low voice: "I'm going back to the room." ” With that, she turned around and prepared to leave.
"I'll send you."
Mu Junhan took a step forward, subconsciously wanting to help Chu Yue.
Chu Yue looked extremely weak, how could he not feel distressed?
Chu Yue avoided Mu Junhan's touch without a trace, and said in a low voice: "No, I'm not so weak yet." ” She turned, and took a step, but slowly.
Her strength is overdrawn greatly, even more than Le Qingxue.
Although the soul locking technique was performed by Le Qingxue, in order to prevent Le Qingxue from being injured by this forbidden technique, she has been controlling the yin-yang mirror, and the mental strength consumed by others cannot be predicted.
Mu Junhan looked at her like this, and his heart was even more indescribably sad.
He chased after her in a few steps, and without saying a word, he picked her up horizontally.
"What do you do?"
Chu Yue was weightless, let out a low snort, tightened Mu Junhan's clothes, and when he came to his senses, he was pushing him.
The eyebrows are slightly frowned, because of weakness, but it shows a bit of a pitiful appearance, which is very good-looking.
Mu Junhan glanced down at her, looked away again, and just said calmly, "I'll send you back to the room." ” "I don't need to."
Chu Yue stopped his movements, took a deep breath, and said, "You let me down." ” "When you get to the room, I'll naturally let you down."
Mu Junhan couldn't refuse, "If you wear it out too much, don't be reckless." ” “……” Chu Yue was silent for a while.
He knew, he knew it all.
Of course, she didn't know that everything about her had been integrated into his blood, even if he didn't know his mind before, her every move was deep in his heart, and every time he thought about it, he really remembered it vividly.
Knowing that Mu Junhan would not let her go if she didn't come to the room, she didn't refuse again.
The two men were silent all the way to the room.
Mu Junhan gently put Chu Yue on the bed, and turned around to light up a few lights in the room.
After the lights were turned on, Chu Yue raised his head and looked at Mu Junhan who was busy, and there was unspeakable sadness in his heart.
Of course, it is not right for them to be so ambiguous, especially ......
He and Luo Qianqian are going to get married.
Chu Yue lowered his head and thought, and the corners of his lips were filled with a self-deprecating smile.
Come to think of it, I am also cheap enough, obviously it is the ending I want, what right do I have to be sad?
Mu Junhan lit the lamp, looked back at Chu Yue beside the bed, and couldn't help but throb in his heart.
A few lights, the room was not very bright, Chu Yue sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
But the gentleness of the bow made him unable to control his heartbeat.
Chu Yue didn't know what to remember, and suddenly looked up, but it happened to collide with his gaze.
Chu Yue's eyes flashed slightly, and he pursed his lips and said, "You go back and rest first, thank you." ” "You rest early."
Mu Junhan hesitated, but also nodded.
Of course, he knew that his identity was one more important now, Luo Qianqian's fiancé......
Even if that is not the ending he wants, since he admits it, he should be responsible for such an identity.
Chu Yue smiled, watching Mu Junhan leave, and after the door was closed again, the smile on the corner of her lips slowly retracted.
"Ahem......"
She clutched her chest and coughed violently, blood flowing from the corners of her lips.
She raised her sleeves and wiped the blood, her eyes slowly becoming calm.