"I won't force you, but I won't let go, Mi'er, let's torture each other like this for the rest of our lives."
After speaking, the smell of wine surged, and the whole person fell softly into Cheng Mi's arms.Cheng Mi was stunned.What did he just call her?
Mi'er?
After living for two lifetimes, there is only one person who will call her Mi'er, and that is Master Cheng Mi's eyes widened suddenly, and those hazy feelings like fog in the forest suddenly became clear.Those familiar feelings, which she doubted, and did not think deeply, were like opening a hole and seeing the moon through the clouds, emerging bit by bit.A thought came to her mind, and her heart raced.Plop plop almost burst out of the chamber.Could it be him, is it possible.No, no, no, how is it possible, Master's moonlight is like a gentleman, and his white clothes are like a breeze and a bright moon.Mu Zhihan is gloomy and dark, and he always likes to wear a cold dark gold and black dress, with a cold forest from hell.And the master is a generation of miracle doctors, hanging pots to help the world and save countless people, and the prince is ruthless and kills people like numbness.One is an immortal master who is wanton in the rivers and lakes, and the other is a prince who leans towards the government and the opposition.Temperament, character, identity, no matter where two people are completely opposite, how can they be the same person!
Cheng Mi wanted to deny that he had found a thousand reasons why Mu Zhihan was not the master, but there was always a voice in his heart saying it.It's him, he's the Master!
I can't fool anyone.Mu Zhihan's inadvertent eyes, the feeling when approaching her, only the master can have!
Especially the warmth and peace of mind when he hugged her, so familiar, even if Shen Suifeng and Bai Yu were so similar in temperament, she didn't have that sense of familiarity when she hugged him.It's him, it must be him!
Reason is constantly denying, but emotion is constantly affirming.Thinking of something, Cheng Mi suddenly pushed Mu Zhihan down on the bed, then jumped out of bed and found out the silver mask she had bought before.Bring it to Mu Zhihan.Something seems to be missing, oh yes, clothes.Master likes to wear white clothes, and Mu Zhihan is always dressed in black.So she quickly took out a white shirt, picked him up directly, and changed it on.Looking at the man she had changed into clothes, Cheng Mi covered her trembling lips violently, and two lines of tears slipped silently.A haunting voice slowly overflowed, "Master" If Mu Zhihan is really a master, then Cheng Mi in her last life was so frightened that she threw away the mask, her face was frightened, and she kept retreating, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really a master, the two people she was sorry for in her previous life were him, and she covered her head violently, not daring to think about it.Wan Jian pierced through, the master's injuries at that time, blood flowed like a river, it was impossible to survive, if it was really him, then what did he go through, what did she do and his legs, the fire, he saved her, but she pushed him into the sea of fire "Ah" Cheng Mi screamed, extremely sad, fear, despair, remorse, pain, like a sharp blade, Ling Chi.In her mind, the eyes of the master who were not blinding when he died, and the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince when she followed Wu Zhichen ruthlessly leaving in the midst of the fire, the two eyes were constantly intertwined, almost driving her crazy!
What did she do, what did she do, for a stand-in, she hurt the person she loved the most with her own hands, and hurt her twice.Cheng Mi hugged his head and closed his eyes, not daring to think down, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was the master, then how much pain he would have