Helian Zheng didn't know her past, he didn't know that Shen Changan had been so ruthless to her.
At first glance, when he heard Chongmen Huan say this, he was stunned.
Don't know what to say.
The grievances and grievances between Chongmen Jue and Chongmen Huan are too complicated, and there are some things that he can't figure out, but Chongmen Huan is disheartened, but Helian Zheng can see it really.
This child, she doesn't want.
How painful it was, how ruthless it is now.
The world finally forced Chongmenhuan into a dead end.
He stood in the dark shadow of Liu Guang in the night, quietly looking at Chongmen Huan, she was in the dark, probably couldn't see his expression, he suddenly felt sad.
In that long silence, Chongmen Huan suddenly asked him, "Do you know who I am?"
” Helian Zheng choked up and looked at Chongmenhuan, the woman in front of him was the Chongmenhuan he knew, who could she be?
"I'm Qin Xuanji!"
The woman spoke very calmly, she couldn't hear the slightest emotion, behind this calm and stable tone, there were countless struggles and pains hidden from her, and she slowly laughed: "You must not believe it, how can there be such a thing as borrowing a corpse to resurrect a soul in this world?"
” "But, it is!"
She is Qin Xuanji, the Qin Xuanji who was spurned by the world and killed quickly.
There are many unbearable and painful things in the past that don't make much sense when I think about it carefully, and when I talk about it again, I find that I have no desire to tell this past, and my mood is peaceful, and I am almost dead.
Helian Zheng looked at her face as heavy as water, and looked at her lifeless, and the pain in his heart came one after another.
He has lived here for nearly thirty years, has been high above the clouds, has never had such a heart-rending feeling, he has experienced the things that disturb love and love in this world, but today, he suddenly found that those so-called are not true.
Because, he didn't have the slightest pain.
Only now, when the pain swept through his body, he saw the shadow of love, shaking in front of his eyes, like a circle of blurred light and shadow, he reached out to grab it, but it was empty.
Can't catch anything.
He remembered the story about the legendary woman Qin Xuanji, who lived brilliantly and died a miserable death.
A person at both ends of the extreme, when he looks like this, is mostly embarrassed.
Chongmen Huan, who was sitting on it, slowly raised his head, as if he could see Helian Zheng with those eyes like stagnant water, she was smiling: "Chongmen Huan is Shen Chang'an, he participated in the catastrophe that killed me in order to take revenge." ” Speaking of Shen Chang'an again, there is no longer that sweetness, and there is no hatred.
It was empty, and there was no feeling left in my heart.
At this time, she felt in a trance that Shen Changan had completely left her world.
There is no love and no hate, this is the biggest punishment for the strangeness of the two.
There is love and is reluctant to leave, and there is hatred and is reluctant to forget.
Without love and hate, if you are willing to leave, you are willing to forget.
She would go far away and never want to see this man again.
Maybe the world will say that she is cowardly, since she has such a big hatred with Shen Changan, why not take revenge?
Is it hiding as a shrunken turtle here?
She had no way of telling anyone, she had no strength now.