Two-way sinking

Ruan Ci saluted and left quietly.

Sitting there, Ji Li almost became a stone sculpture.

Mo Xuan returned to the room as usual, but saw no one. After asking the waiter, he found out that Ji Li had gone to the garden.

He showed a gentle smile, Ah Li finally wanted to go out for a walk.

When he arrived at the garden, he didn't see Ruan Ci, only saw Ji Li sitting there alone.

He couldn't help frowning, what's going on?

"A Li." He walked over quickly and embraced his lover.

Ji Li turned to look at him stiffly, his eyes were barren and indifferent.

Only then did Mo Xuan see the wet tears on his face.

His heart was suffocated, anxiety and panic came to his heart.

"A Li..."

Mo Xuan gently wiped away the tears on his face, feeling so distressed, what kind of sadness made him shed so many tears?

He hugged Ji Li in a panic: "A Li, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Li reached out and grabbed his wrist, her cold fingers sticking to his skin.

"Are you busy today?" He said, his voice hoarse, not as cold as before.

Mo Xuan nodded cautiously: "I'm a little busy."

"What are you busy with?"

Mo Xuan's heart was pounding, Ah Li never asked him what he was busy with, only worried that he was too tired, what happened today?

"I'm not busy with anything, just some ordinary work."

He glanced at Ji Li's expression and became more careful.

Ji Li sneered.

Mo Xuan's heart trembled.

"A Li..." He opened his mouth a little aggrieved, and called out pitifully, then lowered his head and gently rubbed Ji Li's cheek with the tip of his nose.

Ji Li turned his head away.

Mo Xuan froze, and grabbed his hand even harder. He quickly thought about what happened, but refused to think about the possibility that frightened him the most.

"A Li, I..., there is something I want to tell you." He wanted to be more prepared before saying it, but now he suddenly wanted to say it.

Ji Li watched him knelt down on one knee in front of her, took out a small golden-red velvet box, opened it, revealing the bright and exquisite ring inside, couldn't help being a little moved.

"A Li, are you willing to marry me?" Mo Xuan suppressed his breathing, his heart heaved slightly, his palms were covered with sweat, he never knew that for a moment he would be so nervous.

Ji Li took the ring almost without thinking.

He quickly came back to his senses, gripping the box tightly with his fingers, his fingertips turned white.

Seeing him take it, Mo Xuan felt relieved.

He breathed a sigh of relief, held Ji Li's hand with a deep and gentle smile, folded his hands together, and wrapped them in his palms.

"A Li, I'm so happy that you're willing to accept. I, I wanted to prepare more, but for some reason, I wanted to say it just now. I should have prepared better. I, I really..."

He was so happy that he didn't know what to say, he just wanted to hug his A Li tightly.

"A Li, I'm so happy. I promised you that I will give you an original Styx. Now it has been rebuilt and it is exactly the same as before. You will like it. We will hold the wedding there, okay ?"

He chased after the victory, trying to please him.

Little did he know that the three words 'Styx' instantly hurt Ji Li's heart.

His already numb heart began to ache again, and soon spread to the internal organs, the pain made his body almost convulsive.

"Styx?" His stern voice broke through the air sharply: "How dare you mention Styx to me?"

Mo Xuan's heart fell from heaven to abyss in an instant.

He got it.

"A Li, listen to me, I didn't mean to lie to you, please calm down, I really didn't mean it." He wanted to hug Ji Li in a panic, his words of defense seemed so weak.

Ji Li pushed him away fiercely, and the velvet box in his hand was thrown out because of too much force, the light of the ring flashed, and rolled down into the soil of the garden.

"Didn't you mean it? You were! You're a liar! Bastard! Murderer!"

Ji Li yelled at him in an unprecedented, almost crazy, hysterical attitude, and tears flowed down his face again uncontrollably.

Mo Xuan tried in vain to hug him and comfort him: "A Li, calm down, I know I was wrong, you can beat me and scold me, you can do whatever you want."

Ji Li turned a deaf ear, he grabbed Mo Xuan's skirt tightly, his eyes were red: "Do you know that there are tens of millions of people on Styx, and they all died just because of your order, all of them died!" !"

He will never forget that day, when the last line of defense was defeated by the flames of war, and his people were slaughtered without any resistance, and even their bones did not survive under the destructive weapons.

Such hatred can never be melted away!

He looked at the person in front of him with resentment. This was the love of his life, but it was the culprit who hurt him.

Mo Xuan was stared at by his eyes, and the grief in his heart was beyond words. He really regretted it, but there was nothing he could do. He wanted to make up for it, but he didn't know where to start.

"A Li, I was wrong... I really know I was wrong... Please..."

He had nothing to say, only an almost humble entreaty.

But Ji Li will no longer be soft-hearted because of this, he stares at him indifferently, full of hatred and anger, every word is like a knife piercing into his heart.

"I will never, never forgive you. I hate you."

Mo Xuan hugged him in pain and locked him in his arms.

They started a long, endless argument.

In other words, it was Ji Li's unilateral anger.

How much I loved once, how much I hate now.

Sacrifice is like a different person, there is no trace of the original tenderness left.

Mo Xuan also gradually became agitated because of his hatred and resentment, he couldn't even calm down Ji Li.

Just because he himself is the source of Ling Jili's madness and resentment.

Once again, Ji Li slapped away the hand he wanted to get close to: "Go away, don't touch me. You make me sick."

Mo Xuan has also fallen into a little madness, and being rejected again and again has completely wiped out his calm and self-restraint.

He opened the drawer vigorously, making a loud bang.

In the drawer was a slender dagger the size of a palm, which he had given to Ji Li, and they all clearly remembered where it was.

He stuffed the dagger into Ji Li's hand, and a crazy, desperate look flashed in his eyes: "A Li, you really hate me so much, just kill me, I will do whatever you want."

Ji Li clenched the dagger in his hand, his pupils dilated.

"A Li, let's do it, I don't want to torture each other with you anymore."

He pressed on step by step, and Ji Li retreated subconsciously until there was no way to retreat.

He held the dagger tightly in his hand, and stared at Mo Xuan rightly.

Mo Xuan bullied him, pressing his chest against the tip of the gleaming dagger, his dark pupils were like black holes.

He is like a desperate gambler, betting everything on his own, just for this game.

Ji Li's hand holding the dagger trembled uncontrollably.

One inch, just one more inch forward, and the tip of the knife will plunge into Mo Xuan's heart.

As long as he uses a little force, he can take revenge and Mo Xuan will die.

But his hand trembled even more, almost unable to hold the dagger.

Ding--

The dagger was thrown aside viciously, hitting the decorative artifact.

Ji Li covered his face, weeping in despair, tears oozing from his fingers.

He slumped weakly, leaning against the wall and fell to the ground, curled up in a corner in pain.

Mo Xuan hugged him tightly, and kept messy kisses on his forehead and fingers, both forceful and gentle.

……crazy.

"A Li, you can't kill me, just love me."

"You promised me..."

"You promised me..."

He murmured in a low voice, with pleading and pain, and kissed Ji Li's ear.

"A Li, don't leave me..."

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These chapters may be a bit cruel, I will try my best to write more here!