There is no escape, the son is hard to coax

"Little Qi, do you hope that others will listen to you willingly, or do you hope that others will obey you because of your oppression?" Luo Qianshu maintained a look of earnest teaching on his face, and did not immediately respond to Master Mo Qi's waywardness. preach.

"It's good to be willing to listen to my young master. If you are really disobedient, then you have to use force to suppress it." Young master Moqi raised his eyebrows, and put away the fan with a "wow", revealing his domineering character.

Mr. Luo Da was silent for a while, and finally couldn't hold back the depression in his heart, he poked a certain young master on the forehead and started nagging.

"Do you know what respect is? Do you know what it means to convince others with virtue? Everyone has a self in their hearts, and they work hard for themselves. What right do you have to deprive others of their freedom and change their minds? Ah? You give Let me make it clear, if you can't think of a good speech today, copy "The Analects of Confucius" for me twenty times!" Mr. Luo angrily scolded Mo Qiyue, and at the same time threw a volume of books into the opponent's arms.

""The Analects of Confucius"?" Young Master Mo Qi exclaimed, feeling deeply that the world is dull, but when he wanted to bargain with Mr. Luo again, he had already flung his sleeves and walked away gracefully.

Brother Luo, although I don't understand what your so-called standard of respect is, and what is the standard of convincing others with virtue, but as long as it is your idea, I will support it.Therefore, even if I know that the risk is extremely high, I am not willing to stop your thoughts.As long as you don't regret it, then Xiaoqi will bear the regret and pain for you later...

Mo Qiyue turned her back, not looking at the door that was gradually closing.

"It's still too late for you to regret it now." Looking at Luo Qianshu, her gaze stayed on the closed door, and Wan Yue couldn't help but speak.

It wasn't that he suddenly became overwhelmed with sympathy, but that this incident was also related to Mo Qiyue's mood. He didn't want to see the face that rarely smiled and become more sad.

"Mr. Wanyue, please." Looking at Wanyue solemnly, Luo Qianshu looked firm.

"Really don't think about it anymore? Maybe you can try it for a few days first?" Wan Yue asked again.

"Sir, I've made up my mind." Shaking his head, Luo Qianshu didn't want to make any changes.

Some people, the longer they miss something, the harder it is to let go.If the poison of poppy has penetrated into his blood and brain, making him unable to get rid of it no matter what, then Mo Qiyue is the totem carved deep in his soul. No matter how many times he reincarnates, he will never give up finding his desire.

Not seeing, not speaking, not speaking, is to remind myself that I still have a wish in this life that has not been fulfilled, and this wish will become the driving force for him to resist the poison of poppy, so that he can always maintain the most persistent attachment until he succeeds until.

"I hope you won't regret it." Taking a deep look at Luo Qianshu, Wan Yue's tone had a rare trace of gentleness.

He could clearly see the turmoil in Luo Qianshu's eyes. If he didn't want to break the boat and give it a go, who would give up the last chance to say goodbye to the person he cares about?

"Eat it." Handing Luo Qianshu a shiny black pill, Wan Yue returned to the previous indifference, as if the previous sigh was just an illusion of others.

Without asking for details, Luo Qianshu swallowed the pill resolutely, then closed her eyes and lay down on a bed with specially raised shoulders.

Cutting the sutras and washing the marrow, blood conversion, it seems feasible to say, but in practice, how can it be successful without the means of a god and a man?

Luo Qianshu knew very well that he was playing against the god of death this time, if he couldn't persist in the past, then he would have to find the person he was thinking of in the next life...

Mo Qiyue touched her throbbing heart, not knowing how to describe her mood at this time.

He is not a child who is simply ignorant of the world, and Luo Qianshu is the only one who always thinks that he has a child's heart, sometimes naughty, sometimes sensible, and everything is just trying to be fresh and interesting.However, if this child who seemed heartless to him had already had different feelings for him in his heart, would he still treat himself like this as before?Although I understand that his feelings for me are not purely a master-student relationship, but if I think about it carefully, maybe the fragility of this feeling will be beyond everyone's expectations...

"Since you can't bear it, why don't you say it?" The icy breath is like the snow that is about to melt in winter, making people feel like retreating the first time they come into contact with it.

Lingyou appeared beside Mo Qiyue just like that, without the slightest vitality of a living person, and the words he uttered seemed to be able to freeze into ice beads if he was not careful.

"Ling... Lingyou... You, why are you here?" Mo Qiyue tensed up a little nervously, with a flustered look on her face, as if she had done something she shouldn't have done and felt guilty.

"Why can't I be here?" Ling Yue's eyes moved slightly, which made Mo Qiyue, who was surrounded by his pupils, even more frightened.

Mo Qiyue didn't know why he was suddenly so afraid of Zero's appearance. He was able to adapt to the strength of the other party when they parted before.But at this moment, what happened to the fear rising from the bottom of my heart?

"Answer me, why can't I be here?" A strong sense of oppression slowly gathered on Mo Qiyue's body, and what radiated from his pupils was the icy air that could condense everything.

"I... I didn't mean that..." Stepping back with some fear, Mo Qiyue wanted to suppress the fear rising from the bottom of her heart, but found that the more she suppressed, the stronger the emotion.

"Isn't it? What's that?" Mo Qiyue retreated, and followed whenever he could, without giving him any time or space to escape.

"I... I'm just surprised that you appeared so silently..." Mo Qiyue's voice became weaker and weaker as she got closer and closer.

"Oh, is that really the case?" Re-opening the distance, Ling You smiled lightly, but very willfully.

"Are you... are you okay?" Although Yu Ling was awe-inspiring, Mo Qiyue couldn't help asking one more question when she saw the other party's dusty appearance.

No matter what time it is, I pay great attention to the fragments of my own form. Even after running around in the mountains for several days, I have arranged for people to take care of my daily life at any time.Although he was wrapped in a long cloak, he couldn't hide the feeling of fatigue.

"Where is he?" Leaning at Mo Qiyue, Ling You didn't answer the other party's question, but turned around, as if looking for something.

Mo Qiyue's face froze, and before she could even react, her body jumped onto Lingyou's body one step faster, and hugged him tightly—although this strength is actually more appropriate to call it a "hoop". .

Regarding Mo Qiyue's initiative to "throw herself into her arms", Ling You was more surprised than surprised.It's not that he doesn't know Mo Qiyue's fear and avoidance of himself, so he chooses to suppress himself as much as possible.But when the other party is so straightforward to arouse your emotions, it is very difficult to suppress them.

Lingyou gently covered Mo Qiyue's hands, feeling the warmth that belonged to him at this moment. When he closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again, there was no coldness in them, replaced by a frustration that was too thick to melt away and sorrow.

You care about your big brother Luo, you care about Wan Yue who has only met you for a few days, you care about all the servants and guards under you, why does Dudu just refuse to care about me?

I can hide my sharpness and nature for you, ignore those superfluous existences for you, and even watch you walk away from me... What about you?When will you be able to face up to my existence?When will you smile just because you see me-even if it's just a slight curl of your lips?

"Xiaoqi, can't you trust me?" With a little force, he broke Mo Qiyue's hands tightly clasped around his waist, and Lingyou asked softly.

Mo Qiyue's face stiffened almost invisibly, and her hands hung down feebly.

He doesn't understand ZERO, really doesn't.

If a person is too powerful, how can he dare to speculate if he is as ordinary?It's just that with those little connivances, it's like stepping on thin ice to explore cautiously.Ask him if he can believe it, don't you find it ridiculous?Just like a cat asks for trust in a mouse, how do you know that the pampering at this moment will not be sad when the ending is announced the next moment?Even if it wasn't, the cat's sharp claws came to catch the prey, maybe inadvertently, the little mouse that he once loved infinitely turned into a cold corpse.

"Where is Wanyue? Where is Luo Qianshu? Speaking of which, I seem to have never seen the true faces of the two of them!" Reluctant to look at the indecision on Mo Qiyue's face, Zero moved her footsteps lightly , the distance between Mo Qiyue and Mo Qiyue is like the end of the world.

In fact, whether it is Luo Qianshu or Wanyue, as long as he thinks, he can find it in a few breaths.It's just that spark in my heart that doesn't want to go out, but is still humbly begging for a little trust from Mo Qiyue.

"I can't let you hurt them." Mo Qiyue uttered such a sentence stiffly, and her heart was even heavier.

He wanted to believe in nothing, but he was even more afraid of something happening to Luo Qianshu and Wan Yue.If this was his own misunderstanding, then afterward, he would definitely apologize to Lingyou and admit his mistake.At this time, Luo Qianshu was wandering between life and death, he couldn't afford to take that risk.

"Really?" Lingyou looked directly at Mo Qiyue with the only eyes that were revealed and able to convey his wishes. There seemed to be a little smile in his pupils, and he seemed to want to cry.

"No...don't!" Under the pressure of Ling You's strong momentum, Mo Qiyue managed to spit out what he wanted to say, but there was only an empty courtyard in front of him, and only a pair of footprints spread on the ground. The cracks proved that there was once such a person standing here.