He smiled and shook his head, "In my heart, if I have to face death next moment, I will still have no worries."

These words made Mo Shuruo panic, and she grabbed his shoulders, "Then think about me, what will happen to me if you die because of this?"

Yanjue said calmly: "I'll forget about it after thinking about it for a few years."

"I can't forget it!" She said sternly: "How can you forget it? You can't see my face or my heart, so you don't understand!"

He was stunned for a moment, "I understand."

She shook her head, "No, you won't understand."

The empty underground river became quiet again, and the banquet would no longer continue to debate this issue.

"How did you find out that I can't see?"

Mo Shuruo let go of his hand and sat down again, recovering from his trance, "Do you remember the night when Xinling presented the Ghost Festival? I didn't actually paint, I just wrote a few words."

Yanjue lay on the ground and sighed: "So you knew it so early..."

"Actually, there are still many things you don't know." He doesn't know if there will be a tomorrow after today. Mo Shuruo no longer wants to hide the little secrets in his heart, "It was me who caused you to lose your eyes on Tianmu Peak...

I didn't expect you to hide it so well. For four years, you deceived everyone, including me."

"On Tianmu Peak?" Yan Jue was surprised and seemed to be remembering something.

Mo Shuruo continued: "Do you still remember the first time we met?" She gently wiped away the blood on his lips with a warm smile, "When I first arrived at Tianmu Peak that year, I got lost and met you.

You said to me, 'What are you afraid of? I just want to ask you if you can't find the way back'."

Yanjue was surprised, "That girl is you!"

She smiled and said: "I also hide it well."

"I should have thought that it was you." She didn't do anything to hide it in the first place. He just didn't realize it. "I remember that I was already at the foot of the mountain after waking up. At that time, I asked Hua Ci, but she didn't mention anything.

If you say you don't know, I always thought you were dead..."

Mo Shuruo sat beside him motionless, looking into the darkness in the distance, as if he had returned to the time when we first met. "If I hadn't met you, you would not have lost your light..."

"I..." His voice was weak, and his energy began to fade, "I... didn't blame..."

Mo Shuruo watched him slowly close his eyes, and no longer wanted to wake him up like crazy. Instead, he cried and laughed at the same time, "You don't blame me, but I blame myself..." She cried like a mess, "You know

Well... I have liked a person for many years, and I have been in love with him since the first moment I saw him. But to him, I am just a stranger." Thinking of what he just said, she rejected it again, "

No, it's not a stranger, it should be a dead person..."

Maybe it was because she was unwilling to let five years of love go to waste and her true feelings were wasted. Or maybe it was his kindness that made her mistakenly think that it was love. At this moment, even if she didn't get a response from him, she wouldn't

She felt sad, at least she told him in front of him.

Tears fell one by one, and she returned her eyes to his face, but her body remained motionless, "Have you ever liked someone?" She just looked at him, her eyes burning, full of friendship, as if she wanted to

Make up for everything in the next life. "If I can't see him again in this life, I won't be happy even if I'm alive." She laughed and cried, slowly closed her eyes, tilted her body, and fainted next to him.

In the underground river, there is only the continuous sound of water.

In the mist, there are red flying flowers flying all over the sky.
Chapter completed!