In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Leng Mujing looked at the snow on the tree-lined avenue, and couldn't help but sigh, finally returning here...

Although they had only left the ice field for a few hours, it had been several months since the human world. When they left, they were still in summer. When they came back, they saw that the world was covered with pure white, as beautiful as a painting.

Xuemo walked in quietly, stood behind him, and looked at his back with a little excitement, gently putting the coffee cup on the table.

Leng Mujing was looking at the scene outside the window, but he felt a pair of hands attached to his waist. Someone gently hugged him behind him and leaned his head gently on his back. He was a little stunned and smelled a nice scent of lavender.

Just silent...

"I'm sorry." Xuemo's low voice echoed throughout the room, choking.

Leng Mujing lowered his head and covered his slender hands on his waist. He didn't dare to break free from her arms and looked back at her. Did she... cry?

"I'm sorry..." Xuemo leaned on his back, closed her eyes and sighed softly, "Jing, I really didn't know how to face you at that time. I know... how much torture my choice at that time would be for you. But I... Actually, I'm really afraid, I don't want to lose you..."

Leng Mujing suddenly broke free from Xuemo's arms, turned around and looked at her coldly, with a hint of alienation in his words, "So, didn't you choose to leave in the end? Even if you didn't die later, survived as a brand new identity, forgot everyone, and everyone forgot you. But it made me remember you, remember our past, and memories. Do you think I'm fun..."

He suddenly approached Xuemo's face and stared at her purple eyes with tears, making Xuemo's heartbeat seem to have a slap, but his next sentence made her heartbeat seem to be about to stop, "Don't you think you are too selfish..."

Xuemo stared at him in a daze, and a hint of panic flashed across her face, "No, Jing...I...I know I'm too selfish. But..."

Why is this happening? She originally thought... she would be very happy after recovering her memory. But... why is it completely different from what she thinks now? Is she too self-indulgent... She thought he was waiting for him...

Xuemo suddenly lowered her hand and stared at Jing's face, "So... are you hating me now..."

"Yes!" Leng Mujing looked at her, and the once gentle eyes no longer had warmth, only endless coldness. The firm word made Xuemo's mouth curl a desolate smile.

They all hated... Where else can love come from... Xuemo lowered her head lonely and turned around and left.

"The more I love you, I hate you!" A sentence behind me made Xuemo stop. She turned around and looked at him foolishly, but saw a smile on his face that was still tense just now.

What's the meaning……

Leng Mujing walked up to her, stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, and looked at her affectionately, "I thought I loved you all the time, but after your memory was restored, I realized that I actually hated you..." He blinked at her who was still in a daze.

"I hate you for sacrificing yourself, I hate you for making the whole world forget your existence, I hate you... Why did I make me fall in love with you hopelessly!"

Xuemo then realized that she blushed in the face of Leng Mujing's affectionate gaze, and couldn't help but punch him in the chest, "You fool me!"
Chapter completed!