Looking Back at Qing, It's Still the Same

From meeting to knowing each other, from knowing each other to separation. Not really. Mochizuki, dressed in gauze, looked back at Qing and smiled. He stood under the moon and said with a gentle smile: Xiao Wei, come here. In an instant, the landscape turned pale, just because of that smile. He said: Xiaofei, what if I say, I didn't lie to you? Do you believe me? She said: I want to believe you. The tenderness in his eyes gradually faded. He looked at her and she looked at him. She still didn't believe him. He said: So, Xiaofei, you hate me so much? She smiled sadly: I wish I could hate you, but in the end, I didn't even have any hatred. The smile at the corner of her mouth was still there, but the tenderness had completely disappeared. He said: I let you go. She said: Never again. Turning around, Yunxiu pulled away without a trace of melancholy. In an instant, the tears burst out and remained, no longer scrupulous. Si Xishang, if I could do it all over again, I would never see you or remember your name again. Really, I'm not going to lie to you. Isolated under the moonlight, my smile remained but faded, quiet, and I didn't regret it at all. I will use the blood all over my body to exchange for your mother and daughter's happiness for the rest of their lives. On that night when blood flew into the sky, Jingxiao held Si Xishang in her arms, covered in blood and feeling empty. Kissed his thin lips, Nightmare smiled, I will accompany you.