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Chapter 195

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    Her thoughts were really messed up, and it was difficult for her to force herself to sort out those messy and disordered memories, especially together with the strong emotions brought to her by the memories, they seemed to want to compete, without any regard for her master's wishes,  Let her already bruised heart be thrown into the torment of magma.

    She even started to feel a little dizzy, nauseous, and wanted to vomit, but she held on, trying to let go of everything for the time being, closing her eyes and leaning against the wall of the car, trying to take a break.

    Qing Mu, who had been watching her worriedly, picked up the cloak next to her distressedly, leaned over, and covered her body carefully, but did not return to her position immediately, but in that position, looking close at hand, seemed  That pale little face.

    There was a tired look between the corners of her eyes and brows, she seemed to have just experienced something very strenuous, she was so tired that she didn't even notice him approaching.

    At this moment, her fragile glass that seemed to be broken if she wasn't paying attention made Qingmu's finger that originally wanted to land on her face shrink away when she was about to touch it.

    Clenched into fists, gathered under the sleeves, but still staring blankly, as if afraid that everything in front of him is actually just a dream of his own, and everything will disappear when he wakes up from the dream.

    That way he won't be able to accept it.

    Xu Shi has been looking at it for a long time, his eyes are a little sore, with a little crystal, and they are rolling around. He took off the mahogany hairpin on his bun, and his black hair fell like a waterfall, making his distinct facial features a little less  Rigid, a little more soft, and a little pathetic loneliness.

    With the lightly closed eyelids, there is a soft light in the eyes, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, and the white fingers like jade gently pinch the corner of the sleeve, and wipe the dust that does not exist on the mahogany hairpin like a treasure.

    With his movements, the long black hair hangs down from both sides, covering most of his face and making the shadow on his body more and more heavy, giving people a feeling that he is obviously not curled up in a dark corner, but has a kind of depression and heaviness  , a distressing sense of sight.

    He has imagined many times what Tao'er will be like after she regains her memory, even the worst plan, but when this moment really comes, watching her deliberately avoid his sight, deliberately  Using silence to avoid conversation is really heartbreaking.

    The more she showed unwillingness to face him, it could only show that the junior brother held a heavy weight in her heart, so heavy that she began to have to worry and struggle, making difficult choices, and escaping from reality.

    The sourness in his heart became stronger and stronger, and it was hard to restrain, tears blurred his vision, when it dripped from his eyes and splashed on the wooden hairpin in his hand, he was so bitter that he couldn't even smile.

    He doesn't blame her, it's not Tao'er's fault, it's him, so useless, who didn't find her in the first place.

    He is even less qualified to resent anyone other than himself. If there is no junior, Tao'er may not be able to stand in front of him now. He has missed a lot, but he deserves it.

    It was because he couldn't find her that he missed so much time with her and let another person enter her heart.

    Wiping the water marks on the wooden hairpin in self-loathing, the tears could not stop falling silently, drop by drop, hot and scalding, falling on the hairpin on the wooden hairpin, and hitting the heart in a dull manner.

    He felt that he was falling somewhere, struggled powerlessly, his body began to chill, his fingertips trembled, his eyes became dull, until a warm little hand appeared in front of him, and took the peach wood hairpin in his hand  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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