"The girl is so daring!" The voice came from the inner room, Ming Ge raised his eyes, and saw a snow-white robe, Mei Wuxian coming out of the house.

If Mei Wuxian is not a flower thief and a mountain king, he is actually a beautiful son, he looks upright and does not say anything, a pair of eyes are like peach blossom eyes that fascinate in the book, and Mei Wuxian is smiling and grinning all the time, making people feel that he is like a gentleman who does not learn and has no skills, and such a man is the easiest to win the favor of girls.

Seeing Ming Ge and the black mole on Ming Ge's brow, Mei Wuxian was slightly stunned.

There is a black mole on the brow of the host Xun Mingge, which can be regarded as a black mole of the host's signature, when the host is in Sanci'an, many pilgrims just like the host's mole, and there is even a so-called scholar who wrote a poem for this mole.

Mei's expressions couldn't escape Ming Ge's eyes!

Ming Ge suddenly felt that in the host's life, Mei Wuxian knew that the host was the person he had hurt.

The only thing that was kept in the dark was the host.

Now that this person has recognized her, Ming Ge stopped talking nonsense, she smiled and looked at Mei Wuxian, "Thank you for the compliment, you don't have much guts, but rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry." ”

Mei Wuxian didn't speak, he approached Ming Ge, his eyes fixed on Ming Ge's face, and only after a long time did he look into Ming Ge's eyes. looked at Ming Ge, and how could he not know that Ming Ge had already recognized him.

He slowly lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said for a while, "You? ”

The phrase that you are still alive was turned into by a knot in his mouth, "How did you find this place?" ”

Ming Ge continued to laugh, "You know me? ”

Mei Wuxian didn't say anything, he turned around and walked towards the house, and after walking a few steps, he found that Ming Ge hadn't followed, he turned his head to look at Ming Ge and said, "You come with me!" ”

Mingge got up and followed.

Entering the inner room, the furnishings in the room were even more elegant, Ming Ge glanced at it slightly, but Mei Wuxian had already walked to the head of the bed, picked up the sword hanging at the head of the bed from the head of the bed, walked in front of Ming Ge with both hands and handed it to Ming Ge,

Ming Ge didn't answer, just looked at him calmly.

Mei Wuxian stared at the sword in his hand with his eyebrows, and when he saw that Ming Ge didn't answer, he said, "The right side of the chest is the position of the heart, you can stab it directly, you can kill me with a sword, if you don't understand the hatred, you can also hack me to death with a sword." This sword has no trace, it has been with me for many years, and like my brother, you use it to kill me, which can be regarded as the best revenge for me! ”

His voice was low, not the slightest joke or ridicule!

Ming Ge didn't take the sword, "Why?" ”

This is what the host has always wanted to ask, but it is too late to ask, and it is not afraid to ask!

Why?

He didn't look like a mad flower thief at all, and everything else seemed normal except for that incident.

The main thing is that he was so good and so good to the host, who would have thought that he had done something like that back then.

Why?

Mei Wuji's lips moved, and he whispered to Shang Mingge's stubborn gaze, "Back then, I provoked many enemies when I was young, but I didn't know it, and I was drugged by my so-called friends at that time, and I entered your house in a daze......"

Ming Ge interrupted him, "A delirious person would paint plum blossoms on the wall? ”

"I drew the plum blossoms first when I entered the house!"

"So what? You are a flower thief, don't say that you have your own festival/exercise, doing this kind of thing is a last resort, and you want to find me responsible for me! ”

"I was framed after that day, I lived and died several times, and then I went to Maicheng to find your family, your family has moved, and I didn't have your whereabouts after several inquiries, and they all said that you were sick and died!"

Ming Ge glared at him, his chest rolling, and she couldn't suppress the grievances and sadness.

This is the host's affection.

I have been looking forward to the people in the family looking for her, but I didn't expect that the so-called family had announced that she had passed away, even if the host's soul was still a little bit left in the body, but hearing the news, it was still unacceptable.

With a long exhale, he suppressed the tumbling love in his heart, and Ming Ge glared at Mei Wuxian at this time, "I don't believe what you said, and I won't kill you, killing you really stains my hands!" ”

"Oh!" Mei Wuxian replied in a low voice, he put the sword in his hand on the table, and he himself sat on the chair on the table, and then looked up at Ming Ge.

What was this man's reaction?

Ming Ge felt as if he had smashed his fist on the cotton ball.

She said that she would not kill him because the host's feelings for this person were very complicated in her heart, and this man pushed the host into hell, but like an angel gave the host the last light.

The host did not dare to face this person, because he was afraid that the truth was bloody and more cruel than the host knew.

This last glimmer of light is like a lifeline for the host!

But this man did something wrong, how could he be so calm, Ming Ge said that he would not kill him, and he seemed to have become a nobody.

In the bottom of Ming Ge's heart, because of this person's attitude, he was already thinking about what method to use to torture him in the future, and what method to use to make his life worse than death.

The man sat on the chair with his head down, as if he felt Ming Ge's murderous gaze falling on him, he didn't look up, but said, "I'm actually not as dirty as you think!" ”

There was a thick grievance plea in his voice.

Ming Ge said that killing him would stain her hands, and the man felt aggrieved that Ming Ge spoke like this.

A strong/traitorous thief picking flowers and stealing such a tone should have been hypocritical and contrived, but this man was so well disguised that it made people even have the illusion that he was the victim.

Ming Ge subconsciously lowered her gaze to the sword on the table, and she began to think about whether she should use the sword to poke this man into a sieve!

"I had a few bad friends at the time, and we used to hang out together!" Mei Wuxian used the words "riding a horse leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves" to describe it very appropriately, when the romantic and suave did not know sorrow, and the young man's heart was even more unclear, "Once I made a bet that I lost, my friends coaxed, and the person who lost wanted to steal eighteen belly pockets from those daughters' boudoirs in the city, and also leave marks in those boudoirs." ”

When he said this, he secretly glanced at the woman standing by the window with her back to him, and her eyes changed from a wry smile at the beginning to a sad smile, "At that time, we happened to stay in Maicheng. Your boudoir is the boudoir of the eighteenth woman I entered, and someone blew incense in your boudoir before I entered it, and I was on the Tao to treat you like that. ”

When he said this, he seemed to remember the past, and his face was painful.