Rong Yi stood in the torrential rain, the night rain was continuous, like silver beads falling, smashing on his body, sliding down the gorgeous brocade purple robe, and drawing crystal marks on the grass, like the most precious teardrops.

The rain was too heavy, washing away his face, and what fell on his eyes was only the light purple figure that would not change at any time, and the unparalleled elegance and temperament.

"Rong Yi, hurry up and untie it for me!" Ming Yulong stood in the distance unable to move, and shouted with wide eyes.

In the rain curtain, Rong Yi's shining eyes in the past were as cold as chiseled ice stones, and his voice was light and fluttering in the air, empty and light.

"Ming Yulong, you stand beside the Spring of the Moon God and think about it, and see if the cold rain can soften your heart, so that it is not as hard as a rock, as ruthless as an ice cube!

Think about what you did and what you said tonight! Until you figure it out! ”

"Understand what?" The veins of Ming Yulong's whole body were like cold water, and a chill came out, and in the heavy rain that the person who smashed couldn't open his eyes, he gritted his teeth and asked.

Rong Yi looked at the eyes of the woman in the water, her eyes were as bright as a torch, and like the darkness of the night, the cold rain could extinguish a fire, but Rong Yi only felt that there was a flame burning in her heart, and the more it burned, the more intense it became.

"I like you, I value you, and I think of you as the most important treasure in this life.

Even if you know that you already have me in your heart, but you still turn me away, I can be regarded as completely ignorant of the way. Because whether you agree or not, it's your freedom. ”

The sound of rain rushed down, like a jade bead hitting a gold plate, almost covering up all the sounds of heaven and earth, but Ming Yulong could hear every word of him clearly.

"In the flowing water, you don't want to admit that you have a relationship with me, I know you and understand you.

Because you still have an unclear marriage contract with Nalan Jun now, if you stand on the stage, it will inevitably cause a storm, so if you don't come up, I won't blame you.

I respect your feelings, understand your grievances, understand your heart, and even if I lose the opportunity to be blessed on the peach blossom once in a decade, I have no regrets.

You can throw the magnolia flower away, you can choose to tear it and burn it, or either way to make it disappear, as long as you feel happy.

But—"

Rong Yi laughed, different from the graceful and luxurious smile in the past, his expression was in the rain, cold as ice, like an ice blade thin and sharp,

"Please don't give this affection to others at will, because it is worth a lot in my heart."

Ming Yulong knew why his anger, his madness, and his sadness came from!

His fingertips were cold when he touched her, his palms were cold, and even the temperature of his lips that roamed between her necks was cold.

She knew what he was angry about, she knew what he was angry about, but she was even more angry with herself!

She thought that she had concealed her affection, that she had hidden her thoughts, and that she could pretend that she didn't know anything and kept it here until that day came.

It's a pity that all this has long been seen through by this man, this gentle, charming, and hateful man who knows her thoughts.

He is like a jade Buddha, walking in the world, with his noble and supreme posture