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Being alert and sensitive, he heard the sound of footsteps. Without turning his head around, he pointed his right hand at the door and howled in a heart-wrenching manner, "Scram! Why haven't you scram yet? Scram!"

Even though she knew very well that this insult wasn't directed at her, she could still imagine him throwing a tantrum at a girl who had nothing to do with it. If he knew that she was the one who had indirectly killed Xiang Lian, then he would probably kill her instead of shout out in anger.

Mo Qin didn't hear the sound of the person leaving and shouted again, "You slut, immediately scram."

Yao Sisi was infuriated. She raised her hand and pointed at Mo Qin's back, "Are you even a man? I don't even care if I'm a woman. You, on the other hand, are endless. If you're a man, just pay attention to your cultivation."

Mo Qin suddenly turned around and looked straight at Yao Sisi, her lips rippling with a cold smile, her smile finally changing into a tragic self-deprecating smile, "Since you came here, how can you not know that I'm not a man anymore? Why should I still pay attention to cultivation, why?"

There were ten lines in Yao Sisi's heart. When she saw Mo Qin's appearance, she forcefully swallowed her words. Mo Qin's beauty was masculine, with reddened eyes, a tall nose, and carved features. In Yao Sisi's eyes, Mo Li loved her more than the feminine Mo Qin. Looking at the miserable Mo Qin, Yao Sisi couldn't help but step forward to help him drive away the grief.

"What are you doing?" When Yao Sisi's hand was lifted into the air, Mo Qin held it tightly.

Yao Sisi struggled to answer, "It hurts, be gentle. What can I do? Didn't she just want to help you smooth the space between your eyebrows? If you're not happy, I won't do it, so hurry up and let me go! "

Mo Qin let go of Yao Sisi's wrist in a daze as if she was struck by lightning. In her mind, Mo Qin recalled what Xiang Lian told him before. That gentle hand did indeed wipe away his worries, but now, she could never ever help smooth the space between his eyebrows and make him laugh. Mo Qin continued to retreat until she had nowhere to retreat to. She crouched down and slid down the wall. She repeated a name: "Xiang Lian!"

Yao Sisi had never seen a man cry for her beloved woman before. She had also never seen a man's despair before, especially a beautiful man's despair that was even more heartbreaking. She wanted to comfort him, but she suddenly realized that she had no stance, and there was no use comforting him now.

Time stood still for a moment, a moment when the house no longer belonged here, as if it were standing in a cold winter, a cold, piercing pain that swallowed the living heart. He could not help but sigh!

The furthest distance in the world.

No, I'm standing right in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.

But, you know you love each other, but you can never be together.

After a while, the chaos in Mo Qin's eyes gradually turned into despair and sorrow, and his loud wailing turned into a silly and bitter smile. This situation shocked Yao Sisi. With one hand against the wall, Mo Qin pressed down on his heart and staggered to the front of the desk. He picked up an antique vase and threw it down. The vase shattered and pieces scattered everywhere.

Yao Sisi blurted out, "No, Mo Qin, what do you want?" Mo Qin didn't even look at Yao Sisi. She bent down to pick up a sharp piece of porcelain. She slowly raised her hand, looked at the ceiling and smirked, "Xiang Lian, I'll accompany you right now."

Yao Sisi couldn't care less about the illogical logic. Following the modern TV series' Negotiating Specialist ', she blurted out, "If you die like this, how can you face Xiang Lian?"

At the last moment, Mo Qin's hands stopped slashing and his eyes regained a trace of clarity. "You lied. If I die, I can be with Xiang Lian."

"You are wrong. For the sake of giving you a chance to leave this place and live a normal life, Xiang Lian sacrificed her chastity and even sacrificed her precious life. Yet, you gave up on your own and wanted to die. If a person dies and loses the memory of this life, then wouldn't the love of the sweet lotus disappear with your death? Do you really hope that Xiang Lian will not die in peace? " Yao Sisi was frantically asking Mo Qin every step of the way. She didn't even know what she had said, but she was trying her best to stall for time and change the situation.

Mo Qin hesitated. He didn't want to forget the sweet lotus, and he didn't want her to die, but he also wanted to go down and accompany her. He was so conflicted that it felt like there were thousands of bees in his mind.

"I was at the scene when Xiang Lian died. Xiang Lian told me to tell you that she wanted you to live, and she also asked me to save you. She was happy and happy to lead a normal life."