MTL - Cataclysm King-Chapter 257 I'm here to see you for the last time

Chapter 257 I’m here to see you for the last time

Ji Xun usually meditates all night instead of resting.

 But it was rare to have a good night's sleep last night.

 In the early morning, the buildings of Saifei Manor were lit up, and the lighthouses in Black Gold City in the distance gradually lit up.

This mining city has also started a new day.

The light shines into the wooden house through the glass of the window.

 The furnishings in the room gradually gained some brilliance from the darkness.

Ji Xun’s biological clock was on time, and he opened his eyes at this time.

 As soon as I woke up, I felt a warm and soft feeling on my chest.

Ji Xun smiled slightly.

Song Yu, who had been struggling all night, was currently sleeping in his arms.

I don’t know what I was dreaming about, but there was still a slight smile on the corner of that pretty face.

She buried her head on Ji Xun's shoulder as affectionately as a cat, and her slightly curly hair exuded a faint fragrance.

Ji Xun could not look away from her eyes for a long time, it was so beautiful that she shone.

At this moment, a strand of hair fell on the tip of her nose, tickling her, and Song Yu moved slightly in her arms.

Ji Xun gently lifted the hair on her temples with his fingers.

It was at this moment that he suddenly noticed that his heartbeat was beating violently from that steady state to "thumping" several times.

Ji Xun knew that the girl was awake and said good morning with a smile: "Good morning, Miss Yu."

  But received no response.

Song Yu blinked his eyelashes slightly, and his eyes were already turning, pretending not to wake up.

 Because she felt it clearly, the quilt only covered her waist, and a large piece of her spring light was in the air.

At this moment of dawn, I can already see clearly, and it is difficult to feel ashamed.

Ji Xun found it interesting. He raised his eyebrows and caressed her beautiful back, but he didn't reveal it.

However, Song Yu still couldn't pretend to sleep. It was as if no one could see her little movements if she closed her eyes. Her delicate hands secretly pulled the quilt, and then instantly covered her head, covering her whole body in it, and said in a loud voice: "Ah Well. Good morning, Mr. Ji Xun."

 Suddenly I became polite.

Ji Xun also became familiar with her character after getting along with her these days.

 When you call your name, you are most relaxed.

With the addition of "Sir" at the end, it must mean that you are feeling a little uneasy.

The bold behavior last night used up all the courage of this fisherman lady. It was like Cinderella who lost her magic at midnight and suddenly turned back into the soft and quiet lady.

 After all, you are thin-skinned.

 But after a few breaths, Song Yu, who was hiding under the quilt, seemed to have figured out what he had to face no matter what.

She quietly exposed her head from the quilt, and looked at Ji Xun with a pair of big and smart eyes, blinking and looking carefully.

Ji Xun cast a doubtful look: "Huh???"

Song Yu smiled brightly: "Let me see if it's a dream."

 The two looked at each other, and the girl suddenly became cheerful.

　　After all, the two of them were touching each other honestly, and the intimacy of body temperature communication quickly diluted the shyness.

Song Yu moved his body and lay next to Ji Xun with a happy face.

This position is perfect for hugging, and Ji Xun's hands are also convenient.

 He gently rubbed her skin intentionally or unintentionally.

 It really feels like a feather, smooth and soft.

Song Yu naturally noticed the subtle joy and quietly catered to it.

With a smile on her face and eyes as pure as water, she suddenly asked: "How was the experience, Mr. Ji Xun?"

As she said this, she felt that the question was too explicit, and she stammered: "That...that I want to say is that I haven't tried it, and I don't really understand it."

Ji Xun said truthfully: "Miss Yu is great."

This kind of sincerity is mutual. Song Yu sneered and acknowledged: "Yeah! I think so too."

 The beautiful scene last night is still vivid in my mind.

Then the girl said something that would have made her blush in other places: "Mr. Ji Xun is also great~"

These words are filled with an air of ambiguity.

Ji Xun had a weird expression on his face as he listened.

 The secret of joy attached to "The Thought of the Sky Moon" is becoming more and more sophisticated. After this extremely pleasant experience, not only will you not be tired, but you will be in high spirits.

 Song Yu had most of the people attached to him, how could he not notice it?

She did not shy away from this kind of close contact. Instead, she smiled and joked: "Wow"

Ji Xun glanced at her helplessly.

Song Yu's eyes did not flinch, and he glanced slightly confused.

 The moment their eyes met, the atmosphere of ambiguity filled the entire tree house.

 It’s another morning with boundless spring scenery.

 A few days passed by.

Ji Xun has no interest in contacting other members of the Song family.

Song Yu accompanied him, and the two of them stayed in the wooden house.

 In addition to daily intimate activities, I just read books, practice spiritual practice, and chat.

 They will exchange some literature, philosophy, business, art and various issues.

 Both of them read a lot, as if there were too many things to talk about.

 There is no end to the conversation.

Ji Xun said he wanted to listen to music, and Song Yu also played the piano every day.

The melodious music of the piano floats among the trees, giving it a unique and quiet atmosphere.

The two of them would occasionally go to Black Gold City secretly to visit the pastry shops that Song Yu had loved since childhood, watch stage plays, or go to a pub for a drink.

 They also enjoy this kind of leisure time very much.

 But the good times also pass quickly.

 This day.

The morning dew outside the wooden house window drips on the green leaves, and the sound is fresh and peaceful.

Wearing a light nightgown, Song Yu was playing with the flowers in the flowerpot on the window sill.

The light shines through the nightgown, and the graceful figure flickers in and out.

Ji Xun sat cross-legged on the sofa, flipping through the classics and meditating as usual.

These days I feel extremely peaceful, and I feel an unprecedented peace of mind.

The two of them get along like this, even if they don't speak, it's very beautiful.

 But suddenly, something unexpected happened without warning.

Ji Xun suddenly sensed something in his heart and frowned slightly: "Is the time coming?"

 He clearly felt that he was leaving.

I never understood what the "weak state" on my dashboard was all about.

 It is understood now.

That "weak state" is the power of time blessed by [X-077-Time and Space Stamp], allowing him to stay in this time and space.

 It's like putting a swimming ring on a person who can't swim, giving him the ability to float in time.

 When the buoyancy disappears, he will sink to the bottom of the sea again.

 Now, the frail state has recovered to more than 90%.

 But this is not a good thing.

It is precisely because of this that Ji Xun more and more clearly perceives the feeling of being "rejected" by time and space.

 He has never forgotten that he does not belong to this era.

At this moment, Song Yu finished tinkering with the flowers, turned around and asked with a smile: "Mr. Ji Xun, what do you want to eat tonight? How about we go to Xicheng?"

Before he finished speaking, he happened to see Ji Xun's solemn expression.

She was very smart and could guess something quickly, but she asked cautiously: "What's wrong?"

Ji Xun glanced at her and said truthfully: "I might have to leave."

Song Yu's eyes dimmed instantly when he heard this.

　　After pondering for a moment, she asked calmly in the most understated tone: "Oh~ So, are we saying goodbye?"

 She could tell that Ji Xun was not happy. It was the first time she saw such an expression on his face.

She thought that if she was unhappy, the two of them would be even more unhappy.

Song Yu wants the last time the two of them get together to be as happy as before.

 A moment later, a smile appeared on that pretty face again.

 She came over and hung on Ji Xun's chest affectionately as usual.

 The touch of warm skin was no longer ambiguous and tender at this moment, but made her feel that she truly owned this beauty.

 She wants to keep this beauty.

The two of them didn't speak, and hugged each other for a while.

 After all, this silence must be broken.

There was a slight dimple at the corner of Song Yu's mouth. She looked at the iron sword placed in a conspicuous place in the room, and was finally able to ask the question she had always wanted to ask: "Is that big sword left to me?" ?”

 “Have you guessed it?”

Ji Xun is not surprised either.

Although this girl is simple, she is very sharp and intelligent inside.

"OK."

Song Yu nodded, showing his neat white teeth: "Because Mr. Ji Xun gets distracted when he looks at the sword. It's the same expression as when he sees me occasionally."

Ji Xun: "Oh."

 It turned out that she had guessed it a long time ago.

Song Yu blinked again: "So, is the sword left by you as a token?"

 She is really smart, she already guessed the purpose of the big sword before Ji Xun said anything.

She said in a joking tone, with her crystal eyes full of expectation: "If I hold it, will we recognize each other again as a token? Well. Just like that magical [stamp], it will be in a magical way. , send me to you?"

Song Yu guessed the seemingly absurd result.

 But she failed to guess the time.

 The next time we meet again will be a hundred years later.

ˆ “.”

When Ji Xun heard this, he suddenly felt an emotion heavier than death welling up in his heart.

 He couldn't describe what it felt like.

That seemed to be a completely new emotion, a completely unfamiliar emotion.

It is rationality, violence, joy, morbidity, countless emotions that cannot be suppressed by oneself.

Song Yu in front of him saw his discomfort, but took the initiative to comfort him: "Mr. Ji Xun, there is no need to be so sad~ I have said before that I am very, very happy to meet you."

She said with a smile and asked with a smile: "What about you? Are you happy to meet me?"

Ji Xun looked at the pretty face in front of him: "Yes. I am lucky to meet you."

Her clear eyes could not hide any emotion.

 In the depths of this girl's eyes, there is already a flowing river of stars.

Hearing this, Song Yuxiao’s eyes curled up: “Yeah, yeah!”

 But she couldn’t help asking the question that she was looking forward to but afraid of being disappointed: "We...will we see each other again in the future?"

Ji Xun looked at those expectant crystal eyes and couldn't help but say half a word "no".

 But what I want to say, the rejection of the law of time has become more and more obvious.

　　After pondering for a moment, he seemed to have exhausted most of his strength before speaking out one word with difficulty: "Yes."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Song Yu's face instantly lit up.

It seems that as long as we can meet again, separation will not seem so sad.

 She asked expectantly: "When will that be?"

Ji Xun fell into silence as he listened.

The phrase "a hundred years later" cannot be said.

He didn't understand why before, but now he has clearly realized that when the topic of time is mentioned, the power of time in his body will quickly dissipate.

 He couldn't tell.

Song Yu seemed to understand something from his expression, and murmured: "Oh, I should have thought of it a long time ago. It must have been a long time since Mr. Ji Xun was so embarrassed."

Every person who has turned around in the wind has stood in the wind and thought for a long time;

 When she said that sentence, she had already guessed the ending.

 But she still looked forward to it.

Suddenly, the girl with sparkling eyes looked up at her lover and whispered softly: "If it takes a long time, don't forget me, Mr. Ji Xun."

Before Ji Xun could respond, she tilted her head to think about it, and then said: "Well, actually, I think the name 'Chaoyang' suits you very well. I always feel that this name has a cheerfulness about heading towards the light, which brings people Hope. It’s like you suddenly came into my life. I’m super happy!”

ˆ “.”

Ji Xun was silent as he listened.

 The words "will" just now have exhausted the remaining power of time in his body.

 He wanted to suppress the feeling of being excluded from time and space in his body.

 But the harder you work, the stronger the feeling of powerlessness that you are about to lose.

Consciousness has begun to blur. He tried to remember the face in front of him clearly, but it became increasingly blurry.

ˆ “.”

Song Yu looked at the bulging veins on Ji Xun's forehead and already had a premonition of something.

The upcoming separation made her feel empty, and she murmured to herself: "Actually, fate has taken good care of me."

These words are more like comforting myself.

“Actually, I’m very happy that you were able to say goodbye to me~ I’m also very lucky that I had time to say goodbye to you and say something.”

 Song Yu wanted to keep smiling.

 But as soon as I said "goodbye", the sadness in my heart was like a dam bursting.

She could no longer hold back the waves that had been swirling in her eyes, and finally overflowed from the corners of her eyes, bursting into tears: "Obviously. I've thought about it a long time ago. When Mr. Ji Xun says goodbye to me, I must not cry. I must." Let you remember my best self. But me but me"

 But she couldn't help it.

Song Yu still had a bright smile on his face, but crystal tears were already flowing down his cheeks.

Ji Xun caressed her cheek gently, wiped her tears gently, and said with relief: "You are already great."

 But at this moment, his body has slowly become unreal.

 He is no longer like a body, but more like a soul.

 The feeling of flying away lightly, like a balloon.

Ji Xun tried hard to stay conscious. He wanted to hug Song Yu, but he still couldn't feel the slightest touch in his hands.

Like quicksand slipping through the fingers, beauty is also pulled out of life by time.

 It’s getting more and more misty.

Song Yu also wanted to hug the person in front of him, but found that he was also unable to do so.

 She knew that she was about to lose the most important person in her life, so she used the greatest strength in her life and shouted loudly: "Mr. Ji Xun, I like you! Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life!"

"Yes, me too."

Ji Xun’s soul seemed to be soothed when he heard these hot yet extremely tender words of love. He knew he couldn't hold it back, so his ferocious expression calmed down.

 It feels so powerless.

Instead, the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

 When leaving.

Ji Xun grinned at the tearful girl in front of him.

 He wanted to leave his most handsome appearance to his beloved girl.

 At the same time, he also said the last words he left in this era: "Miss Yu, I like you too."

 Serious and tender.

 “Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!”

Hearing this, Song Yu's pretty face could no longer hold back the last smile.

She bit her lips tightly as if blood would ooze out, and she cried out "Wow!"

Before he had time to feel sad, Ji Xun's body gradually turned from illusory to transparent, and finally disappeared like a dream bubble.

 In a daze, I seemed to hear the hoarse cry: "Ji Xun, no matter where you are, no matter how long it takes, I will definitely find you!"

 These words echoed in the wooden house.

 There seemed to be a magic power that transcended time and space, lingering in the ears of Ji Xun who was on the other side of the situation.

The words just fell.

In the wooden house, a simple ring fell on the floor and rolled next to the big sword with a "ding dong dong" sound.

The girl who has always been as tough and cheerful as a rose has already burst into tears.

 Time has an irresistible power that can make people forget everything.

Song Yu cried hysterically: "Mr. Ji Xun, I don't want to forget you."

 The newly opened Honglou.

 In a luxurious bedroom, a light fragrance fills the air.

The old man was lying on his back on a chair, chatting kindly with a graceful man in a cloak next to him.

“I still remember going to see stage plays with him. He always felt that plump actors were the most beautiful, which made me very unconfident at that time.”

 “Ah, what a rude guy.”

 “Hahaha, sometimes he is a bit boring, but he is also very interesting.”

ˆ “.”

As he spoke, a magical force seemed to enter the room.

 The old man seems to have been waiting for this moment: "It's time"

She looked at the photo frame in her hand, her cloudy eyes as hazy as mist.

In the black and white photo, there is a girl wearing a floral dress with a bright smile.

She stood in front of a beautiful small auditorium, with white walls, spires, and roses all over the wall like a waterfall behind her.

Although the photo is black and white, it seems that people can see the colorful blooming flowers and smell the faint floral fragrance.

The old man fumbled with the photo frame, thinking about some premonition, and said to himself with emotion: "A long time can make people forget everything. But at the end of life, the forgotten and missing memories are extremely clear."

 At this moment, a magical scene appeared.

On the black and white photo, another figure slowly condensed.

 A handsome young man in a suit appeared next to the girl in the floral dress.

 As if he should have been in the photo.

 But it didn’t appear until now, a hundred years later.

 The old man was not surprised at all when he saw the photo gradually becoming clearer in his eyes.

She gently touched the man in the photo with her hand and murmured: "At that time, he really seemed to be a shining hero, suddenly appearing in my life."

As she spoke, she seemed to mean something and added: "Time is really amazing."

At the end of her life, the long years also allowed her to understand some of the mysteries of time.

 She also understood everything.

ˆ “.”

 The man in cloak on the side listened thoughtfully.

At the end of his life, the old man clearly remembered the most beautiful time of his youth.

Those images are as clear as yesterday.

The old man also realized how reluctant he was to stay at that time, but time did not allow it.

 It’s like myself at the end of my life.

 But the old man knew that he was different.

 “My life is already very happy.”

 The old man looked at the extra young man in the photo, with a gentle smile on his face.

She turned her eyes and looked at the cloaked man next to her, and said: "If I hadn't been so courageous back then, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life now that I have reached the end of my life. Fortunately, I mustered up the courage at that time to stay. One of the best memories in my life.”

 “Grandma Song”

 The man in the cloak listened silently for a long time.

 She seemed to be infected by the extremely romantic love in these words.

The old man smiled and said: "So, Xiao Qin. When you were young, like when you are as beautiful as you are now, when you meet the person you like, you will love vigorously and accept it openly. Otherwise, when you get to the end and look back, You will find that life is actually not long. Sometimes it feels as short as a dream, and it comes to an end all of a sudden. Those hot memories of your youth are like the nails of a picture frame, nailed to the wall, supporting you. The memories of a lifetime become stronger and stronger. With those beautiful memories, this life feels meaningful."

 The man in the cloak listened carefully and responded softly: "Yes."

“I always feel that the good times in my memory were not long ago, but when I look back, I suddenly realize that it was already a hundred years ago.”

The old man suddenly became melancholy and said slowly: "I still remember the divination that the old gentleman gave me. That divination has stayed with me all my life: Time goes by, the mountain flowers are blooming, and eventually the flowers will bloom and fall; in this world of fireworks, everything will happen It’s a pity, but everything is worth it.”

 Speaking, that old face was content and peaceful.

She looked at the photo, her eyes showing the traces of time and hardship: "My life has been very happy. But there is still one thought that I can't let go of. I want to see him again."

ˆ “.”

Qin Ru listened with tears in his eyes.

  She had sensed that the lights were about to go out.

 At the same time, underneath the Innocence City, in Master Merlin's laboratory.

The old man with various tubes inserted into his body is soaking in a jar of green liquid, as if he is cooperating with some mysterious research.

Even though he looked very old, the old man still had plenty of energy and shouted: "Old Merlin, are you done?"

In front of him, Merlin, who was wearing a white coat, responded unceremoniously: "You old guy, stay here as long as you are told. Be quiet!"

“Old man Merlin, let me tell you, this is not the attitude of asking.”

As soon as he said it, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Gong Wu's mind, interrupting what he was about to say.

"Huh"

It was as if the memory that had been buried in the grave suddenly crawled out and hit him.

The memory that had been forgotten by time became clear in an instant.

 Gong Wu suddenly remembered all the details of the duel at Saphire Manor a hundred years ago in his mind.

Suddenly, a young face with nostrils glaring at him appeared in his mind.

The old man's eyes twitched sharply, his eyes widened and he couldn't help but said: "Oh, it turns out it's really that kid! I just said why I want to beat him when I see him."

“Hehehe. ‘I left this scar’? I said who was so crazy, it turned out to be that brat!”

This shady old man holds a grudge very much.

 He has lived for so long without any enemies.

 Besides being strong, the most important reason is: holding grudges!

 Those who can beat him shall be killed on the spot.

 Those who cannot be defeated should be memorized and cultivated, and then no matter where the enemy flees, kill them all.

The memory became clearer and clearer. Thinking of the hateful expression on that guy's face when he said the words "I left this scar", Gong Wu's expression became even weirder.

 No wonder I can’t beat him.

It turns out he learned his [Ba Fist], traveled back through time and space, and beat himself up?

 But when I thought about it, a certain knot in my mind was finally relieved: "I just said, where are there so many freaks? One is enough, here is another one."

  The old man has not forgotten what he said back then: I remembered it! No matter where you are, I will come to you again.

 Since you are such a stinky kid who deserves a beating, you must give him a beating.

 At Gong Wu's level and age, it's not easy to find some fun.

  But this problem cannot be overcome.

Thinking of this, he said quietly: "I will always keep my word and my actions will have consequences. If I don't beat your boy's head full of bruises, my life will really be in vain!"

Ji Xun felt like the world was spinning.

 But he has experienced it once, and he is familiar with this feeling.

 And it’s much easier this time.

 His eyes gradually focused, he looked at the surrounding environment, and said to himself: "Have you come back yet?"

 This is the small private room in Honglou before.

 Storage ring, clown mask, spell pottery.

 Everything is around.

 It seemed as if I had never left, I just had a long dream.

 But after looking at it, I saw that the [God Thief's Ring] was not brought over, but the [Blood Plague] was still hanging on the panel.

This also reminded him that he really traveled through time and space.

The thoughts in my heart also surged out like a dam.

 For Ji Xun, the scene of separation happened just now.

 But for that girl, it was already a hundred years ago.

The mystery of the Law of Time seems to be unfolding before your eyes at this moment. For the card master, it is a rare and great opportunity to touch the Supreme Law.

But at this moment, Ji Xun looked at the several yellowed letters in his hand and closed his eyes slightly. Instead of realizing the power of any law, he couldn't help but sigh: "Silly girl."

 It turns out that there are really people who wait a lifetime for a thought.

 He knew that the girl was finally waiting.

 Come to see him.

 Looking at his pocket watch, Ji Xun clearly remembered the time, only a moment passed.

Ji Xun packed up the letters and as soon as he got up and went out, he saw a gray-haired but energetic old housekeeper waiting at the door.

 Like waiting for a long time.

 It is the "Mr. Jiu" who sent the letter before.

Ji Xun's memory was very clear when he saw this old man. It was the little boy who saved him in Bolton Town a hundred years ago.

 After all, for him, those memories were only a few days ago.

 Seeing Ji Xun come out, Mr. Jiu also completely recalled the vague memories of his childhood.

The white-haired old man was filled with emotion and took the initiative to say hello: "Mr. Ji Xun, long time no see."

 There was still respect in his tone.

 He will never forget this benefactor who changed his life's destiny.

Ji Xun also felt very friendly, "Jiu"

Just when he was about to speak, Mr. Jiu said cheerfully: "You should just call me 'Little Turtle Dove'. Even though you are a hundred years old, in my eyes, you and Miss are still the people I respect the most in my life."

Ji Xun's mood suddenly darkened when he heard the voice "Miss".

 He didn’t say much and asked instead: “She came to the Sinless City?”

 “Yes. Miss.”

 Speaking of this, Mr. Jiu's capable tone also showed a hint of hesitation.

　　With a sigh, he finally said it: "Miss, I'm here to see you for the last time."

ˆ “.”

Ji Xun listened to the words "the last time", as if a heavy hammer was hitting his chest, and there was a suffocation that was difficult to exhale.

　　After taking a breath, he said in a deep voice: "Please take me to see her."

Mr. Jiu nodded.

 The two of them walked out of the room and took the elevator all the way to the upper floors of Hong Tower.

 “哐哐!”

 “哐哐!”

ˆ “.”

 In the elevator, the elevator pulled by the steam engine always makes some noise.

Ji Xun looked at the sceneries passing by one after another. This feeling of spatial transformation brought too many memories to his mind.

Even though he knew he was about to see that girl again, Ji Xun couldn't help but ask first: "How has she been doing these past years?"

Mr. Jiu: "The lady knew that you would definitely ask. She asked me to tell you: In her whole life, she has been in compliance with the words of the old fortune teller."

"oh"

Ji Xun thought of Old Man Xu’s divination words: [The Queen’s interview] will bring wealth and honor to the sky.

He also breathed a sigh of relief.

 As long as you live a good life.

 I'm just afraid that the silly girl will have a bad life, both in her heart and in her life.

As he said that, Mr. Jiu glanced at him and couldn't help but add: "Actually, in terms of material things, Miss has lived a very good life. She has strong business ability and has run a huge business that others cannot imagine. The financial empire will explain this to you later."

"It's just that the young lady has been looking for you for many, many years. No one knows who she is looking for. Because of your relationship, I have been cultivated by the young lady and stayed by my side as a steward of the Chamber of Commerce, so I know some things. The young lady has been there for a while. In fact, It was quite painful in my heart. I often heard her murmuring to herself, "It would be great if Mr. Chaoyang were here." Every year when the roses were in full bloom, she would often be in a daze in the chapel of the manor. She was in a bad mood, or there was something wrong with her business. After achieving great success, she would often live alone in the wooden house for many days. Even in the past few years, she has always lived in the tree house."

“Ms. um, you’ve never married. The current Song family is the descendant of your elder brother.”

ˆ “.”

As Ji Xun listened, he seemed to see the silly girl waiting year after year in the tree house.

She didn’t know where the person she was waiting for was, nor when she met her, and even the face in her memory was blurry.

No news.

I only remember that I once asked "Can we still meet?" and Ji Xun replied "Yes".

 She has been waiting all her life.

 How silly.

 Song Yu!

 You silly girl!

 Finally, the elevator stopped at the top.

Mr. Jiu led Ji Xun to the mahogany door. He seemed to know something and couldn't hide his sadness: "Mr. Ji Xun, I will send you here. The lady is waiting inside."

"Um."

Ji Xun nodded and opened the wooden door with a heavy heart.

 In an instant, it was as if cause and effect in time and space that were separated by a hundred years were connected.

Ji Xun has never felt as mixed as he did at this moment.

 He walked in and smelled the faint fragrance in the air.

 In the huge room, there was only one figure lying on a chair by the window.

She had her back to the door, stroking a picture frame in her hand.

I just heard that old voice murmuring to myself: "I didn't want you to see my old appearance, but I couldn't bear it, so I came here. I wanted to see you one last time before I left."

ˆ “.”

When Ji Xun heard these words, a familiar and cordial feeling suddenly came to his heart: It's that silly girl!

 But at the same time, the depression in my heart is even more difficult to calm down.

Hummed for a moment to calm his thoughts, he looked at the person by the window, and then he responded: "Miss Yu, I'm here to see you."

At this moment,

He seemed to also feel that when he left,

That silly girl is so reluctant to give up,

 How sad.

 (End of this chapter)