Reborn Concubine Against the Sky

Chapter 1039 The Big Day 03
He, Yan Mo, has never shed tears, even 1000 years ago, when Ao Qianling disappeared at that time, he has never shed tears, let alone mention other things.

However, today he is holding her like this, thinking that in the future, she will really no longer belong to him, and he will not even have the slightest extravagant hope for him, so he can't help but feel uncomfortable, and he really wants to cry field.

"Ling'er, you are my Yan Mo's biggest dream, whether it was 1000 years ago or 1000 years later, this is the only dream that I have not changed, and it is also the only dream that my Yan Mo has not come true."

"Ling'er, am I very useless?"

"Ling'er, do I make you hate me?"

"Ling'er, do I make you look down on me? If possible, do you hope you don't want to see me for the rest of your life?"

"Ling'er, would you love me without Lie Rulin? Would you choose me without Lie Rulin?"

"Ling'er, I really want to hold you like this and never let go, for the rest of my life."

"Ling'er, how I wish there were only you and me left in the world, how I wish time could stay at this moment forever."

"Ling'er."

Yan Mo said a lot, as if she was going to finish all the words in her heart at once, Yan Mo didn't know that she wanted her to know so much.

Every time Yan Mo called Ling'er, Ao Qianling frowned slightly, every time he called Ling'er, it fell on Ao Qianling's heart as if it had weight.

A drop of cold tears fell on Ao Qianling's shoulder, Ao Qianling's body couldn't help trembling slightly, it was tears, Yan Mo's tears.

"Ling'er, do you think I'm funny? You're going to get married, and I'm still telling you this, but... these are all I want to say."

I'm afraid no one would know that Yan Mo would actually cry for a woman, his majestic Demon Realm Venerable, shed tears for a woman, ha ha, how ridiculous isn't it?

Yan Mo couldn't help but chuckled, crying and laughing at the same time.

Ao Qianling didn't speak, she just stood there, she knew, maybe Yan Mo needed to say this, just say it.

"Ling'er, tell the truth, do you hate me very much?"

Yan Mo raised her head, looked at Ao Qianling in a daze and asked.

Ao Qianling narrowed her eyes slightly, does she hate Yan Mo?
It seems that five years ago, she hated him to the bone, but now, this feeling seems to be gone, and even, she seems to have slowly regarded him as a friend, otherwise she wouldn't let him often appear in the capital of the dead.

She probably doesn't hate him.

"It used to be hate, but now there is no hate, and no hate."

Ao Qianling shook her head slightly, she was telling the truth.

"Linger, in fact, I hope you can hate me more. The more you hate me, the more it shows that I, Yan Mo, hold a different position in your heart than others."

"But, now you don't hate me, I should be in the same position as An Yu and Ice Phoenix."

"This is not what I want, you still hate me."

The corners of Yan Mo's mouth curled up slightly, her fair and handsome face was still handsome.

"I don't hate you."

Ao Qianling said with a firm voice.

"Then you love me."

Yan Mo stretched out her hand and put it lightly on Ao Qianling's shoulder, her phoenix eyes were raised slightly, her evil spirit remained the same as before.

"I won't love you even more. Yan Mo, don't say these unrealistic words anymore. I won't hate you, and I won't love you. The only things I can treat you are friends, or people who are more familiar than strangers."

(End of this chapter)