Allure in one dance: Immortal concubine dominates the world

Chapter 313 Give me the story I long for

"Moran, I don't have..." Moran. No, I don't.

Even if I tell you, what can be changed. I am still infertile. Instead of making you suffer more, I choose not to say
"There is also Qianyou. That night, you saw the clues, but you still chose to be silent. Wu Qingcheng, I, Qian Moran, are so incompetent and unbearable in your heart? Or is it that the man Qian Moran is just hiding? A useless under the wing of a woman?" Qian Moran roared angrily.

If Qingcheng had said so, at least he would have been on guard. Perhaps there was no need for Qingcheng to get caught up in it.

Qingcheng, I love you so much, I would pretend to be stupid even if you hit Qianyou, because in my heart what you did was right.

"Qian Moran, listen to me..." Qingcheng's fingernails pinched blood on the palm of her hand, but she couldn't feel any pain.
Moran, listen to me. Because he is your only family member.

I don't want to see you sad I dare not and can't take the risk
"Wu Qingcheng, if time can be turned back, I hope we can pass each other. If time can be turned back; I will never want to get a single point of protection and giving from you. You are a god, no matter how I used to be, now I am just a commoner ; I can't climb high."

Qian Moran went crazy and interrupted what Qingcheng wanted to say, squatting on the ground, holding her head with her hands helplessly.
If time could turn back, he really hoped they would pass by
However, he will seize the moment of rubbing shoulders and love her desperately, and protect her behind her, so that she will not notice
If time could turn back, he would rather die than let Qingcheng be like this.
Qingcheng couldn't say a word, who told her that the happiness that was obviously obtained every time, why it suddenly disappeared when it was said to be gone.
What happened, who told her what happened.
Wasn't it once agreed, she rushed forward, and he broke off as if it was yesterday
Love is true, hurt deeply.

When the right person can't wait for the right time, love is torn apart.

"You should have rejected me a long time ago, and you shouldn't let go of my pursuit; give me the story I long for, and leave a name that I can't lose." Qingcheng said softly.

Qian Moran held her head in pain, yes, it was his fault, his fault.

Qingcheng slowly approached Qian Moran and knelt beside Qian Moran.

Qingcheng stretched out her slightly trembling hands, and took Qian Moran's hands.
Qian Moran raised her head, staring blankly at Qingcheng's outstretched hands.

The palm of Qingcheng's hand is scratched, bloodstained, and the corners of the eyes are tears that are too stubborn to shed
(End of this chapter)