Singled out the enchanting highness: the enchanting queen

Chapter 339 Her and His Legend (15)

Ou Ruo didn't understand, he probably hated her and wanted revenge, why did he leave so peacefully in the end?

What she didn't know was that the person who left had long since lost the ability to retaliate.

Someone has already fixed everything.

The person in the dark took a deep breath and finally walked out.

"Xiao Ruo."

A year later, a long-lost call.

He called her Xiao Ruo instead of the name she had thousands of years ago.

Suddenly, she understood everything.

Yes, it turned out that he understood very well from the beginning to the end.

She turned around and smiled at him, "Are you here?"

Obviously there is a lot to say, but it seems that there is nothing to say.

Just this one glance, it seems to have been relieved.

All kinds of things thousands of years ago, so what?
It's been a thousand years, so what if it's really not a misunderstanding?
What matters is their present.

She waited for him, and he came.

Holding an exquisite bottle in his palm, he walked towards her step by step.

Thousands of years ago, with a distance of more than ten steps, he could not reach her side after all.

But this time, she finally walked to his side, and finally handed over the bottle containing his hope to her hand.

The blood of nine hundred and ninety-eight people, plus all the spiritual power of that person just now.

It can extend the lifespan of the Jiuli people and break the taboo that they can only live to 30 years old.

Ou Ruo looked at the bottle in his hand and smiled even brighter.

In fact, I understand everything.

But she spread her hand and let it slide to the ground.

Like thousands of years ago, the bottle fell to the ground and shattered.

The clear cracking sound also reached his ears, and something seemed to be broken in his heart.

Could she not forgive him after all?
It's not that I don't believe her, it's just that I don't believe in myself.

Do I still have the right to love her after doing so many wrong things back then?

But the next moment, a pair of warm hands hugged him, and a voice rang in his ears, "Fool."

His pride may not allow him to explain to anyone.

But to bear so many crimes like this is not a fool, what is it?
(End of this chapter)