love across the three realms

Chapter 280 [No.13 Act] If Love Can Be Forgotten (11)

"I'm sorry, I know you hate me, I hate that I lost some memories. However, I am now in the Buddhist gate, and all the past events have become a thing of the past for me. Even if I really think about it, there will be nothing Change. I’m here because I just want you to let go of the obsession in your heart and stop suffering for a person who is not worthy of your miss.” He was very grateful that she turned her back, otherwise he would not know that he was facing her eyes Can you still speak this sentence fluently?

Ling Hualan turned around abruptly, threw the cup out of her hand, and threw it at him angrily: "What right do you have to say these words to me? Put away your hypocrisy and get out of my sight!"

He didn't dodge, and let the hot water in the cup splash half of his body.

She froze, immediately forgot the resentment towards him, and rushed forward: "You idiot, why don't you hide?"

"If this can make you feel better, I should suffer." He smiled wryly, did she think he would feel better when she was in pain?

She pulled his collar away, and her skin was red. Fortunately, it was not freshly boiled water, otherwise she would definitely be scalded.She pulled off half of his sweatshirt, and quickly took out ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in a towel, and applied ice to him: "You would use other people's bodies as favors!"

"Do you think I won't be in pain?" He smiled lightly, the cold feeling pressed against his aching skin was very comfortable.

"Do you think that if you do this, I can forget you as you wish?"

"I just want you to be happy."

He suddenly felt warm water dripping onto his bare shoulders, he raised his head bewilderedly, and saw her tears again.

Her tears fell like flower rain, but her beautiful neck was still straight, and her stubborn appearance reminded him of the epiphyllum in the mountain rain that he saw just now in a coma.He was a little crazy, could it be that those fragments were some of his lost memories?

"If you really want me to forget you, you should let me continue to hate you instead of showing your kindness like this." His kindness will only make her heart hurt even more, so much that she can only bite her lip to express her kindness. Don't let yourself lose your mind.

Her lips were bitten by herself to bleed out, and the round blood beads made him wrinkle his sword eyebrows: "Don't do this!"

At this time, he forgot the precepts in his Buddhism, and only wanted not to see the woman in front of him who had suffered for him for thousands of years get hurt. He put his hand into her mouth: "If you want to bite something, bite me hand!"

She stared at him in astonishment, as if she was looking at a foreign object. She opened her lips to bite down, but finally moved her lips away and threw the ice cube to the ground. The grief and indignation: "What do you really want? Do you have to show your monk's compassion in this way to be happy?"

"I—" He looked at her sad eyes and wanted to explain something, but felt that any words he said at this moment were so feeble, and finally all his apologies were reduced to three words: "I'm sorry." His palm wrapped around her fist, not because he was afraid of how painful it would be from her beating, but because he was afraid that she would hurt herself in such a random way.

(End of this chapter)