The Ups and Downs of the Cold Palace: After Abandoning the Country

Chapter 105
Mu Li was moved by this simple good word, and stretched out his hands, she embraced him, just like a relative who embraced lightly but with infinite sincerity, and he hugged her back, the two hugged silently like this Under the falling flowers, his body exudes a deep valley-like fragrance, and the faint smell rushes against her nostrils. This feeling is reassuring.

"The tea is cold." The voice of a clear spring, wading into Mu Li's heart like gurgling water, Wu Yi couldn't help but pat her thin back, and suddenly realized that she was really too thin.

Are girls so skinny?Or is it just her?

But Mu Li couldn't help sighing in his heart, Wu Yi's voice was indeed much better than someone's cold voice!
After a long time, Mu Li put his emotions in order and retreated from Wu Yi's embrace, raised a bright smiling face, and asked curiously: "Yi, why are you called Wu Yi? Why do you live here alone? Your relatives Woolen cloth?"

Mu Li suddenly felt a little regretful when she asked the question, everyone has such a little privacy in their hearts, how could she be so stupid to ask such a question?
Seeing Mu Li's annoyed expression, Wu Yi smiled and rubbed her long hair, but her peerless and charming face dimmed a lot, and murmured: "I asked so many questions, which one does Li Li want me to answer first?" Woolen cloth?"

While speaking, a trace of emptiness and bewilderment flashed across those water green eyes.

How would he tell her that he actually didn't know why he was here, but when he woke up, he was not here, and he was still injured, and he didn't even have any memory of the past, which is the so-called The... amnesia.

Wu Yi Wu Yi, this name was given to himself by him, he really has no memory...

Seeing Wu Yi's dimmed look and the emptiness in his eyes, Mu Li was startled, it seems that she is not the only one who has a story, maybe everyone has such an unspeakable past.

It's just that the past will eventually become the past, so do we still cling to those pasts?
(End of this chapter)