Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 167

But at that time, how did she use such delicate and weak hands to tear a hole in the demon-binding net and rush out to protect him from the thunder?
The memory is too far away, but if you think about it carefully, you can still recall some pictures. Among them, one of the pictures that should be fresh in your memory is the pair of devastated hands that were wounded by the net of demons. There is no good flesh. It's like it's just been pulled from the charcoal fire.

Just looking at it made her feel pain. What kind of mentality did she endure again and again at that time?
Suddenly, the tip of the little finger in the palm trembled, and Qing Mu subconsciously raised her eyes to look at her. Chu Xiaotao seemed to have seen something bad in her sleep, her brows were slightly frowned, and she muttered vague words in her mouth.

"Tao'er?" He held the little hand that was outstretched in his palm, silently comforting her.

Because of being close to that soul, Tao'er will be affected by its breath, perhaps, she will think of something.

For him, this is a good thing, only when she thinks about her past life, can Taoer accept herself more quickly, instead of being full of another man like now.

But he suddenly remembered that when she was approaching Liutao Palace, Tao'er ran away as if she had sensed it. Could it be that deep down in Tao'er's heart, she actually didn't want to face all kinds of things in her previous life?
why?
Is it because he can't bear to part with the current self, or because he is afraid that when he thinks about it, he will be in a dilemma between him and his junior brother?
No, it shouldn't be the latter. Tao'er has most of her important emotions in her soul. It stands to reason that without that soul, Tao'er may not understand many things, and she may not even understand what love is.

She should just have a simple admiration for her junior brother, even if her junior brother thinks otherwise, but as long as the soul does not return for a day, Tao'er will not understand emotions on a deeper level than liking.

Just as she was thinking, the babble of the person on the bed became clearer, and she leaned closer to hear what she was saying, but the moment she understood, her face turned pale and her lips trembled slightly, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her hot heart , icy cold.

She is calling "Master".

It wasn't him who called, but the younger brother.

There is nothing more eye-watering than this.

At that moment, his sky was about to collapse, as if the person who was holding his hand suddenly let go of him, abandoned him in the "ruins" of the past, and went to hold someone else's hand without looking back. But he couldn't make any sound, he could only growl silently, terrified to the extreme.

Reason seemed so insignificant at this time, it was difficult for him to control his emotions and wild thoughts, and he gradually became a crazy person.

"Tao'er, don't call me Master, call me, you used to call me the small characters, Yizhou, you said it! It sounds good. Isn't it? Taoer, I am very anxious and restless now, don't be like this, really, Don't call anyone else."

I got up impulsively, pressed my hands on the shoulders of the person on the bed, shaking and didn't know what I wanted to do, but my heart was really too bitter, it shouldn't be like this.

In a daze, Chu Xiaotao was shaken to open her bewildered eyes. For a short while, her consciousness seemed to be still in a dream, so when she saw the sad and distressed face with scarlet eyes, she just Follow instinct.

Just like what I did to the man who couldn't see his face clearly in the dream, I raised my hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, murmured to myself, "Don't be afraid," and fell asleep again.

(End of this chapter)