Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3900 The villains who want to get rid of me fall in love with me (49)

   When Liang Junshang woke up, his face was gray and blank, and he rushed back to the martial arts conference regardless of other people's obstacles. He wanted to find Yan Bai crazily. He wanted to see her and had something to say to her!

In the middle of the night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, black, heavy ink, occasionally thunder roared, heavy rain poured down, the martial arts conference scene was still in a mess, thousands of white papers lying quietly on the ground, scraps of paper were rolled up by the cold wind, Fluttering in the air, the blood characters have been dampened by the rain and a little blurred.

  Liang Junshang knelt down on the ground, his face pale and hoarse and whispered: "Yanbai...Yanbai, are you still right? If you haven't left, if you come out, you will see me all the time!"

I don’t know how long I’ve been kneeling in the heavy rain, a touch of black clothes slams into my eyes without warning, the clothes are fluttering, Liang Junshang is stiff, slowly raised his head, his eyes are full of humble hope, seeing the girl’s cold and picturesque Eyebrows.

  Black cloak, holding an oil paper umbrella.

   is like a person walking out of the painting.

   "White--" Liang Junshang let out a choked voice, the rain blurred his vision and his eyes were red.

  Ranbai looked at him condescendingly, like a **** overlooking a mortal, with a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, but the smile was like a knife, indifferent and biting.

"...I'm sorry, I was wrong." Liang Junshang burst into tears and knelt at the girl's feet, no longer the half-heartedness and pride of the original, all his self-righteousness was discounted by this sudden cold rain, "both It's my fault, you scold me! You can scold me for anything, and it doesn't matter if you hate me!"

   "No need." Dye Bai said lightly, "I don't hate it."

  Liang Junshang was stunned.

"I used to hate, but I suddenly discovered that there is no need to hate you." The girl has crooked eyebrows and a small smile, like a blazing sun and arrogant, slightly smeared with a certain kind of pleasure, she leaned over, Zun Zun Looking at him dearly, his eyes are black and white, clean, no love, no hate, just like looking at a stranger, any extra emotions are gone, he refuses to give a half, and looks thoughtfully Looking at Liang Junshang's appearance, he seemed to be appreciating his embarrassment.

  The coldness penetrated into the bones, and it hurts like a needle stick. Liang Jun's thin lips moved, but he couldn't even make a faint voice. He saw the girl's eyes.

  Once these eyes were full of shy love when they looked at him, but later it turned into an unforgettable hatred.

he thinks.

Regardless of hate, at least she will never forget him in her life, which can be regarded as another way of remembering him.

   But now,

  There is no love or hate in her eyes, only a faint strange smile.

  She would not even hate him anymore.

  He really became an unrelated stranger.

   Lost her completely!

forever!

  "Don't..." Liang Junshang's throat rolled, and he made a weak, pitiful voice in the wind and rain several times, and he would be extinguished at any time, begging in a low voice, "Hate me, hate me."

"All of this is my fault. I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it for nothing. I always thought it was Jueyin Pavilion." Liang Junshang was soaked in rain, shivering, but the oil paper umbrella did not lean towards him, saying in pain: "But I really love you, I treat you sincerely, and I didn't let you go, otherwise I...I wouldn't have left your life in the first place."

   "Your love was dirty from the beginning, and it is now." Ran Bai looked at him: "Your sincerity is so cheap, how true is it?"

  Liang Junshang unexpectedly has no room to refute.

Yes.

  He approached her for purpose from the beginning.

  All this is what he deserves.

"Don't be so cruel, I beg you, you give me another chance! Give me one more time. I promise! I will never do this again, I will, I will be good to you! You believe me...I Just a chance, don't treat me like this, I love you, I love you!" Liang Junshang was already incoherent, begging in a panic, trying to grab a corner of the girl's clothes, and was evaded lightly.

  The night was dark, heavy rain poured down, and raindrops rolled down the oil-paper umbrella.

  A lofty and unblemished.

  One kneeled on the ground, lowly embarrassed.

  She was once kneeling at his feet, but now everything is upside down.

"You look good." Dye Bai pulled out a piece of snow-white rice paper. The rice paper was painted with childish graffiti. In the storm, the graffiti of the smiling face looked innocent and ridiculous. The rain fell on the ground, and she was right in front of her. Liang Junshang's face tore the rice paper to pieces! Then raised his hand, without hesitation, the scraps of paper fluttered in the air with the wind——

  In Liang Junshang's bleak eyes, he said: "If you can put it together well, I forgive you."

The tone of    mixed with the sound of rain fell together, chilling.

  A piece of torn white paper can be found in a huge place on a rainy night? Liang Junshang seemed to have grasped the last straw, his eyes lit up: "Really?!"

"Um."

   "Okay, I'm looking for, I'm looking for!" Liang Junshang nodded desperately, for fear that he would regret it in the next second, "You promised me, if I do it well, let's start again!"

   "Okay." Ranbai smiled suddenly, smiling like a flower: "I'll give you one day."

  The voice fell, and she turned around and left without hesitation.

The black cloak drew an arc in the air, the wide hat covered the eyebrows, and he was holding an oiled paper umbrella. He couldn't see his expression. His back figure was drifting away. The heavy rain was still falling. The moment he turned, his eyes were pale and he opened his palms. , Revealing torn pieces of paper.

  The next night, the whitening came as scheduled.

  She knew the answer from the beginning.

  Half a piece of rice paper is still in her hands, and it is impossible for Liang Jun to find it yet.

The night was dark, Liang Junshang's blue clothes were stained with rain and stains, and he couldn't see the way he was before, but he was too late to find the only graffiti among the thousands of pieces of white paper in the martial arts conference. It was already covered with mud, and his expression was crazy and persistent, as if a drowning man grasped the last straw.

   "Time is up." Ranbai walked to him.

"You give me some more time! I will find it! Just one day, another day!" Liang Junshang stiffened, raised his head, his face pale as a ghost, high fever repeatedly, begging to tremble with open palms, tender graffiti The fragment was in the palm of his hand, and he never left, holding on to his body and looking frantically, but he still didn't find it all.

"It's useless."

   "No, I can definitely find it, I still have a chance." Liang Junshang muttered to himself.

   "Look." Ran Bai looked at his crazy appearance, leaned over and spread her palms, and whispered to him: "I said it's useless."

  Liang Junshang stiffened all over, the burning fire in his heart was drowned by the sudden tsunami, and no sparks were left behind.

  In the girl’s hand,

   is half a graffiti fragment!

  (End of this chapter)