It's just that she never cared.

Li Qingqiu suddenly laughed at herself.

This sudden laughter scared Hei and Xiao Fan.

She took a deep breath, turned her head and said to Hei, "That..."

Just as I said two words, a strong sense of tears suddenly surged into my heart, moistening her eyes and swallowing her tone.

She took a deep breath and said with a very fast speech: "Captain, aren't you here to talk to him about the battle of the Realm Agreement today?"

"Tell him, I want to go out and have a good time."

After saying that, she got up alone, pushed the door open and left, with a mess.

Hei looked at the back of this good friend, and his expression under his robe was very heartbreaking.

Because Li Qingqiu's words just now meant very clear.

She doesn't want to recognize Xiao Fan anymore.

Let’s talk about the important things, nothing else matters.

Hei chose to respect the team members, looked at Xiao Fan, and sighed.

Xiao Fan's pupils shrank.

This secret room is very closed.

But it has not been targeted at the realm of emptiness and self.

At this time, Xiao Fan heard it clearly.

Outside the iron gate, by the corridor.

A lonely and beautiful figure leaning against the railing.

The night wind is terrifying.

The cold wind blew her long black hair and also blew away the tears that had just fallen on her cheeks.

Xiao Fan didn't know why she was so sad or why she cried so sadly.

But Li Qingqiu knew it in his heart.

She just suddenly discovered.

It was meaningless to look for Xiao Fan like crazy.

This is just a period of unrequited love.

Let Xiao Fan know that he has been looking for her for so long, then what?

It will only add to trouble to many people.

The result I want is impossible to exist...

Well... Anyway, my initial statement was that it was enough for her to just want to confirm whether he was still alive.

Although I want more.

But now, that's the result.

Because this is good for everyone.

From this moment on, Li Qingqiu's eyebrows and eyes became like Qiushan from the moment he was full of heroism.

The mountains in autumn are very high, and the winds there are gradually getting colder, blowing the withering branches.

At least there is snow in winter, and the mountains in autumn are cold and not beautiful. No one wants to climb such a mountain. She is so lonely in a corner of the world.

"Let's do it..." Li Qingqiu shook his head bitterly, and a hint of relief finally appeared in his eyes.

A three-foot gentleman's sword is hard to kill lovesickness.

Forget it.

I will always forget.

This year, she is twenty-one.

Three years, a secret love that ended without success turned one person into another.

Finally, Li Qingqiu hummed the slight tune in his hometown and turned around and left.

The tears on her face had dried up, and her beautiful face had no expression.
Chapter completed!