The story is over.

Turning his eyes like a deep pool, Jun Ruolin looked at the evil man in front of him and said: "Murong Lin, Yun Na, it's up to you. But remember, as long as he opens his mouth, I will drive you away.

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If only these two people understood it, Murong Lin was shocked.

Thousands of stars were shining in the blue phoenix eyes, and the charming voice was a little incoherent: "I, I will be good, I will not give you a chance! I will go find Luoluo!"

Saying that, Murong Lin quickly turned around and ran towards the yard.[

The things Jun Ruolin said just now made his heart bleed.

Every word was like a sharp knife piercing his heart, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

It turns out, it turns out that in these days when he was not around, the people he loved in every possible way came here like this...

To remember clearly?

Remember his ruthlessness?

Or what?

After all, why does Luo Luo hate him so much?

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Qingwuyuan, where that person lives.

Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, Murong Lin suddenly felt timid.

In the courtyard, a few steps away, was the person he loved deeply and the person who was injured because of him.

However, he did not dare to take a step.

After all, what happened that day that made that person hate him so much? He wanted to ask, but was afraid to ask.

Finally, he lifted his feet and walked into the yard-----

The small courtyard is very clean, just like that young man's indifference.

In front of the courtyard, there is a sycamore tree, lush and green, casting a heavy green shade in the bright sun.

There are several white orchids planted in the flowerbed next to the wall, and mandarin duck vines cover the entire back wall, full of green vines and vitality.

There is a room directly in front, with veiled windows and carved railings. You can smell a faint and quiet fragrance in the air, faintly coming from the house.

Entering the room, the subtle fragrance floats and curls around.[

The windows in the room are bright and clean, and there are no expensive furnishings.

Only a piano table and a guqin were placed under the south window, reflecting the red and white peach and plum blossoms outside the window, which was beautiful and picturesque.

He remembered that Luo Luo was very good at playing the piano and studied under the guidance of the national master Kong Bai.

On the desk next to it, there are pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

A painting was made on the unfolded paper, as if waiting for the wind to dry the paint on it. The colorful colors on the painting complemented the flowers outside the window.
Chapter completed!