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He Xinlin was kidnapped, and his body was taken away. The children ran out of the temple, crying, and the disguised guards sent them home...

Bei Zhenting also left...

Even when I tell the truth, it feels like I haven't appeared... A certain connection in my heart is disappearing, something is far away...

Luo Yao clutched his chest, his intuition telling him that this was a farewell... Bei Zhenting would never come back...

Luo Yao stood in the empty snow for a while, then suddenly realized what was happening and turned around to chase in the direction Bei Zhenting left.

The snow began to fall again, mixed with cold rain...

The snowflakes flying all over the sky seemed to be playing a trick on Luo Yao, so they fell heavier and heavier, all trying to blur his vision and make him lose his way.

Luo Yao was running in the snow. Everything was white and he couldn't find Bei Zhenting anywhere. Luo Yao stumbled and fell on Lin'an Bridge. Without time to see where he was hurt, Luo Yao got up and continued running.

Dark, cold raindrops and specks of white and light gray mixed in them spread down from the sky, and were painted into colorful colors by the lanterns on both sides of the street.

Luo Yao was hit by a cart that suddenly appeared at the street corner.

There was a dull pain in his side, but he paid no attention to it.

He didn't find Bei Zhenting.

Bei Zhenting is missing.

The snow was getting lighter, as the heavy snow had frozen the festive joy. Everything was covered in white. The raindrops made Luo Yao's clothes wet, and the snowflakes covered his shoulders with a layer of white.

Maybe half an hour, maybe an hour, maybe shorter, maybe longer.

Luo Yao stopped his futile efforts.

I have no emotions anymore, my mind is blank.

Luo Yao walked out of the alley slowly and saw a figure in the distance.

Bei Zhenting!

The light snow that had just stopped seemed to have been paused by someone, and snowflakes were falling all over the world.

Luo Yao chased after him, getting closer and closer...

Luo Yao ran, watching the figure approach and then go away, and the passionate feelings in his heart were gradually frozen by the cold wind.

You knew he was behind you, why didn't you wait for him?!

Luo Yao stopped.

Luo Yao stood in the snow, unable to take another step.

Why did he chase after me?

As if he had suffered a great injustice, Luo Yao pursed his lips into a straight line——

The voice behind me stopped. Maybe it stopped chasing me or left!

The sound of the wind and snow was not loud, but Bei Zhenting couldn't tell whether the man was still there or not. Thinking that the man might have left, Bei Zhenting stopped.

Snowflakes were falling silently, and Bei Zhenting was standing in the snow.

Something flew over and hit him on the head. Bei Zhenting looked down and saw a peace locket strung with a red string lying quietly on the snow...

"Back to you……"

The cold wind carried the man's hoarse whisper.

Bei Zhenting picked up the peace locket on the ground in a daze, and held it tightly in his hand, as if he had made up his mind. Bei Zhenting turned around and saw Luo Yao standing in the snow, almost crying, and walked back with a gloomy face.

Luo Yao opened his eyes wide, trying hard not to cry.

Bei Zhenting put the peace lock on his head without saying a word, "It's already late, you..."

Before he could finish his words, someone pulled his collar to cover his mouth. Bei Zhenting immediately deepened the kiss the moment the person touched his lips.

If you love someone, why do you push them away?

Love is so selfish that if you push the other person away with your own hands, your heart will definitely break! Even if it is only once, you still want to possess the other person.

Luo Yao's kiss was disorganized, because the emotions in his heart were like a whirlwind. He didn't want to be separated from someone at all, so his body took radical action first.

Bei Zhenting's kiss was passionate and bitter, almost like a greedy plunder and possession, as if he wanted to release and compensate for all the hardships and tribulations he had experienced in the past in this kiss.

His heart was beating anxiously, heat surged up, his strength was drained, and Luo Yao's hand dropped...

After the kiss, Luo Yao's lips trembled slightly...

Being impulsive doesn't mean losing the ability to think. He knew exactly what he did...

He used force to kiss someone who didn't like him.

"Why do you want to befriend the king?"

There was no emotion in Bei Zhenting's voice.

This was probably the sentence. His hands and feet, which had been warm just a moment ago, had lost their warmth. Luo Yao's throat was blocked and he couldn't utter a single word. He stiffly reached out to grab the safety locket, trying to take it off.

The peace locket was not for him, he didn't want it, he wanted to return it to Bei Zhenting.

"Don't pick it!" Bei Zhenting roared, and pulled his hand away violently, his face dark and frightening.

Luo Yao was frightened by him and stood there blankly, not daring to move at all, not knowing what to do.

The poison in his body has been restless tonight, and he has reached his limit. Bei Zhenting covered his mouth and coughed, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the blood at the corner of Bei Zhenting's mouth, the string in his mind broke. Luo Yao hurriedly took a step forward and wanted to ask Bei Zhenting if he was sick, but he retracted his hand when he was about to touch Bei Zhenting.

How could Bei Zhenting let him run away? He pulled him into his arms, held his face, and smiled slightly when he saw his almost crying expression.

"At least you still care about me. You're really making me mad. You have no conscience."

Not knowing what he said, Luo Yao burst into tears.

Bei Zhenting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and held the crying Luo Yao in his arms with one hand.

"Sometimes I think you are so cruel..."

"I don't know what you mean, but have you ever thought about this..." Bei Zhenting coughed lightly, "To me... Yaoyao... has always been just one person."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Zhenting's weight pressed down on him. Luo Yao turned his head in horror and heard Bei Zhenting's weak breathing in his ears.

How can one person be divided into two persons?

No matter the Luo Yao when he was a child, the Luo Yao when he grew up, the Luo Yao who married Bei Zhenting, or the Luo Yao that Bei Zhenting fell in love with, all Bei Zhenting saw was Luo Yao.

Everything in the past was not for anyone. All the companionship and care were only for Luo Yao in front of him.

When it comes to time travel and seeing a person as two people, Luo Yao has always been the only one.

Perhaps this still cannot make this relationship pure, nor can it completely eliminate the uneasiness in Luo Yao's heart, but this simple fact clarifies Bei Zhenting's feelings for him.

All along, he kept retreating because of the problems of one person or two people, pushing the people who loved him onto the so-called third party. God knows how many times this person was hurt by his own hands and how much he hurt her...

His heart ached so much that it clenched into a small ball. Bei Zhenting's words echoed in his mind. Luo Yao, who had just woken up from a dream, lost his balance and they both fell in the snow.

Luo Yao climbed up crying, and saw Bei Zhenting with his eyes closed, and she collapsed instantly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Don't die... I'm sorry... Don't leave me... Don't... wuwu..."

Bei Zhenting was dizzy from being shaken by him. He frowned, opened his eyes slightly, and raised his hand with difficulty to wipe away his tears.

"I'm fine..."