Fairy Dream Ye Luoli: I led the master to kill crazy

Yes, he remembered all the memories of Mo Jiuyu being rewritten by Xiyu, including what Xiyu said in his sleep that night.

She obviously said she would never leave him, but not only did she leave herself forever, she also created a doll to rewrite the memories between them.

Why……

Mo Jiuyu drank chicken soup, his eyes filled with a little hatred for Xiyu and hatred for her leaving without saying goodbye, but more of it was pain, and all the emotions in his eyes were eventually shrouded in darkness.

Can they never meet again in this life?Just thinking about this made Mo Jiuyu feel pain like a needle pricking him, and the chicken soup in his bowl almost spilled out.

"I'm a little tired and want to rest." As he said that, Mo Jiuyu put the bowl on the cabinet next to him, slowly lay down and covered himself tightly with the quilt.

Feeling severe pain in his heart, he bit his lip. The smell of blood spread in his mouth, and he refused to let himself go.

Seeing that Mo Jiuyu's face was not good, Song Wanning didn't say anything. After carefully putting away the dishes and chopsticks, she tiptoed out of the ward and closed the door.

After that day, Mo Jiuyu was no longer decadent, and he could draw characters whose faces he had never been able to draw.

"Master? Is this person also Fairy Ye Luoli?" Fusheng looked at the person in the painting and said strangely. She was the only Fairy Ye Luoli in this parallel time and space.

The dress of the person in the painting and the crown on his head all have the same characteristics as Fairy Ye Luoli.

Mo Jiuyu nodded and didn't say much. He kept staring at the person in the painting. He raised his hand and traced her outline bit by bit. The look in his eyes suddenly deepened and he tore the portrait into pieces. He looked crazy and frightened. Fu Sheng didn't dare to say anything.

"Why..." Mo Jiuyu roared heartbreakingly, holding the painting that he tore into pieces, and pieced them together bit by bit.

Eyes full of brokenness.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"Go away! I don't want to see you, why is it not you who is leaving, why..." Mo Jiuyu raised his head, his eyes were scarlet and cold.

Fusheng stared blankly at this scene, with a hint of hurt in his eyes. Why... She didn't understand. In her memory, the master was so kind to her. Why did it suddenly change?

After Mo Jiuyu vented her anger, a man silently glued the torn papers together and hung her on the bedside.

Xiyu wiped away all traces of her existence, and Mo Jiuyu was in pain. Apart from his own memory, he didn't know what to use to prove that the person who brought him light existed.

Lock yourself in a room and vent.

Since then, Mo Jiuyu's temper has become even more unpredictable. He is a polite gentleman and always has a smile on his face.

But those gloomy eyes had a coldness that many people couldn't see.

His sudden change in personality did not attract many people's attention. On the contrary, everyone liked Mo Jiuyu like this.

In addition, his legs can walk, and his handsome face makes him attract countless fans in school, and he receives dozens of love letters on his desk every morning.

Mo Jiuyu was kind to everyone, but he didn't accept any of those love letters, and he kept the right distance from others, with a polite detachment.

Over time, everyone in the school knew that Mo Jiuyu did not want to fall in love, and since he had always been close to Song Wanning, everyone assumed that Song Wanning was Mo Jiuyu's girlfriend.

A talented man and a beautiful woman, everyone thinks that the two of them are a perfect match in every aspect.