Crazy villains for redemption, I was reborn three times

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"Second Young Master, this is the rose cake made by my concubine, would you like to try it?"

Suddenly there was a food box in Yan Muhan's hand, and the woman ran away in a flash.

"Yo yo yo, the rose cake I made by myself."

Yan Muhan was about to throw away the food box in his hand when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

He turned to look.

Qiao Sui waved at him, "Long time no see."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, she snatched the food box from his hand.

Before Yan Muhan could stop it, she had already taken a piece and tasted it.

Qiao Sui frowned slightly, curled his lips, "It doesn't taste very good."

Yan Muhan said, "Why are you so careless, don't eat it, who knows if there is something dirty in it."

Qiao Sui looked at him admiringly, "It's good, you know how to be vigilant, I thought you would lower your guard when you saw a pretty girl."

Yan Muhan's face darkened when he heard the words.

Qiao Sui didn't feel that he was in a bad mood at all, and said to himself, "Even if you are about the age to get married, you still have to be on guard against some people, just the one just now, maybe it's your future little girl."

As Qiao Sui said, she suddenly remembered that in the past, she also...

Thinking of this, she changed the subject, "It's nothing, but that woman just now, her mind was not pure at first glance, her ambition was written all over her face, she was obviously planning to plot against you."

"Some flowers are beautiful, but poisonous."

The taste of this flower cake was really not good, Qiao Sui took a sip of the wine and put it down.

Looking up, I saw his expressionless face.

She paused.

What's up with him?

Yan Muhan suddenly said inexplicably, "You mean, you can pick flowers that are not poisonous?"

Qiao Sui looked at him for a long time.

The person in front of me overlaps with the person in my memory.

However, they all say that people are composed of all the memories of the past, so even in the past and present lives, they are not alone.

And how long can she stay with him now?

Is he her Mu Han?

They didn't have those days in Dongli Village, the years without Beijing, and they didn't experience those things. If she imposes all hopes on such a him, is it fair?

Qiao Sui pursed his lips into a straight line, "Let's see fate."

Yan Muhan suddenly laughed.

His face turned extremely cold in an instant, and he suddenly turned around and left.

Qiao Sui snorted and immediately followed him.

What kind of temper is this all of a sudden.

Is there something wrong with what she just said?

Qiao Sui followed him all the way, but he walked too fast. After turning around, Qiao Sui didn't know where he was going.

She chose one side with some hesitation, lifted the hem of her skirt to catch up, and bumped into someone.

Qiao Sui thought it was Mu Han.

"Hiss—" She patted the side of his hand unceremoniously, "Why are you losing your temper all of a sudden?"

It was only after he finished speaking that he realized that the figure of the person in front of him was slightly different from Mu Han's. Although he was very similar, it was not him. His body was probably a little bad, so he looked thin.

She is as tall as jade, gentle and elegant.

It was she who thought about the people she might meet in this parallel world.

It was someone she had rarely appeared in her dreams all along.

Qiao Sui looked at him blankly, for a moment, he forgot how to react.

"Yan...voiceless?"

These three words came out of her throat unconsciously.

The voice was so soft that even she couldn't hear it clearly.

The whole body became inexplicably stiff. What's more, she noticed that her hands were trembling unconsciously.

My memory seemed to return to that day when the fire was so bright.

She lost consciousness, and when she woke up, she saw the scorched black body, the pair of blood-red eyes, and could even feel the twitching of that body, and a tear slowly fell down the unrecognizable side face.

"Xiaoxue." There seemed to be a gentle voice, coming from the distant sky and ethereal, it was quiet and deafeningly contradictory at the same time.

Yan Qingyin curled her hand into a fist and coughed gently on her lips.

"What did the girl say?"

Qiao Sui was stiff all over, and she took two steps back, shaking her head slowly.

Yan Qingyin looked at her and smiled slightly, "Do we know each other, girl?"

There was no extra emotion on Qiao Sui's face, and he shook his head slowly.

She has thought about it countless times.

If you can do it all over again, then they don't know each other again.

Don't have any more entanglements.

Those illusory, real, all memories, don't repeat them again.

He is still that cold-hearted, refined and self-interested Yan Qingyin, going towards his own destiny, at least not because she woke up one day and found that she had made so many mistakes in the past. Died under the scorching fire.

And she could only watch helplessly.

He spent the rest of his life bearing the guilt of his tragic death.

Every time he recalled the fire, what he couldn't get rid of was Yan Qingyin's smiling and elegant eyes.

Yan Qingyin looked at her a few more times, probably thinking she was a little strange, so he nodded gently at her.

Qiao Sui saluted slowly in front of him, and leaned against the wall after he left.

She also saw a figure running and suddenly tripped over a stone under her feet.

It was Yan Qingze who Yan Qingyin tried to save but failed to save.

Qiao Sui just glanced at the side face.

Then I knew it was Aze.

She crouched down slowly.

Covering his eyes, he could faintly feel the wetness of his palms.

Han Zitou is in his hometown, maybe he can live an ordinary life in this life, maybe he will become the kind of famous hero he once wanted to be.

Yan Qingyin and Aze are still alive now.

They don't die on the battlefield, only to be consumed by flames in the end.

Those bad, heart-piercing things didn't happen in this world.

Everyone is fine.

Mu Han was also in front of her.

What a wonderful world.

Unknowingly, she broke down in tears.

The light in front of him was suddenly enveloped by a black shadow.

Qiao Sui looked up.

Yan Muhan stood in front of her and stretched out his hand to pull her up from the ground.

Qiao Sui couldn't suppress his emotions anymore, put his arms around his waist, and cried loudly.

All the sorrow and sadness seem to be vented at this moment.

Yan Muhan froze.

She was always optimistic by his side, as if nothing would affect her mood, and she always regarded him as a child.

Never leaning against him, leaning on him like in a dream.

But today, she took the initiative to cry in front of him.

Yan Muhan raised his hand and held her in his arms.

Qiao Sui tugged at his sleeves tightly. After crying, he thought about how embarrassed he was now, and felt a little ashamed belatedly.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at him.