Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

Fuyue paused and shook his head, "Nothing."

In fact, she wanted to ask who Yu Ci was and why she looked exactly the same as Yu Ci. This was something Fuyue couldn't figure out.

Even if Fuyue didn't say it out loud, Huo Qingchen could see the problem in Fuyue's heart.

Huo Qingchen smiled and looked at Fu Yue, "There are some things, Fu Yue, you should understand at this time. Lu Mian and I have been friends for so many years. I know that he is a long-term and dedicated person. I I have never seen him treat anyone as kindly as he treats you. There is only one woman Lu Mian wants in his life, not Fuyue or Yuci, but you."

After a pause, Huo Qingchen said to Fuyue again, "Fuyue, you can't be bound by a name. You are yourself."

Although Fuyue was a little confused, she still nodded, "I understand. I will definitely save Lu Mian, not because he loves me, but because I love him."

Fuyue's love is very sober. When she truly loves someone, she is willing to give everything for that person. Even if the two of them are separated one day, Fuyue will not regret it, because it is her own choice.

Even if there are serious consequences, Fuyue will not complain to others, because this is the result of her choice in love.

This is the price of walking on the road of love. Fuyue will not complain, nor is he too lazy to complain.

She never looks back.

As she got closer to the Eldar, the illusion became more powerful, but this time, Fuyue felt that she had not entered any bad illusion.

This is a study room. Fuyue recognized this place as Lu Mian's villa in England. It was here that Lu Mian's mother's earrings were put on Yu Ci's earlobe by Lu Mian.

Fuyue didn't understand why this illusion appeared in front of her.

What exactly does Genjutsu want to do?

Suddenly, a man appeared in front of Fuyue. The man was wearing a white robe, with an awe-inspiring celestial spirit, handsome appearance, and a real unworldly quality about him.

He looked at Fuyue, his pale brows and eyes seemed to be wrapped in the breeze and bright moon. He was a very clean person, so clean that ordinary people would not dare to touch him.

"Who are you?" Fuyue asked doubtfully.

The man chuckled and did not answer. He handed Fuyue a box and said, "There is something you want in here."

Fuyue took it and opened the box. Inside was a white jade ring with a complicated pattern. Fuyue frowned and asked, "Is this a magic spell?"

The man nodded, his voice soft and gentle, "Yes, this is the magic spell. You can save Lu Mian with this thing."

Hearing this, Fuyue paused and looked up at the man standing in front of her, "How do you know Lu Mian?"

After asking this question, Fuyue felt that his question was stupid.

Therefore, she didn't really want this man's answer.

However, the man didn't speak for a while, Fuyue thought to himself, it seemed that he also thought the question she asked was a bit silly.

However, Fuyue immediately felt strange that it was a bit unreal for her to get the magic spell so easily.

Fuyue pursed her lips, looked at the man in front of her, and asked softly, "Is this magic spell true?"

"It's true." The man sat behind the desk, his eyes falling on Fuyue's face. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, "You shouldn't be in this state, and you shouldn't even forget who you are."

"I am Fuyue." Fuyue said firmly, "I have not forgotten who I am. I am myself. I will not replace anyone, and no one can replace me."

Hearing this, the man chuckled and said, "You are the same as before, Fuyue. You should not forget all the past memories, good or bad. It is these memories that make you up."

Fuyue frowned. She didn't know what was going on, but she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"I don't want it!" Fuyue looked at the man in front of her, her attitude was more firm than ever before, and her words were loud and clear, "No matter whether the past memories are good or bad, I don't want to think of them. I don't want to break the balance of the present. "

The man sighed, "Do you know why you can come into the Eldar Tribe?"

Fuyue pursed her lips. Although she had guessed it, she still did not answer the question.

The man raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and said softly, "Because you have no memory of the past. There will always be some dirty things in a person's past, and you have lost the memory of the past and only have the memory of the present, so you Extremely clean. Fuyue, people should not forget the past. You should realize that those memories you choose to forget will one day come back to your mind in a way that is difficult for you to accept. "

Fuyue paused, blinked her sour eyes, and suddenly remembered what Huo Qingchen said to her.

At this moment, some memories that seemed not to belong to her appeared in her mind. Fuyue frowned and had a splitting headache. The severe pain made Fuyue subconsciously close her eyes.

She only felt that she had never been in such pain before, and her whole head felt like it was torn open from the middle in an extremely cruel way.

After the severe headache, Fuyue slowly opened his eyes, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Her eyes were moist and clean. The man behind the desk was a little surprised when he saw Fuyue's eyes.

He thought that Fuyue would be contaminated by those dirty memories because of his past memories. He didn't expect that Fuyue was still so clean, without a trace of impurities.

Like independent snow lotus on the mountain.

Tears formed in the corners of Fuyue's eyes. She closed her eyes again. After a while, she slowly opened them and looked at the man in front of her. She tugged at the corners of her lips and showed a forced smile, "This is the highest level of illusion." Realm?"

Seeing Fuyue's expression, the man knew that she had remembered her. He stood up, walked to Fuyue, raised his arms, held Fuyue's back, and gently held her in his arms.

Fuyue leaned on the man's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes. Her tears became more and more fierce. Finally, she couldn't control it and cried out.

"I don't want to die..." Fu Yue sobbed and murmured, "I don't want to leave Lu Mian, I want to live. Is there any way for me to live? Lu Mian... he... he hasn't confessed to me yet. I I haven't told Lu Mian yet that I like him, I... I don't want to die, I never want to die."

The man sighed and patted Fu Yue's back with a gentle voice, "Your death is a fact that has already happened. No amount of force can change it. Do you know that?"

Fuyue cried and shook his head, then nodded, with a heavy cry in his voice, "But I want to live."

"Yu Ci, you are dead." The man called Fuyue's real name with a regretful tone.

The highest level of illusion is never to create false illusions for a person, but to allow the person to have the courage to face his true self.

People cannot live in self-deception forever.