But what about Duanmu Qingchen?

And why did he stop outside the door?

Immediately he looked at the mid-heaven and found that the moon was already westward, and it was nearly midnight.

He is a person who pays close attention to time, because solving crimes is always closely related to time. He remembered that when he arrived here, it should be before Xu time, how could it be almost Zi time now? Where did the memory of the two hours go?

Suddenly, a flash of thought flashed through his mind, and he was stunned again. A huge feeling of loneliness filled his heart. Could it be...someone deliberately made him forget...

He took a step back, the cold moonlight illuminated his lost face, is it her...

Could it be that he still didn't hold back his feelings and said something to her? It made her embarrassed when she didn't want to see him again, so he erased his memory...

She is such a miraculous woman, she can show them the underworld, with this magical method, it is nothing to make him lose a moment of memory...

He lowered his face desolately and stood in the darkness of the alley. At this moment, his heart was shone by the moonlight, and his heart seemed to be blown away by the cold wind. He didn't know that liking someone was so annoying, and he didn't know that losing the person he liked would be so painful...

Even, she... didn't reject him face to face...

she...hates him...

His figure swayed in the night, looking at the horses outside the yard, she was even willing to accept Duanmu Qingchen, but not him...

His heart was stabbed deeply by the sharp blade again, and invisible blood flowed from his heart. He stood blankly in this alley. Now, what should he do?

Back to the eight doors? Opposite the wall of his yard, is her...

He wants to drink, drunk... don't know anything...

But is that still a man? Is he Fu Mingrui? Even if she doesn't love herself, she can't just erase her memory like this! He stared at Jiumen again, maybe, he should go back and ask her.

But, wouldn't that just be boring? If she can erase his memory once, she can erase the second time, and the third time...

For him to pay Mingrui, there will be moments of hesitation...

On the chessboard of fate, a white piece suddenly flickered, Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils showed a little surprise, it was a foregone conclusion, yet there were still people who were uncertain. Moreover, it was a white child, he was uncertain, could it possibly become a black child?

"Your son." Duanmu Qingchen pointed at the white son.

Lian Youyou frowned quietly and stared at the white child. She knew who he was, she slowly stretched out her hand, and her fingertips landed behind him.

"It's a foregone conclusion. No matter which direction you push, it can't change Lin Shiyue's fate." Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils showed a careless expression. He felt that Lian Youyou was just fighting a trapped beast at the moment. Deliberately procrastinating.

"This son... whether to push or not has nothing to do with Lin Shiyue's fate..." In Lian Youyou's eyes, there was a rare seriousness and emotion. She raised her left hand, and the hairpin box that Fu Mingrui gave her appeared in her palm. "But it's about me..."

The person in Duanmu Qingchen also saw the hairpin box Fu Mingrui gave her.

"He...is the first man in the world who fell in love with me..." Lian Youyou looked forward, "Falling in love with...me who has no blood on my hands..."

Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils were stunned. Is this... the goddess is in love? He looked at her in surprise, would she also be emotional? Will she have a heart too? !

"Do you... understand love?" Lian Youyou turned to look at Duanmu Qingchen, and the time above jumped from one second to another.

The divine light in Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils froze.

Lian Youyou smiled faintly, and suddenly Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils were taken aback by his quiet and elegant expression.

She looked into the distance: "Fu Mingrui's feelings for me...are pure, so...I am moved, because I know that pure love is rare and eternal." Lian Youyou turned her eyes to look at Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils, "This is ten thousand Over the years, what have I said to you the most?"

Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils were still looking at her absent-mindedly.

Her expression became quieter, her eyes became calm and gentle, like the gentle spring breeze, or like the softest white clouds in the world, making people's hearts involuntarily want to fall into that piece of tenderness and not want to wake up.

"Eternal time?" Lian Youyou called out again.

He came back to his senses, thought carefully, and he had to answer this question carefully.

Lian Youyou couldn't help smiling: "Do you still want to? I tell you every day."

His golden pupils flickered, and after Lian Youyou's reminder, he remembered the repeated words she said to him in those few days. He straightened his expression: "I... I'm back, I... I'm leaving."

Lian Youyou lowered her eyes slightly, nodded, and sighed softly: "But after I got down, I talked to Fu Mingrui more than I said to you..."

Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils froze immediately.

Lian Youyou raised her eyes and looked into the golden ocean: "We have been together for thousands of years, but we are not as pure as this life. Tell me, is it because we are mourning for God?"

Duanmu Qingchen still stared at her blankly.

She smiled faintly, and turned to look at the **** who was troubled by her, missed her, and suffered for her. She couldn't bear this pawn. How cruel it is to erase his feelings for her like this. No god, no matter what, has the right to do that.

Lin Tingjun did this to test her...

She took a deep breath, this man is actually more evil than her, he likes to give her difficult problems...

With the most gentle force, she gently pushed Fu Mingrui's body. She never expected that she would be moved by a little Wenqu star...

Standing in the dark alley, Fu Mingrui couldn't help taking a step forward. He was stunned and looked at the nine doors in front of him. Why? He was rejected by her, but in the end, he still chose to go to the Nine Gates...

Lian Youyou slowly withdrew her hand and let out a long sigh...

"Do you like her?" Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils fell on her sad face, a trace of anger emerged from the golden flames, he didn't know where this anger came from?

Lian Youyou turned to look at him at that moment, and raised a sly smile again: "Are you jealous?"

He was startled again.

Lian Youyou smiled with drooping eyes: "Actually... I am on top, and the person who spends the most time with me is my enemy. Always looking at my Fanyin quietly from a distance..."

Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils immediately burst into flames.

Lian Youyou smiled badly, and deliberately looked back at Duanmu Qingchen who was full of murderous looks: "You said... If that Fanyin didn't like me, why... always peeping on me?" Lian Youyou's smirk grew bigger and bigger.