With so many humans I know, Meng Yiran is a very special existence to her.

“…”

"The God of Fate really likes to tease me..."

"Or, even if you meet you, the God of Destiny cannot save me?"

Meng Yiran's expression was complicated.

Finally, I took over the broken red sausage of lovesickness.

The soul power surged, controlling the qi and blood, and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the flowers.

In a trance, I seemed to see everything that happened recently.

The flowers fell down as they wished, and finally fell into Meng Yiran's hands, and the girl was already in tears at this time.

People always escape from their truest selves...

Because the truth will never be easily accepted, and more because humans are the creatures that are best at deceiving...

"Xiaowu,"

"What is love?"

Meng Yiran asked suddenly.

I don’t know what I was thinking, but my eyes were flashing with a light that Xiao Wu had never seen before.

"like......"

"Love is pampering, and indifference. Love is justice, and evil. It is deprivation and giving. It is illness and redemption..."

Xiao Wu replied with a chuckling.

"Do you know why I answered so quickly?"

Xiao Wu asked again.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yiran shook her head.

"Because I have asked my brother why I should be so kind to me, why I pampered me so much, and why I love me,"

"This is his answer,"

"Now, it's my answer."

Meng still didn't say anything anymore.
Chapter completed!