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As long as they are brothers, how can his brother be so easy to do?!

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Of his three brothers, the eldest is arrogant, the second is short-lived, and the third is short-lived. What is Meng Xian planning to do? How about being brothers?

Nonsence!

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What do you like - still being brothers? Why don't you say "be each other's summoned beasts for the rest of our lives?!"

"I...I will never like you again." Meng Xian said slowly with a trembling voice: "Actually, it was wrong from the beginning. You saved me. I am grateful to you, but it is because I want it, it is ignorance, and it is greed.

...Ten years, how many decades can there be in life... I have been entangled with you for ten years, and you still have no feelings for me... Ziliang, I never care about secular ethics, and never fear the ethics of heaven, even if

The whole world is accusing me, but I still dare to admit that I love you... But what's the use of it? It's not wrong that I love you, you just... don't love me... This is not wrong either. We are all right and wrong.

It's fate, Ziliang, if you don't love me, even if I become a woman, you probably won't love me. Meng Xian loves Ling Ziliang, but Ling Ziliang doesn't love Meng Xian... This is an unbreakable link that will strangle him to death.

We have lost each other, so I won’t force it, Ziliang, I really won’t force it. If you don’t love me, then I won’t love you either. We won’t argue or hide anymore. That’s it, the friendship between gentlemen is indifferent.

Rushui, let's be friends and brothers, and then I'll watch you get married and have children... And I, maybe, will also meet such a woman... or a man, who can accept me and respond to my love... In this way, we

Everyone can be happy."

Meng Xian's voice was light, desperate, and without any emotion.

As he said - the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

They returned to the "correct" position, as clear as water, with no more waves.

There were some drops of water in his purple eyes. He felt the moist eye sockets and half-opened his lips. He couldn't help but lower his head, blinking and staring at the gray ground. On the ground were still the objects that Meng Xian had smashed before.

The broken wine cup dregs made his throat hurt.

This kind of pain is slowly tearing the thin flesh on the heart, and blood is flowing out bit by bit...

After swallowing a sip of saliva, he raised his head suddenly, stretched out his arm, hooked Meng Xian's neck, and smiled broadly.

"Hahaha... Meng Xian, you have finally figured it out. The prince promises you! Be brothers and be each other's summoned beasts. Hey, it would be fine if you had thought about it earlier!" Ling Ziliang smiled like this, but he felt unhappy in his heart.

He only made sounds with his mouth, but his eyebrows were as cold as snow, without a trace of smile.

His heart was bleeding like a river, and he had an illusion that something very important had left him in an instant...

"Go and tell Yan Junqing to choose a time to bring people to me, and those things, all of which are indispensable... You... let's go." Meng Xian simply turned around, and Ling Ziliang's laughter made him laugh.

His heart ached with pain. He didn't want to see Ling Ziliang's hearty and bright smile at this time. It would be too hurtful.

After Ling Ziliang heard Meng Xian speak calmly again, his whole body felt as if cold water had been poured on him. It was much colder than the real cold water before. It extinguished the fire in his heart. He stood up slowly and responded.

, ready to leave.
Chapter completed!