When the light of inspiration disappeared, the two of them returned to the academy, as if nothing had happened. Mo Huai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Yu Shang's tears, then turned around and left.

The master sent him to Yingyue City this time, but it turned out that the master finally forgave Xia Qi. Even if he forgives him, he will still have to be separated by life and death in the end.

A white dress flew across the city, and the fairy spirit dissipated. Passers-by no longer paid attention to the fairies from other places.

Melancholy shadows stop in love,

I feel sad and frightened in my heart.

I don't know why I am injuring me,

In the end, it was suspected to be zero for half a lifetime.

"Master, why are you always living in struggle?" Mo Huaichen was very puzzled. She felt that if you fall in love with someone, you should love him vigorously, or choose not to love that person.

Some thoughts...

She was still walking alone in the city...

"Don't be sad!"

Turning around in doubt, Mo Huaisin saw a man standing in the city, looking straight at himself, but in her mind it seemed that she could not find the appearance of this person, but she was so familiar that she could not be familiar with it. The feeling seemed familiar.

"You... are you?"

"Last time in that ancient bookstore, we met one another, but do you still remember?"

"In the ancient bookstore..." Mo Huaichen became even more puzzled, because many people gathered in the ancient bookstore that day, and she did not record the faces of several people.

"I guess you never remembered me. I saw you in fairy spirit and a moving posture. I wonder what you are doing when you visited my city lord's mansion today?" Xia Wen recalled the scene that day and was very excited. Seeing the appearance of the fairy who had never possessed in the mortal world here is a blessing in my life.

What made Mo Huaichen feel strange was that since he had only one chance, how could the person in front of him know his name? Could it be that some people deliberately arranged it?

"Why did you know my name?"

Xia Wen smiled knowingly, feeling very happy as if he had done something big.

"That day, I heard that your name was Mo Huaiwu, and I felt in my heart that this was not your name. A name that flashed in my mind was Mo Huaiyin. I don't know if this was the name I heard of at one moment in my memory, or if we knew it, the name was engraved in my mind."

After Xia Wen said this, Mo Huaichen felt a sense of familiarity. She didn't know when and when the memories left, and that kind of acquaintance seemed to have been a long time.

That memory is so blurred that it is not the point where you know that there was a memory in your mind, but you don’t know what this memory is.

Perhaps their acquaintance is destined, or perhaps their meeting is a joke given by fate.

Xia Wen slowly approached her, but she did not retreat, but felt like she wanted to approach him. This was a kind of pressure from the bottom of her heart, a kind of push that was not controlled by her body.

I don’t know if they met at first, nor can I be sure whether the vague memory is real, but that impulse and emotion force them to get closer slowly. In the end, it was the teasing of fate or the blurred memories that made the two meet again or for the first time.

"Are you Xia Wen? At that time, we were taken away together and then separated?" Something seemed to flash in Mo Huai's mind. The memory just now on Yuehou Mountain slowly opened up her memory...

That memory could not be found in Xia Wen's mind. At that time, it was a baby, a baby that had not yet begun to develop. Even if it was a complete memory, it might be just a blank space in Xia Wen's mind!

The place where he could not even remember was a miserable smile. In Xia Wen's heart, there was no clear memory that could prove that he knew Mo Huaichen, but he always had that inexplicable impulse, which was very familiar and very active.

"I don't know when this happened, but I am indeed Xia Wen. I think maybe our memories are not repeated..." A past without impression is just the past.

"Then...that Xia Qi is your father?"

As soon as these words were said, Xia Wen was very surprised. He did not expect that Mo Huaicun knew his father's name. Even the people of Yingyue City would only call his father the city lord, and few people knew his father's name.

After thinking about it carefully, Xia Wen seemed to know the purpose of Mo Huaisin's visit this time.

"So you are sent by the Moon Girls to participate in the Moon Festival this time..."

This sentence is like a trace of dust in the air, falling on the ground makes people feel much more comfortable.

"Son of the City Lord, you and I are both people with many hardships in fate. I think you don't know your identity yet. Like you, you may live more with peace of mind than if I know the truth..."

After knowing that Xia Wen had the same fate as him, Mo Huaichen not only felt more pity for him, but also had a little more sense of acquaintance.

The years I missed in my life not only become a blank of memory, but also a accumulation of emotions. When we meet, the feeling of being conscious but not being conscious gradually leads to a faint feeling.

Maybe there was a person who had really made her devote all her body and let her abandon everything. But that simple thing was not only the memories in her mind, but also a heart-wrenching understanding.

"I don't know what you know in that academy, but none of them can become obstacles to your and my acquaintance. If you and I are destined to meet again today, then let it be destined..."

Mo Huaiyin suddenly felt a chill, and her heart felt unprecedented desolation. These words deeply hurt her heart. In her heart, she did not believe in the so-called destiny, but it seemed that when she heard this word, she always felt pain...

A memory that seemed not to belong to Mo Huaisen slowly emerged in her mind. She remembered the person who had been entangled with her for the rest of her life, the person who gave up on herself for the sake of the people of the world. She felt as if she was experiencing the story of her master, as if everything in front of her happened to her.

"You are so heartless and cruel, just like your father. Have you ever thought about me? Have you ever thought about what I will give for it?" Mo Huaichen lost control for a moment. She felt that her thinking was not her own, and her memories were all the memories of others...

The master's story is looming in her mind, and the memory in her mind is about to surface. No one can understand the pain of being abandoned, but in the eyes of the world, it is natural for me to be abandoned, but to save the people of the world. Has the people really fought against their love? Is that the little righteousness that wants to give up for the so-called righteousness?
Chapter completed!