Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

"I really want to tear off your fake mask and see what's inside."

"Your Majesty..." Ye Yinchen's lips trembled slightly because of fear, he stretched out his hand obsessively, wanting to grab Bai Zhen's hand or sleeve, "Let's go back to the palace first, listen to me Please explain slowly, okay, I will tell you everything carefully, don't be angry..."

"Snapped--!"

A crisp sound.

Bai Zhen knocked off his hand.

Perhaps because she was too hard, his footsteps swayed vainly to the side for two steps.

The jasper hairpin on his head slipped from his hair and fell to the ground and shattered in half.

The black hair fell like a waterfall, covering half of his face, and at the same time covering the loneliness and sadness in his eyes.

Bai Zhen calmly looked at the slightly embarrassed young man in front of her, with a light voice, "It is said that seeing is believing, but hearing is false. I have heard too many lies, how do I know this time, what you said is true or false?

Ye Yinchen, I won't trust you anymore.

Because what I hate most is betrayal. "

The boy's body shuddered heavily, as if a hand had passed through his chest, gripping his heart fiercely, and it was so painful that he was about to suffocate.

When the girl's voice came, it was still the same tone as usual, but in his ears, every word was heart-wrenching.

"You go. I won't kill you, but I don't want to see you again."

The boy raised his head.

There is a little water in the ink eyes, which looks shiny, but reveals a deep regret, reluctance and despair.

The last bit of light in the bottom of his eyes was gradually swallowed by the darkness.

He whispered softly, "Your Majesty..."

Bai Zhen turned her back and stood with her hands behind her back, unwilling to look at him again.

"roll!"

The young man's figure swayed, and he was able to stand firm by holding on to the corner of the table.

Thin lips pursed into a straight line, he glanced at the girl, and staggered out of the room.

There was lightning and thunder outside, the wind rattled the windows, and the rain seemed to be heavier.

The young man walked to the door of the room, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he paused, turned his head and looked at Bai Zhen again.

She was still facing the wall, not even wanting to give him another look.

He looked back, bowed his head and smiled sarcastically.

He stretched out his hand and let the rain wash away the blood on his hands, then stepped into the pouring rain, letting the cold rain wet his thin clothes.

Bai Zhen finally turned her head and watched the thin back of the young man drift away in the rain.

She sighed.

The most heartbreaking, not from love to hate.

But even if they meet and don't know each other, from then on, Tianya is a passerby...

The unparalleled youth who stood holding the piano under the moonlight.

That young man has always been pure and elegant, and thoughtful.

The back can be so lonely and desperate.

Perhaps, that outstanding temperament and decent manners are just the hard shell he uses to protect himself.

After the layers are peeled off, this is the real him...

Bai Zhen closed her eyes.

That's it.

None of this has anything to do with her.

Because, there will be no more intersections.

Just like his name-

Since then, the sound and dust have been quiet,

The green hills are like daikon like smoke.

[Host, now the Fragment's favorability value is 90, do you really stop working hard? 】

"The deity is not that cheap."

System: [But it's almost 10 o'clock! 】

"Don't say 10 o'clock, not even 1 o'clock."

【Host, what are you going to do? If you don't fight for favorability points, the mission will fail! If you fail, you will fly away...]

Bai Zhen interrupted it irritably, "Shut up!"

The system was suddenly as quiet as a chicken.

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The Wall Crack recommends this chapter's BGM "Heart · Machine"