Chapter 284 The white moonlight in Bo's illusion?
Chapter 284 The white moonlight in Bo's illusion?
Lu Xiaoli reached out and gently pinched Mo Liyuan's handsome face, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and said coquettishly:
"Are you an imposter? Am I still in this illusion? When did you become so frank and straightforward?"
Mo Liyuan looked aggrieved, muttering softly, "There's a saying that goes, 'Just one act of initiative leads to a lifetime of introversion!'"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xiaoli lifted Mo Liyuan's cheek without hesitation and kissed him gently.
After a moment, she slowly released her lips and said with a smile: "Well, it's not fake, it's my real husband, even the taste is exactly the same, hehe!"
Seeing this, Mo Liyuan reached out and gently pinched his wife's cute little nose, and said softly, "Okay, let's start practicing quickly.
After I successfully get out of here, I will come and give you a good lesson, you naughty little brat!"
Lu Xiaoli nodded obediently, her eyes always fixed on her handsome husband.
Mo Liyuan was seen sitting cross-legged on the ground in an elegant posture, ready to start meditation and practice.
Lu Xiaoli just stared at him infatuatedly, his eyes full of admiration.
However, not long after, Mo Liyuan began to feel uncomfortable all over.
His body stiffened slightly, and he said helplessly, "Madam, please stop staring at me like that. If you keep going on like this, I'm going to go crazy!"
Hearing this, Lu Xiaoli's face flushed with shame. She stood up hastily, like a frightened deer, and rushed into a fantasy world without knowing where to go.
As soon as he stepped into this new fantasy world, Lu Xiaoli couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Huh? Whose illusion is this? Eh? That person over there... isn't that Bo Lu? But who is that woman standing in front of him?"
Lu Xiaoli covered his mouth and laughed, "Oh, is this the white moonlight in Bo's heart? And you still call me wife every day? What a scumbag, you got slapped in the face, right? I saw it, didn't I?"
Bo Yan's face was filled with disbelief, his lips trembling slightly as he opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "Youyue? It's actually you? How can this illusion be so realistic? It's exactly the same as reality!"
Youyue smiled slightly, and that smile was as beautiful and charming as a flower blooming in spring.
She walked forward, gently took Bo's hand, and said in an extremely gentle voice:
"Brother, we haven't seen each other for so long. Don't you have anything in your heart you want to tell me when you see me? Has your love for me disappeared without a trace since I passed away?"
Bo Yan stared blankly at the person before him, not knowing what to say for a moment. After a long while, he muttered to himself, "Is this... is this really just an illusion?"
Hearing this, Youyue's bright eyes dimmed instantly, tears welling up in her eyes. She sobbed and continued to cry:
"Brother, this isn't some illusion! I now exist in this world as a soul.
Over the years, I have been alone and lonely, which is really painful! But why are you still unwilling to come and accompany me? Wuwuwu..."
Faced with this situation, Bo Yan suddenly became at a loss, stammering words that even he could not understand.
In the end, thousands of words converged into a simple "I'm sorry!"
Youyue stared at Bolang with tears in her eyes, her beautiful eyes full of resentment.
Then, she slowly raised her foot, stood on tiptoe, and then slowly moved closer to Bo Yan, opened her red lips, and kissed him.
At this moment, Lu Xiaoli was standing quietly by the side, taking it all in. Seeing such a scene, Lu Xiaoli couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.
This feeling is indescribable, as if there are millions of ants crawling in my heart.
At this moment, Bo Yan suddenly seemed to wake up from a dream, opened his eyes wide, and pushed hard with both hands, pushing You Yue directly to the ground.
Youyue fell to the ground unexpectedly. She looked up at Bolang, tears pouring out like a flood, and she cried out heartbreakingly:
"Brother? Why on earth is that? Do you really not love me anymore?"
Bo Yan stood there, his body trembling slightly, his mouth opening and closing, but he still couldn't utter a complete sentence.
His face was as pale as paper, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead, as if he was going through a huge struggle in his heart.
In the end, all the words were combined into three simple words: "I'm sorry!" The voice was filled with endless regret and self-blame.
At this moment, Youyue, who had been sitting on the ground, slowly stood up.
Her movements were graceful and light, but her eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, like two rays of cold light shooting straight into the distance.
Then, she turned her head and looked in the direction of Lu Xiaoli, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a creepy smile.
Then, in a gentle yet chilling tone, he said, "Brother Lu, I'm really lonely here. Can you come and keep me company?
If I hadn't wanted to be with you forever, I wouldn't have ended up like this. All of this is a debt you owe me!"
Hearing this, Bo Yan could no longer bear the pain in his heart. He covered his head with his hands and slowly squatted down. He kept muttering to himself:
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with deep guilt.
Seeing this, Youyue walked gently to Bo'er, slowly bent down, and stretched out her arms to hug him.
Her movements were extremely gentle, as if she was treating a rare treasure with the same care. At the same time, she gently patted Bo's back and whispered comfortingly:
"Don't be afraid, Brother Rong. From now on, we will be together forever and ever. No one can separate us anymore."
However, at this moment, Lu Xiaoli was horrified to find that a huge black hole suddenly appeared under their feet.
The black hole was filled with a strong aura of darkness, and one could vaguely see countless skeleton hands stretching out from it, tightly grabbing Bo'er and Youyue's ankles and desperately pulling them down!
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