Fast Travel: The Patient Villain Is a Love Brain

Li Yan tugged at his sleeves and said nonchalantly, "A little injury, it's fine."

The main reason is that she was too tired yesterday, and she forgot to apply the medicine.

It may be that she has been injured too much recently, and her tolerance seems to be higher.

The red marks on the delicate skin disturbed Mo Jianjue, he took out another bottle of ointment, dug a lump and applied it on Li Yan's wrist.

"With your delicate appearance, who will dare to touch you in the future?"

Li Yan said embarrassingly, "It's not that delicate, it's just a little afraid of pain."

She has been well protected since she was a child and has never been injured, so her ability to bear pain is very weak.

Hearing this, Mo Linjue unconsciously relaxed the action of applying the ointment.

Li Yan paid attention to Mo Jianjue's serious movements, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Mao Qiu, actually the reborn Mo Jianjue doesn't seem so scary anymore."

Speaking of which, the ink skin art will become like this, a large part of it is due to the abuse of the original owner, and part of it is due to the encounters since childhood.

He may not have felt any warmth, so he envies the other him, right?

"What are you laughing at?" When Mo Jianjue looked up, he saw Li Yan's sweet smile, and his heart beat violently.

"Because I am happy! If you help me, I will be very happy, thank you!"

Mo Lingjue turned his head: "I'm just helping myself, if your father refuses to let me go because I abused you, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage?"

[Blackening value reduced to 45]

"Even if this is the case, I still want to thank you, and if it weren't for you, my elder brother would have ended up complaining all his life!"

Hearing this, Mo Lingjue shouted: "Your brother is not me, don't confuse me with him!"

[Warning, the blackening value has risen to 50]

"No matter who it is, the one who helped me find the truth, and the one who helped me cover up in front of my father, is the person in front of me called Mo Ling Jue, don't you think so?"

[Warning, the blackening value has risen to 60]

Fuqiu exclaimed: "Host, please stop your irritating behavior!"

Li Yan ignored the warning and continued: "Molinjue, although you feel that your circumstances are different, you cannot deny that you are the same person!"

[Warning, the blackening value has risen to 70]

Hairball: "Host, if you make any more irritating behaviors, the system will punish you!"

Li Yan still turned a deaf ear to the warning from the system: "Mo Lin Jue, you think you have been reborn, but you were the one who got along with me before, he was once, and you are him in the future. You are the same soul, why? Does it have to be so clear?"

Li Yan held Mo Jianjue's clenched fists with both hands, and stared at his dark eyes: "Your eyes, I have seen him before, don't reject that you, accept him, and he will accept you too."

"You don't have to envy him. You will have what he has. I never treat you or him differently. It's just that we met at different times. Can you reconcile with yourself?"

Mo Bojue looked down at Li Yan's serious eyes, her eyes seemed to have healing power, making people fall into her tenderness unconsciously.

Sometimes cunning, sometimes smart, sometimes like a close sister, always able to bring comfort to people.

Mo Linjue understood what Li Yan meant, she wanted to let herself accept the happy self, and not exclude herself from happiness.

But everything he had suffered was deeply imprinted in his soul, and the pain made him feel that he should live in darkness, so he even wanted to kill the happy self.

But now, looking at Li Yan's gentle appearance, he began to wonder if he could also get this kind of tenderness.

"Can I really have what I want?" Mo Jianjue asked dully.

"Of course, I said I will protect you, believe me, give me a chance, and give yourself a chance!"

Mo Linjue nodded slightly.

[Blackening value reduced to 50]

Hearing the prompt, both Li Yan and Mao Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

After Li Yan came out from Mo Jianjue, Mao Qiu couldn't help complaining: "Host, you're scaring me to death!"

Li Yan said with lingering fear: "The reason why the blackening value of Molin Jue is unstable is because he always thinks of his own pain, and the warmth of this time. Wandering in these two situations, he himself suffers. I think It’s also painful, so I want to see if he can reconcile with himself.”

She said those words because she felt that neither of these two souls should disappear, and reconciliation was the most beneficial help for them.

All she can do is influence and pay for her sins, but even so, she still can't eliminate all the blackening value of Mo Jianjue.

Only when he reconciles with himself, when he is willing to take the initiative to accept the goodness and help of the world, and no longer close himself in a small space, will that be the real help to him.

Thinking of these, Li Yan suddenly felt that his trip was meaningful.

Sometimes helping others is not a kind of practice.

She used to always close herself up and practice hard, ignoring the relationship between people and too many beautiful things, this time she should make up for it.

Mo Lingjue lay on the cushion, his consciousness sank into a dark space.

Suddenly a beam of light hit him, and he narrowed his eyes dazzlingly.

"I said she's not the same as before, don't you want to believe her?"

With a familiar voice, Mo Lingjue opened his eyes, and the person in front of him was exactly the same as himself.

"Hmph, you're lucky, kid!"

The young Mo Linjue reached out to him: "Forget about the past! Those painful memories will only torture you, why don't you accept the reality with me?"

Mo Lingjue stared at those hands and hesitated, forget the past?Accept the truth?Can he also accept those good things?

Noticing that the young Mo Jianjue nodded to him, he hesitantly stretched out his hand to shake it back.

[Blackening value reduced to 30]

Sleeping Li Yan heard the prompt in a daze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

-

"Molinjue, let's have breakfast!"

Li Yan came in with a food box and noticed that Mo Jianjue kept her head down, she walked over and whispered softly: "What's the matter with you, are you unhappy?"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at each other: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't hurt you."

Li Yan knew that yesterday's persuasion was effective, so he waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's just a small injury, don't worry about it."

Mo Linjue held Li Yan's wrist, rubbing the red marks with his rough thumb: "He... I can be very happy, right?"

Li Yan was pondering over Mo Linjue's tone, and always felt that the tone seemed to be saying goodbye. She shook her hand back, with tenderness in her nervousness: "Yes, everyone will be happy!"

Mo Linjue nodded invisibly, and the meal was considered warm.

"Li Yan, I'll kill you!" As soon as Li Yan came out of the room, a crazy woman rushed towards her with teeth and claws.