Chapter 1,788: The Beauty that Belongs only to Him

Zhu Yan quickly brought the table.

He brought the appetizers and wine glasses.

He Yunting walked over and took out a crystal clear jade bottle.

He gently pulled out the cork, and a faint sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance instantly permeated his heart and lungs.

Murong Shaofeng knew that this was the sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed by Momo, and his heart was already so painful that he couldn't extricate himself. Everything about her always appeared without warning, and every time it could hit his heart bloody.

He Yunting poured wine for Murong Shaofeng and said, "Shaofeng, I know you are still immersed in the pain of Momo's departure and can't extricate yourself, but those of us who stay still live a carefree life of eating meat and drinking wine every day. Only if we live well can we make those who pay for us feel at ease."

Little did he know that when he said this, he was also in pain.

No one's heart is made of stone. Momo went to the desolate and death-filled witch clan, and their hearts were very painful.

But what can they do about the pain?

They are powerless.

The only thing he can do is to protect Mingyue Villa!

Murong Shaofeng remained silent, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

For every infatuated man, facing such a result is undoubtedly the most painful.

Murong Shaofeng also understood that life is not about the length of day and night,

but about showing brilliance and splendor every day. People know that an interesting life should be lived boldly.

But their one-day encounter gave him a different life experience.

Watching him drink it all, He Yunting poured him another glass of wine.

"Shaofeng, don't drink all the time, eat some vegetables, it's not good for your health."

Murong Shaofeng put down the white jade wine glass heavily.

"He Yunting, I suddenly found that you are really noisy!"

Finally, Murong Shaofeng spoke, his voice was hoarse and full of grief, which made people feel full of sadness.

He Yunting smiled with his lips pulled and spread his hands innocently.

"I didn't know I could be so noisy!"

Today he just wanted to find a reason to get Murong Shaofeng drunk and let him have a good sleep. Although he couldn't relieve his pain, he could let him live.

In this world, no matter who they leave, they have to live.

Murong Shaofeng looked at the white wine glass in his hand with a long gaze, "I remember when I first met Momo, she was like a white snow lotus. The kind of beauty that made people feel loving and warm made me, who was always cold enough to make thousands of miles of ice and snow, feel the beauty of life instantly. That feeling was like the interweaving of ice and snow and the warm spring sun, which made life green. At that time, the beautiful scenery around was not as happy as that. It was like going on an adventure. Finally, I had the joy of adventure and the relaxation I was looking for."

Murong Shaofeng recalled the beauty that belonged only to him.

He Yunting suddenly smiled and took a sip of wine slowly. "I searched for her in the crowd for thousands of times. Suddenly I looked back and found her in the dim light. Shao Feng, I understand this feeling."

When nothing is as good as tired or desperate, you will find sudden beauty. In the moment of despair, the sudden beauty shines with holy light and ignites people's desire to live instantly. At this moment, the adventure of that moment will become the most beautiful and unforgettable memory in a lifetime.

"Shao Feng, we were all young and frivolous. Let's put down what we should let go! The things we want to pick up may not be what the person wants to see. Her departure is just to make us live happier and calmer."