Mu Bai suddenly wanted to laugh a little, laughing at his own self-indulgentness.

In fact, he never saw through this woman.

Including her eyes, her face, her every frown and smile, her every move.

"Why... you... hurt my heart so much?"

He leaned against the short table, his heavy body almost losing balance.

Very tired.

"Where did I hurt you? If you say you like me, but I am with Prince Li, then sorry, when you met me, I was Feng Liye's wife."

Qingge walked back and sat down not far from him.

Staring at his pale and bloodless face, her eyes were a bit complicated.

"What's more, you said you like me, but I can't feel it at all. Mu Bai, you are different from ordinary people. Your emotions and six desires are fake."

Mu Bai's palm tightened suddenly and he suddenly looked up at her.

The heart was like something was torn to pieces.

Is his emotions and desires fake in her opinion?

Are they all fake?

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. When I was studying medicine, I minored in psychology. When you said you like me, you had an ordinary breath and no anxiety or panic about confessing. Of course, you are not really confessing."

She spread her hands: "Of course, I am just a minor in psychology. In other words, I am not good at learning skills, but I can at least tell the truth or falsehood of your confession."

"Maybe, I don't even know the truth or false?"

"Then I'm not doing anything. At least, you have to figure out your feelings before talking about it."

Mu Bai didn't want to talk to her.

But even he himself didn't know whether she could refute her words.

In fact, the seven emotions and six desires are true or false. After so many years of calm, he can't even tell him about it.

For example, at this moment, he was angry. How true is it?

He wasn't actually angry, but he didn't know how to face her.

Why did he think that the person who is sick is not her, but himself?

From the first time he believed wholeheartedly, was deceived by her, and even his life was almost ruined in her hands, he shouldn't have been soft-hearted about this woman.

But he still felt soft-hearted.

He not only suffered from this Stockholm syndrome, but also suffered from it very much!

He suddenly felt a little depressed: "Stockholm syndrome, how to treat it?"

Qingge was stunned, then said, "How can masochism be cured?"

Masochist!

Mu Bai glared at her fiercely!

Although this is the first time he heard of this word, he immediately understood what it means!

Who is the masochist? This dead girl!

"Ha, look, now that I am like a normal person, flesh and blood, will get angry and resentful, instead of always like a cup of boiled water, which tastes nothing."

To put it nicely, it means being out of the world and not in the world, but to put it badly, it means that the emotional nerves are as if they have been stripped away!

Emotional nerve response is slow.

Mu Bai didn't want to speak anymore.

The topic tonight was a bit heavy, and what he was most worried about was that everything was fake.

I don’t know how long it took him to say, “I’ve told me so much, is it just to know how to remove the poison from Feng Liye’s body?”

"Are you willing to say it?" If he was willing to say it, Chu Qingge would naturally have to listen.

"Even if I say it, it may not be useful to you."

"Then you talk about it first, maybe I can understand something from it." Qingge smiled and said, "I have always been very smart, haven't I?"

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