The four words "Who do you think you are" almost made Xie Fu throw away his armor and said loudly: "I am also a descendant of the Xie family, and I am also qualified to marry you."
"No! You are not qualified!"
"Why!"
"Because I don't want to marry you!"
"Xiu'er said that the person you want to marry is me, not my cousin."
The word cousin once again stimulated Gu Xianting, you are such a good person, so good that you can give up the person you like to others, I am not a commodity!
I am a human being! A person who loves you! You treat me like a commodity!
The hatred and anger that had just subsided a little bit were rising again.
Seeing that Gu Xianting was carrying her back, Fu Xie was speechless. He walked around to her while the iron was hot, pressed her thin shoulders heavily, and said forcefully: "You want to marry me, right?"
It's a very romantic sentence. Any time in the past, when Xie Fu said this sentence, Gu Xianting would shyly nod.
But at this moment, his words were completely useless.
Gu Xianting said calmly: "Maybe... I don't think about it now."
Xie Fu asked unwillingly: "Then why did you run away from marriage?"
Gu Xianting gently pushed his hand away, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "The moment I threw myself into the bottom of the river, my heart also died. Do you know?"
"I don't want you anymore."
These five words made Xie Fu feel cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
These five words also made Gu Xianting's lips slowly curl down with a faint smile, and they were as flat as a duck. The sparkling eyes were spinning, but she refused to shed tears.
When Fu Xie saw Gu Xianting like this, it was like seeing a dead tree still alive and rejuvenated.
He hugged Gu Xianting and kissed her flat lips full of grievances, letting out all the longing for him and the love that had been in his heart for many days.
This was the first kiss in Gu Xianting's life. His head went blank, and his heartbeat was beating at an unprecedented speed.
Sweetness, bitterness, relief, sadness, love and hate all came to my heart.
But his body was like a dead person, letting Xie Fu kiss him crazily, without resisting or responding.
Xie Fu felt that she was just a piece of ice, ice that could not be melted even if it made his lips tremble from the cold.
He thought he was not passionate enough for Gu Xianting to feel his love, and even bit Gu Xianting's lips to test her reaction.
Gu Xianting remained motionless, like a statue.
It wasn't until the statue shed hot tears and fell on Xie Fu's face that Xie Fu suddenly stopped and saw a face full of tears.
The thin lips dripping with tears said: "I will never forgive you, I will never forgive you in this life."
After saying this, Gu Xianting turned around and ran away.
Xie Fu felt as if he had been hit by a huge thunder, his whole body was paralyzed. What struck his heart was not the content of Gu Xianting's words, but her firm eyes.
She loves more deeply than any other woman, is brave and fearless, and hates more decisively and resolutely than anyone else.
Xie Fu felt very clearly in his heart that he had lost her, lost her forever, and nothing he could do could bring her back!
My eyes were dim, I couldn't see anything, and I didn't know anything.
Gu Xianting was lame but still running. The sharp sand and stones pricked the soles of her feet. The sting was so small compared with the grief in her heart.
Until she tripped on her foot and fell heavily to the ground, but did not stand up again.
Where can she go when she stands up? Why should she stand up this time? There is no goal and no motivation.
Xie Fu came to Gu Xianting like a zombie and squatted down. Only then did he realize that her feet were bare and the shoes under her feet had disappeared when she was thrown into the river.
Yes, a person will choose to commit suicide only when he is completely despairing. The mistakes he has made cannot be made up for by just saying a few words and expressing love.
Her heart is already dead, how can a dead thing come back to life? He has already lost her.
All he can do now is play the role of his former friend, otherwise he has nothing to do with Gu Xianting and has nothing to say.
Without saying a word, he held her feet gently as before. In addition to the blood stains on the soles of her feet, what came into view was...
Bleeding chilblains.
This made Xie Fu shocked and heartbroken. He had always thought that the feet of a wealthy lady like Gu Xianting must be crystal clear and white and flawless, but he did not expect to be so full of holes and shocking.
Xie Fu's heart was bleeding, but he smiled calmly and said, "Why are your feet like this?"
If the tone is too soft and plain, it will appear to be too hypocritical.
She got frostbite while carrying Xiu'er through the ten miles of snow on her way to find Xie Fu.
At that time, her legs were numb and she had no strength, but she seemed to see Fu Xie right in front of her, and the blood in her heart was boiling, so she gained strength step by step.
She hasn't found an adult yet, she hasn't confessed to an adult yet, saying "I like you".
At this moment, Xie Fu is right in front of you!
What an irony.
Gu Xianting said nothing and was unwilling to even mention a word.
Xie Fu unfolded his coat, tore out a piece of cloth from the soft inner garment, carefully and gently wiped the freshly punctured blood on his feet, and then wiped the chilblains that were oozing thick blood.
Seeing his gentle and delicate look, Gu Xianting turned her face away. She didn't know why she didn't want to see him, whether she was escaping or restraining.
He was really gentle, so gentle that she couldn't feel any pain, or maybe she was already in so much pain that she didn't feel any pain.
After coming here for a while, I couldn't help but look back and saw something falling from the lowered face.
Drop by drop, just like the late spring rain as winter passes and spring comes.
A drop fell on Gu Xianting's instep. The dripping water felt warm.
Gu Xianting's frozen heart seemed to be melted by a small eye. He stretched out his hand to lift Xie Fu's chin silently, and saw that the hot water droplets came out of his eyes.
It was also the first time for Gu Xianting to see him like this. Why would a person who regards life and death as a feather shed tears?
Xie Fu is a man, but it’s not that he doesn’t shed tears. It’s just that his tears never flow for himself, only for others.
His heart ached so much that he couldn't help it, just like he could laugh when he was happy and couldn't help his thoughts.
Gu Xianting asked gently: "Are you heartbroken?"
"Heartache."
Gu Xianting smiled bitterly: "You are such a good person, so kind to everyone, and I am just one of them."
Xie Fu didn't explain. He took out his leather boots from his pocket and asked, "Do they look good?"
Gu Xianting was curious as to how a grown man could have such a thing on his body, "Where did it come from?"
Where did it come from?
I prepared it especially for you.
"When I arrived at Xuantanzhai that day, I saw these soft leather boots. I thought that if you put on these leather boots, your legs would not be rubbed when riding a horse, so I bought them and thought of giving them to you if I had the opportunity.
"
Gu Xianting was surprised. Was this because he cared about himself? He reached out and touched it. The part wrapping his ankle was really soft, so soft that it could be folded and hung like paper.
Xie Fu introduced: "This is deerskin, the softest leather in the world."
