I remember he said that he is a person without a past...
Zhi Xing lowered her eyes with tears. The surprise in one second and the shock in the next made her a little unable to resist.
She leaned against him weakly, buried her cheek in his chest, put her arms around his waist, and choked, "Master Jie, I'm so tired, I'm really tired, please take me out of here, please?"
Yan Shengjie's long eyes were slightly lowered, showing no emotion, but the evil arc at the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.
Demonic and gorgeous.
He raised his head, nodded slightly towards Kuller, and said lazily, "I think I need a quieter place."
Culler smiled, "Please follow me."
Just as Yan Shengjie was about to leave, someone grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.
Turning around, he met the panicked gaze of the princess and smiled, with the same evil and tempting smile.
Just like the weaving star.
"Wait for me here."
Zhi Xing's heart trembled, and he raised his head blankly. It was only then that he noticed the beautiful woman standing beside him all the time. In her eyes, Zhi Xing saw the dependence that he was all too familiar with, and a strong sense of...
Love.
Yan Shengjie ran his long fingers through his thick hair, his evil eyes flashed slightly, and he pushed the person in his arms away.
Although his movements were a little cold, there was still that shining smile on his face.
He followed Culler to a private reception room nearby that was a little too small.
"Prince Lannon, I'm sorry that such an accident would happen." Kuler looked at Zhixing, who was still standing there, and shook his head apologetically, "This little kid in our family seems to..."
"Commander, you don't have to feel sorry." Yan Shengjie stood at the door, smiling slightly, his eyes so deep that they were covered with a bit of fog, concealing the true and false, the true and the false.
Culler leaned forward and said, "Okay, let's talk."
Seeing Zhi Xing still standing there, looking at him with complicated eyes, Yan Shengjie shook his head and laughed, and raised his fingers at her, "Cat, why are you still standing there?"
The word "cat" seems to be a greeting from heaven, and the three souls of Zhixing immediately return to their places. I never thought that this word is actually the most beautiful syllable of nature in the world.
Her eyes were moist again, and this time she cried with joy.
Just because the person in front of her was Jie, the Jie she loved deeply, so she could be sent to heaven in an instant.
Or, fall into hell.
Just when she was about to pounce, someone suddenly blocked her path.
Qing looked at her with an unusually serious look, "Listen, it's still too late to turn around now!"
"Qing!" Behind him, Kuler looked at him coldly, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Qingyi frowned and lowered his head, "Commander, I'm sorry."
"Why don't you go help me entertain the princess?"
Qing glanced at Zhixing, gritted his teeth, turned around and walked towards Princess Aman who was also looking this way.
Zhi Xing's mind was filled with Yan Sheng Jie, and he didn't think about Qing's words at all. He picked up the hem of his skirt and ran towards him, "Jie!"
The moment the door closed, it was like being isolated from the world, and all the noise from the outside world stopped.
The sound insulation effect of this reception room is very good, so quiet that Zhi Xing can only hear his own disordered breathing.
She had been thinking about the person in front of her for five whole years!
Now, when he stood in front of her alive, she was at a loss and didn't know how to react. Was it because she had been missing him who she thought was no longer alive?
Yan Shengjie was leaning on the table, his long legs crossed elegantly, and he picked up the pencil on the table and played with it. The look he looked at her was still smiling, but... very strange.
Seeing that she hesitated to speak, he smiled and said softly, "As you can see, this is my past, the prince of Oman."
After a while, Zhi Xing finally found his calmer voice, "Jie, how did you escape?"
Yan Shengjie shrugged his shoulders and said casually as if he was talking about an innocuous thing, "I have a great destiny."
Zhi Xing was stunned, "Is it just... like this?" For a long time, she lowered her eyes silently and smiled very hard, "Okay, I understand."
After five years of pain, she wanted to smile again and give him the most beautiful smile.
"Jie, I want to ask you..." She bit her lip and asked the question that mattered most to her, "That princess is yours..."
He raised one corner of his lips and smiled with a hint of evil, "You mean Ji'er? She has been engaged to me since she was a child. We had already held a wedding before my accident." He touched his smooth chin, "
In that case, she is indeed my princess."
My heart suddenly hurts so much, it makes me feel lonely and mad.
I have obviously told myself to smile, but my tears are flowing more and more.
Zhi Xing burst out laughing and hurriedly wiped it with the back of his hand, "Really, something suddenly got into his eyes..."
She wiped her eyes until they were red and swollen, but she still couldn't stop the overflowing tears.
Suddenly, her hand was held by someone.
Zhi Xing slowly raised his red eyes and looked at the man in front of him who was so beautiful that he could not be compared to a mortal creature. His throat suddenly choked and he felt uncomfortable, "Jie, you... you..."
She wants to ask, do you love her?
She wants to ask, do you love her more than you love me?
She wanted to ask, she is the princess who was married to you, but what about me, who am I to you?
She wanted to ask...
"Zhixing," he said, gazing at her, "I am not the Yan Shengjie I used to be."
It felt like a knife had been stabbed into her heart, so hard that she was in agony.
"Even the three words Yan Shengjie don't belong to me." Even though her eyes were about to bleed, he still smiled and said, "Of course, if you don't mind, you can still do it.
My woman."
Zhi Xing's tears stopped, and she looked at him stiffly, with that heartbreaking look that was as sharp as a knife.
Suddenly, she smiled and shook her head, "You... are not him."
Yan Shengjie narrowed his eyes, curled his lips, and nodded, "Yes, I'm not him."
Without saying any more, he turned around and was about to leave, but stopped again.
He lowered his head and looked at the woman hugging his legs, "Jie, don't do this to me, I finally found you, please, don't do this... I don't ask about your past, I don't care, as long as... as long as
Can you be the man who dotes on me and loves me..."
Zhixing cried sadly, losing his pride and self-esteem.
There are cracks in the evil eyes.
But soon, it returned to calm and seductive luster.
He knelt down, raised her chin with his fingers, stared at her, and said word by word, "Cat, remember, the only person in this world who loves you most is yourself. So, you must love yourself, double your love."
Self, do you understand?"
Without any regret, he pulled away and left.
The moment the door closed, Zhi Xing's weak call came from behind, "Jie..."
He closed his eyes and slowly loosened his clenched fists. In his palms, there was already a bloody mess.
That pencil had long been broken into several pieces, and it was deeply pierced into the palm of my hand...