The young marshal yawned lazily and coquettishly, stood up slowly, grabbed the handkerchief in his hand, walked slowly to the cabinet on the side, took the key, and opened a small box.
Xu Ang recognized that the box was something very precious to the young marshal.
He had always been curious about what was inside, but he had never seen the young marshal open it.
I couldn't help but raise my head and crane my neck to see.
The young marshal opened it, and Xu Ang couldn't help but be disappointed. It was not a treasure, but just an ordinary handkerchief.
The young marshal stretched out his hands, took it out, and opened it carefully. It was exactly the same as the handkerchief he picked up from the woman who was bullied by the young master a few days ago.
Xu Ang couldn't help being shocked.
He has always known that the young marshal is surrounded by all kinds of women, but he has never seen the young marshal fall in love with any woman. He thought that the young marshal has never been in love and will not love anyone. However, it seems that this is not the case now.
of.
The man with his back to Xu Ang held two handkerchiefs and looked at them carefully for a while, then turned his head and showed a faint smile in front of Xu Ang.
Although it is only slightly curved.
But it was enough to make Xu Ang stunned.
Is this...is this...the young commander he knows?
Who can tell him, huh?
Surprisingly, I can… can… smile.
His young commander actually knows how to laugh.
He has known the young commander for ten years, but he has never seen him smile once.
Many people even subconsciously feel that the Young Marshal is a man as cold as snow and cannot smile.
When the young marshal saw Xu Ang's stunned look, he realized that he had actually smiled just now...
It turns out that her magic power is still so strong... it has not changed, making him unlike him...
An inexplicable atmosphere slowly floated in the room.
The young marshal's eyes were somewhat illusory, their color was pale, clear and beautiful, with a consistent coldness, like a lonely desert that could not eat the fireworks of the world.
His face was unrealistically beautiful, but deep in his heart, he beat rapidly.
We, finally, finally met... Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing...
I finally met you six years later...
This time, with the time and background changed, our story begins again...