It's as simple as one plus one equals two. You don't want others to know it, and you don't need other people's approval, because it's already a fact.
They walked slowly together. Countless people's faces were all different colors. Their footsteps were moving and time was moving. But this road seemed to have no end. The two of them walked through the spring flowers and autumn moon together, and walked through each other's never-ending journey together.
The time is the same. The noisy world becomes still, the two people just mix with each other, and their hearts slowly get closer.
But the road is still a road after all, not to mention such an important person standing at the end. Even if Huangfu Luoming doesn't want to, he has to hand Li Xiaoyou's hand into his. In this world, except for his son and father, the last person is
On the hands of the man who loves her.
Yes, he loves her.
He loves this abandoned daughter, and his crazy longing grows day by day with the changes of the sun and the moon. Although he never mentions it, let alone admits it, this is the fact.
He loved her as much as he loved her mother. He never stopped missing and loving her even for a single second.
For a real man, the pain is not necessarily caused by drinking, smoking and acting crazy. Compared with those, they often choose to endure everything. Or hide everything and pretend that nothing happened.
But the fact does exist, and nothing can erase the fact of "existence".
Huangfu Luoming was a real man and a good king, but he was not a good father or lover. His choice to throw away the weight of life and go into battle lightly was not selfish, but the most instinctive choice of man.
People go to higher places and water flows to lower places. So, how can anyone hope that they will have a bad life?
When Huangfu Luoming held Li Xiaoyou's hand and placed it in Mu Chenfeng's palm, he did not let go as quickly as possible.
"You have to treat her well, because I gave her to you with my 'heart'!" he said.
His face seemed to have suddenly become older. If you look closely, you can see that there are a few strands of white hair on the temples. Li Xiaoyou's heart suddenly became sour.
On the one hand, it moved countless people to imagine that their father could call her to the most important person in the future. The scene came true, and on the other hand, she felt his heart.
So sincere and broad!
As the king of a country, he is very successful. As a father, it may be said that he was not qualified before. But Li Xiaoyou clearly knew that when he said this, he meant it sincerely.
This kind of sincerity has the power to destroy everything, even the walls of the heart have collapsed.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do it!" Mu Chenfeng was also a little moved.
In all these years, he has never felt like this. For the first time, he felt that the warm little hand in his palm was so heavy.
Huangfu Luoming let go of his hand, took a step back with a smile, then turned around and took his seat among the elders.
The moment he let go, Mu Chenfeng held Li Xiaoyou's hand tightly, as if he never planned to let go.
Yes, he will never let her go in this life!
It’s not just that I cherish it because I have lost it, but just because of love.
Because of love, we must be together. Just like two semicircles, they must find each other and form a complete circle together. In this way, their lives will become full and round.
Through the glove-like thing, the warmth of his palms was transmitted over, and along with his palm prints, it was like a soldering iron imprinted into the palms of her hands.