Ruyan's eyes fell on the slender and clever figure, and a happy smile slowly spread on her lips. Her excitement can really infect everyone, living with such a woman who smiles unscrupulously and without any worries.
Being together, but I don’t know whether it’s luck or misfortune.
His eyes slowly moved to the other side.
His eyes were fixed on the people running around in the distance. The hand he held was pressed tightly on his undulating chest. On his lips, there was a slightly bitter smile that seemed to be absent. That smile
, although it is bitter, it contains a hint of sweetness.
That affection, that pain, it seems, it seems...
Ruyan's eyes were locked on that lonely and deserted handsome face, and there was an inexplicable pain in his chest.
"Why is it like this..." She lowered her eyes, held her aching and aching heart, and murmured.
"Then why aren't you?" Xiao Qing's warm voice came from behind.
She was startled, and turned around to glance at her quickly. There was a hint of panic in her eyes. "I..."
Looking back again, the cold figure was gone.
This person, these people... why are they all like this?
A picture of a handsome face full of decadence but still making people's hearts beat loudly flashed in my mind. That pain, that injury...
His eyes slowly closed, and the pain in his heart swarmed in with a devastating attitude.
Fate, isn't it?
"If I think about it again, I'm going to have asthma again." Xiaoqing held her arm in his arms, and her tone was completely different from the respect and humility of a maid treating her master, but it also contained a trace of indelible pity and care. "Go back."
"Xiao Qing..." He let her hold him up and she breathed a sigh of relief, her body a little unsteady.
"I'll tell her that you're not in good health and ask her to hire another musician." Xiao Qing frowned slightly, with a trace of displeasure hidden in her eyes.
"No." Ruyan's eyes locked on the figure walking among the crowd, and her gentle smile spread again. "No, I want him to be happy."
Only when she is happy will his dead heart feel a little angry...
Only make her happy, only make her happy, only her!
After a long time, as if he had gathered all the courage in his body, Ruyan looked at Xiaoqing: "Is he... okay?"
"Not good." Very bad.
Therefore, she hates, hates this cruel God, hates the unfair fate! Hates the woman who can take everything away without any effort.
"Xiaoqing!" Ruyan's face darkened, and there was a rare hint of displeasure in his tone. "You shouldn't..."
"Xiaoqing will not do anything to disgrace her master, but Xiaoqing's heart cannot be controlled by anyone." This is her pride and self-esteem, and no one is allowed to trample on it.
Ruyan no longer argued with her. They had grown up together. She knew her character very well. If she said no, she would not.
"Go back." Being in the same place with that person was a torture for Xiaoqing, so why not for her?
However, some suffering has to be endured, right?
Smiling slightly, that smile was a bit helpless, a bit miserable, but also a bit happy.
No one noticed that Xiaoqing's cold eyes slowly revealed a trace of sadness and despair...
###Late autumn has arrived, and the nights are cold.
A withered leaf hit her shoulder, and she picked it up casually. Her eyes, which had been cold and emotionless, were suddenly filled with resentment. Her sleeves were lifted slightly, and the fallen leaf quickly flew out, turning into a burst of ashes in the wind and scattered everywhere.
On the cold earth.
A pink and white figure flashed in her mind, she pursed her thin lips, and her angrily heart wanted to smash that figure to pieces like a fallen leaf.
"You hate her." The man sitting in the pavilion with his back to her said quietly. There was no extra emotion in his cold voice. Then, in her heart, she suddenly heard that the granite building beside her
The rockery was instantly reduced to pieces.
A medium-sized gravel scratched across her face, and a long trail of blood suddenly spread across her fair and delicate face.
Her beautiful face was mercilessly destroyed. However, this incident did not bring out any unnecessary expression on her smooth face. On the contrary, the man's low coughs deeply touched her heart:
"Master, your injury..."
I really wanted to go over and put on the robe lying beside him desperately, I really wanted to gently soothe his stiff back that was shaking slightly due to coughing, but, I couldn't. That was not a place she could touch.
No, it won't be the case again.
"You can only respect my people!" The man completely ignored her concern and lived only for his people with a cold heart.
"Master," her eyes dimmed, she bit her thin lips, and said without hesitation: "But she no longer belongs..."
A fierce internal force came towards her, and she was caught off guard. She slammed into the thousand-year-old tree behind her, and then fell heavily to the ground. With a pop, a mouthful of blood rushed out, and the tree with a
The ancient giant tree with a history of more than a thousand years, and which required a dozen people to hold hands to hug it, fell lifelessly into debris after a loud crash.
Wiping the blood on her lips, she struggled to get up, and knelt down beside her peacefully, not daring to say another unnecessary word. She restrained her body and mind, and struggled to calm down the chaotic breath in her body.
A brocade box was delivered to her lightly through the air, and the man spoke again. "Let her wear it."
"Yes." This time, without saying anything else, she responded meekly.
When I looked up again, my master was gone. He was gone without even leaving a trace of his breath.
It's not that he doesn't understand, he will only appear when he needs her, and every time he needs her, it must be because of "her". A complex light flashing in the faint eyes, whether it is resentment, envy or distress, the corner of his lips, once again
There was a gush of blood.
See you next time, I don’t know when it will be.
She doesn't blame him for his indifference, nor does she blame him for his cruelty, but she only blames him for not cherishing her body and taking good care of her injuries...
Master, since you love her deeply, why don't you take her under your wings, and why do you watch her fall into the arms of another man? With your ability, you can't do it, but why is it like this?
?
Does she ever know your pain? You can give up your life and everything for her, but will she get the slightest bit in return?