Are you going to persuade him and Jiang Yurou to become lovers and concubines in the future?
The scene of Dongfang Ao and Jiang Yurou kissing flashed through Han Beier's mind, and a sharp pain like needles suddenly hit her head. Han Beier covered her ears in pain, "Stop talking! Stop talking.
!I can’t do it…I can’t do it!”
Han Beier covered her ears and squatted down, tears streaming down her face.
"Belle, what's wrong with you?" Dongfang Wei squatted down in a panic and shook Han Beier's shoulders, "Belle! You're okay!"
Han Beier endured the pain and stood up quickly, with tears on her face, pointing her index finger to the door, "Get out!"
"Belle!" Dongfang Wei looked at her pleadingly.
"I told you to get out! Get out right away!" Han Beier roared angrily, raising her leg to kick over the table and chairs in front of her.
"Belle..." Dongfang Wei wanted to explain something, but Bingmo walked in.
He walked quickly to Han Beier's side, hugged his shoulders, and his usually gentle face showed a rare coldness, "Dongfang Wei, didn't you hear? She asked you to get out!"
"I'm talking to Belle, how can you talk to me?" Dongfang Wei raised his chin, and the cold-like face returned to his face.
"That's enough! Stop arguing! Wei, you go, you are gone now, we are still friends..." Han Beier said in a low voice with tears in her eyes.
"Belle, you are a kind girl. I believe you will not torture my eldest brother so cruelly! Think carefully about what I just said. I really hope you can persuade my eldest brother to let him
Cheer up again!" Dongfang Wei understood what Han Beier meant and didn't dare to be stubborn anymore. He said these words hastily and left helplessly.
Bingmo hugged Han Beier's shoulders and patted her gently. Han Beier cried weakly and fell into Bingmo's arms.
"He asked me to persuade Dongfang Ao to cheer up! How could he be so cruel? He asked me to persuade the person I love to be with another woman... How could he be so cruel?..." Han Beier stabbed Bing Mo's hand.
Crying so hard in my arms that I couldn’t make a sound
Bingmo sighed slightly, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Belle, let me tell you a story!"
Bingmo rested her chin on Han Beier's hair, her bright eyes gradually becoming blurred, "Once upon a time, there was a girl who was heartbroken. She was immersed in pain and couldn't extricate herself, so she found God for help. She asked God for help.
He said, why is fate so unfair to me? I love him so much, but he wants to break up with me and marry another woman. The God shook his head and said: Fate is fair to everyone! I will let you take a look.
You will understand your past lives! So, God waved his hand, and their past lives appeared in front of the girl - it was on a beautiful beach, and the boy accidentally drowned and was washed away by the sea.
On the beach, the girl happened to pass by him. She felt that he was very pitiful, so she took off her coat and covered it with the boy. She only stayed by his side for a while and then left. After a while, another
A girl also passed by the boy. She also felt that the boy was very pitiful, so she found a place to dig a hole and buried the boy. She also picked a lot of wild flowers from around and inserted them on the boy's grave.
…”
Han Beier was attracted by Bingmo's story. She raised her head from Bingmo's arms and looked at him in ecstasy.
Bingmo smiled slightly and looked down at her, "After watching their past lives, the girl understands that her fate with the boy in this life is as thin as the coat she gave to the boy in her previous life, but the one who is willing to spend the money
The other girl who spent the entire afternoon digging a hole to bury the boy was the boy's destined lover. The girl left in silence. She no longer complained because she also felt that in this life,
, it is indeed that girl who is qualified to be with that boy..."
"Previous life...past life..." Han Beier murmured and smiled bitterly, "So...this is the reason why Dongfang Ao and I broke up..."
