Pityful kisses fell on her hair one after another, "Be good, Rong'er is the bravest."
To this day, I have never seen her cry so sadly.
In his heart, she is brave, strong, smart, fearless, and even tearless
She didn't expect that she would burst into tears today. Fang Ming's behavior and words just now really hurt her heart deeply.
Her heart is both big and small. She can tolerate countless censures and hurts, and she doesn't care even if she bleeds.
But the ruthless choice of her relatives deeply broke her heart.
Just because you care, you get hurt
I just hope that after crying this time, I will never cry for others again
In her life, only he is the most important, no one else can hurt her
Although this idea is extremely selfish, it is his truest idea
No matter who they are, he won't be polite if they just hurt her.
Aorong's shoulders were shaking, and she cried silently for a long time. She was tired from crying, and then she stopped her tears. Her head was still buried in his arms and refused to lift up.
Her rare shyness in a thousand years made Qing Cang laugh, "Rong'er, I only allow you to cry this once, but not next time."
Aorong stiffened, and a muffled voice came from his chest, "There will be no next time."
He touched her head comfortingly, "Don't be sad, he will regret it one day."
Aorong raised his head, his face was stained with tears and a little embarrassed, but his eyes were like black crystal jade soaked in water, shining brightly.
"I hope he never has such a day, and I hope that woman can live a good life with him."
No matter how angry or sad I am, I don’t want him to get hurt.
But she knew that this was impossible
Qingcang gently wiped away her tears with his thumb, and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her red nose.
It's rare that she has a pitiful temperament, which is really pitiful.
"It's not our turn to worry about other people's affairs. We will leave Tianyi City in a few days. Let's pick some interesting things to bring back to the capital and distribute them to our friends. There are many people there waiting for us."
Aorong's eyes lit up, "Who is there?"
"Mr. Jiang, Zhou Rui..." Qingcang's voice paused, and he said with a narrow smile, "They have been crying since you disappeared."
"Crying? How is that possible?" Aorong was easily distracted and did not believe this at all. "A person like Mr. Jiang can still cry?"