Yun Mo stood dumbly in the room for a long time, and suddenly a low chuckle sounded in the quiet room. It was the sound of sorrow from a man who was in deep pain, and it was also the tone of a man's sigh that suppressed the sorrow in his heart...
Crazy laughter suddenly sounded across the floors. He wanted to tell her, just wanted to say to her: "Qingcheng, I love you too, deeper than you, more than you..." But why didn't she listen to him?
Have you finished speaking this sentence?
Yun Mo smiled, his eyes sparkling with crystal luster, but he didn't cry or shed any tears!
After Qingcheng ran downstairs, she could still hear his laughter upstairs. She knew him so well, and she knew it was him crying, but he didn't allow himself to let those fragile tears flow out of his eyes!
"Second Miss, please get on the carriage!" A fairly luxurious carriage was parked outside the door. The man next to the carriage saw Qingcheng running out but still looked at the door of the inn. After waiting for a moment, he respectfully stepped forward to call her.
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Qingcheng swallowed all the tears in her eyes and turned around to walk towards the carriage. When she got into the carriage, she closed her sore eyes and cried in her heart: "Goodbye, my love..."
It was already two days after he entered the imperial city again. Qingcheng was sitting on the soft couch in the room, her thoughts wandering, her eyes looking out the open window. The bright moon in the night sky was as bright as jade that day, but she and him
But we can never go back to the happy days of the past few days!
Qingcheng stared at Yue'er for a long time, until her eyes became sore again, she withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes. She knew in her heart that Yun Mo had not returned home until today because he must not have let go of his feelings for her, and the same was true for her!
The vows of the past are still clear in my ears, and the happiness of the past is even more vivid in my mind. If they were not brothers and sisters in name only, if they could live only for themselves, then maybe their relationship would not be like this!
Qingcheng closed her eyes, with crystals twinkling faintly in the corners of her eyes, and her thick black eyelashes were stained with wet tears again. Every time she thought of his laughter, her heart ached!
"Yunmo..." She called his name over and over again in her heart, wanting to tell him so much: She missed him!