Huanzhi thought... He was so happy when he received them, as if he had received the most precious happiness in the world.
He couldn't wait to rush to her side immediately, pick her up and kiss her like crazy...
Why……
Why didn't I do that then...
Huan Zhi felt that his already empty and painful chest was being dug deeper and deeper at this moment... He could hardly breathe or think.
For revenge, for power...
He obviously wanted to, but he didn't do it.
He lost his girl. He cruelly forced himself not to reply to the letter. Every night, he missed her sweet smile crazily. He was always waiting for his girl to write such a letter. Even if it was a curse,
Regardless of whether he was resentful or not, at dawn every day, he couldn't help but ask the people around him.
Did his girl write him a letter?
He quietly sent people on the way to deliver the letter and asked them to wait at the inn. As long as a letter was delivered, he would have them rush to deliver it to him in the shortest possible time.
But... there is no... no letter.
No cursing, no resentment and no forgiveness.
Even until he chooses the most suitable candidate for her...
Yes, it is suitable for...
He had selfish motives and was worried that his girl would fall in love with someone else, so he first chose someone for her who he thought she would not fall in love with...
But! She fell in love! She fell in love with someone else!
This thought drove him almost crazy. He missed his girl, but she was so stingy that she was unwilling to give him a letter. He asked Mrs. Xiao to bring someone to him, but she stopped laughing.
She is busy every day learning all kinds of business, and she is busy every day helping him plan various strategies...
But he doesn't need it! She doesn't need him to do that for him. He just wants her to smile, and he wants her to smile at him like before...
At that moment, he realized how wrong he was. He had the best adviser in the world, and he had a lot of talents that could be used. But why did he give everything to her?
He was used to it, he was always used to confiding all his troubles to her, and he always liked to put all problems in front of her and let her help think about them.
He obviously has a lot of people who can do these things!
He never said that although all the letters he wrote were 'official', waiting for her beautiful and naughty words was his most important purpose. She always brought him happiness in her letters. Behind the thick plan
A long list of greetings will definitely be added.
Maybe, she just said what she ate today... Maybe, she just said that the weather is cold...
Even these things make him feel warm.
He was too stupid to express the correct thoughts in his heart, so he always left her waiting alone. When the truth was put in front of him, he still refused to admit it, even if she said it herself. He would just laugh.
Laughing and pretending she was being vindictive...
You know it clearly! You know it clearly!
Why are you so stupid...
The thought of revenge was too strong, but after he finally got his revenge...he suddenly realized that he had missed the most important thing.
Faced with warmth and coldness, he chose to follow the warmth and pursue the coldness.
How cowardly and timid he is, he cannot fight for it as bravely as Xiao Zichen. He will just watch from a distance, gritting his teeth and refusing to admit it, while doing some damage that everyone can see.
He didn't want to admit that he had missed the most important thing. So he kept shrouding himself with power and told himself that this was what he wanted.
I dare not really look at her, for fear that she will see through my useless disguise. I am afraid that she will see clearly how upset I am.
He kept telling himself that he was the most suitable one. He would follow her, leave everything behind and run over, just because she was the most suitable one for him.
Lie! This is a lie that you can’t even lie to yourself!
If that's all! Then what exactly is his behavior of leaving everything behind!
From the moment he was born, his life was shrouded in coldness. Even his biological father never felt a trace of warmth. But he will always remember that little body holding a lot of
What a medicine bottle looks like.
It was a kind of care that he had never felt before. It was like he finally had someone who was willing to give him a little warmth...
What did he do!
What on earth did he do!
He pushed her away, pushing away the only warmth he had in this world. Whenever he saw the princess in the palace, he would always think of her...
If only it were her!
If only it were her!
Such a thought! He didn't know how many times it had crossed his mind during the night.
He missed her, his girl. He thought of her when he was hurt, thought of her when he was ridiculed, thought of her when his father looked at him with cold eyes...
If his girl was here, she would definitely pat him on the shoulder with great courage: It doesn't matter! I am still here!
But where is such a person...where did he leave him...
The letter in his hand was washed into darkness by the rain, and the thin piece of paper became softer and softer, like a heart that could be easily pierced. It was washed away by the rain in his hand, and the paper was torn apart, just like that
fell to the ground.
Huan Zhi's eyes were red. He didn't know whether it was washed away by the rain or something else. He just kept lowering his head, looking at the letter in the rain. He watched it being destroyed bit by bit. It seemed to imply that something would never come back.
The feelings that come...
He squatted down gently, touched it with his hands and wanted to pick it up. However, it was so soft that it could no longer withstand his touch, and kept kneading and kneading it in his hands.
Until the paper can no longer be seen...
He kept telling himself that there would be letters like this, and there would be letters like this.
There are many more letters in his study, many, many more... In the future... there will be many more...
But... his hands were trembling, as if he was accusing his master of his dishonest heart.
In his eyes, some kind of liquid fell together with the rain, dripping on the letter whose paper could no longer be seen clearly.
Huan Zhi stood up in a daze, feeling that the dark night was just right for him to go back and forth. He wanted to see clearly where his girl was staying.
One step, one step, and another.
At this time, Huan Zhi is no longer the elegant and immortal god. He is just a mortal, a down-and-out mortal who wants to chase his own happiness...
Huan Zhi didn't know how he got back to the yard. Suddenly, he thought he heard Jing Nancheng's voice.
"Master! What's wrong with you? It just started raining, and I'm worried about where you went..."
The rain had stopped for a while, but he was ordered not to go out casually, so he waited outside in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the people who came back after the rain were not hiding from the rain, but were dripping with water and lost their minds.
return.
He was frightened, because his face was too pale, and he was in a daze, as if he would faint at any time.
"Master! Please go in quickly and change your clothes. I will light the fire right now..."
He said anxiously as he followed Huan Zhi into the room.
But the person in front of me didn't seem to be aware of my existence at all...
Jing Nancheng's eyes turned red. He had followed Huan Zhi for many years, and the relationship between master and servant was very deep. In addition, he came with Huan Zhi together, so he naturally knew what Huan Zhi had gone through. Even if he was beaten on the order of the emperor, he would still be beaten.
A person who never changes his face...
"It must be Li Zhiwei, right?" Now there was only one person he could think of in his mind. "I'll kill her!"
"stop."
Just when Jing Nancheng pulled out his sword and hurriedly walked out, Huan Zhi exhaled softly and said this.
His words were too soft, as if he had no strength at all. His voice was even softer than that of a person on the verge of death.
"Go down." Huan Zhi seemed to have turned into the indifferent Huan Zhi again. He gave the order expressionlessly without any emotion.
Jing Nancheng clenched his sword tightly, stared angrily and gritted his teeth and walked out.
He carefully closed the door for Huanzhi, as if he knew that he couldn't light the heater, and wanted to help him block the wind...
In that dark room, no lights were turned on all night. Next to the open window, I saw a tall man in white robes. The paleness on his face could not hide his peerless appearance.
Against the backdrop of the night, he was like the flawless man. He stood there, motionless... until dawn. The corner of his mouth... kept smiling, as if he had seen the lovely person in his heart...
Huan Zhi gritted his teeth and stroked his forehead. The scorching temperature of his body and the heavy head were like two sharp knives that could kill someone at any time.
He opened his eyes with hope and tried his best to find the person in his heart.
"Master, don't get up!" Jing Nancheng, who was standing behind him, pressed down on him anxiously.
Outside, there seemed to be a few doctors arguing, discussing something unknown.
"Master, take medicine! The doctor said you must cool down immediately!" He was almost so angry that he wanted to kill the quack doctor outside. What about the cold... If you have been soaked in the rain for so long in the middle of winter and don't change clothes and don't have a heater, you will
If you stand at the window like this all night, you won't feel the cold!
"Girl..." Huan Zhi turned away, unwilling to face the bowl of medicine, but insisted on finding someone.
Jing Nancheng gritted his teeth and put down the bowl in his hand. After placing the hot person in place, he ran away like a madman.