Zhong Yuxi stood in the funeral crowd dressed in black. She looked at the upright tombstone in front of her. It was carved in white jade and was extremely delicate.
The boy on the tombstone has the corners of his mouth turned up, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he is smiling at everyone.
She closed her eyes and let her tears flow freely.
To this day, he doesn't know his life experience, but that's good, at least when he left, he left with hope instead of sadness.
The sky became overcast, and God seemed to take pity on the withering of this young life, and heavy rain poured down.
A group of maids filed out carrying black umbrellas with white plum blossoms, holding umbrellas for the king and several highnesses standing in front of them.
When she saw Xiaofeng and Xuanyuan Yezhou, she pushed the umbrella away and allowed the boundless rain to instantly wet their black clothes.
Zhong Yuxi turned around silently and walked into the rain curtain.
She raised her face, tears falling down with the rain.
Liu Jin, can you see it in heaven? This royal wall has trapped too many people. They can't help it. They are still struggling desperately, but you are free.
A car stopped at the bottom of the mountain. When she saw her approaching, someone pushed the door out of the car and held a black umbrella over her head. She leaned into his arms and burst into tears.
"I'm sorry, I didn't protect him well." Wuyue's voice was choked with sobs.
Zhong Yuxi just cried until she had no strength left.
"Get in the car. Liu Jin will be sad to see you like this. In the end, he hopes that we can all live happily."
"Live happily?" Zhong Yuxi muttered silently: "Liu Jin, how can you understand the sadness of the living? Nothing can go back."
She stayed with Wuyue for a week, and then returned to the Pearl Tower to pack her luggage. During this period, she turned off her mobile phone and refused to contact the outside world.
When I opened the door, there seemed to be a strong smell of smoke in the air because I hadn't stayed there for a long time.
She walked to the bedroom to open the window, but when she opened the door, she found a man sitting on the single sofa in front of the window, and the ground was covered with cigarette butts.
How could he smoke so much despite his illness?
She stepped forward and snatched the cigarette butt that was still flickering in his hand, threw it into the full ashtray on the table and pressed it out hard. Then she opened the window, and the cold wind poured in, blowing through her thin clothes.
How long has he been sitting here? A layer of fine green stubble has grown on his chin, his eyes are sunken, and his cheekbones are protruding. He seems to have aged a lot in an instant.
She understood his mood at this time, so she didn't want to talk to him now. They both needed time.
Turning around, Zhong Yuxi started to pack her clothes. When she was putting Er Xi into the box, her waist suddenly tightened and he hugged her from behind.
There was no way to break free, they were all stuck in this posture.
I don't know how much time passed, but the light in front of the window slowly dimmed.
He finally let go of her and took two steps back.
"You want to leave?"
"Um."
Zhong Yuxi closed the lid of the box.
"Let's talk." Xiaofeng stood by the window, with white gauze flying curtains behind him. He had lost a lot of weight in the past few days and had lost all his former energy.
"I don't want to talk about it now."
Zhong Yuxi felt that talking now would only lead to quarrels, and it would be difficult for her to control her emotions.
"Since you want to leave, we must make it clear." Xiaofeng turned slightly sideways with a firm gaze.
"Okay." Zhong Yuxi pushed the box aside: "What do you want to talk about?"
"Are you blaming me for Liu Jin's death?" he asked right away.
"Yes, I blame you. If it wasn't for the fight between you, how could Liu Jin be involved and how could Liu Jin die?" She stepped forward and looked directly into his eyes, "It's fine now.
Liu Jin is dead, do you still want to continue fighting? Even if you become the prince, will Liu Jin survive?"
He stared into her pain-filled eyes and said nothing.
"I think we need to calm down." Zhong Yuxi reached for the box, and Xiaofeng grabbed her wrist. He used a lot of force and it hurt her a little.
"Let me go." She glared over.
"You're not so angry just because of Liu Jin." He saw through her thoughts at a glance, his eyebrows and eyes were full of inquiry.
"Yes." Zhong Yuxi couldn't break free, so she simply stopped trying: "I heard the conversation between you and Xuanyuan Ye."
Xiaofeng's fingers froze, "Did you hear that?"
"yes."
"It's good to hear."
To Zhong Yuxi's surprise, he didn't mean to defend himself, but instead had an expression of relief.
"Xiaofeng, is that all true? I don't care what Xuanyuan Ye says, I just want to hear a word from you." Zhong Yuxi softened her heart and took two steps closer to him. There was a strong smell of smoke on his body.
He never smoked before because it was a taboo for asthma patients.
"Everything he said is right. I have nothing to explain. I was just like him at the beginning. I was just using you to make him angry. He said you were my weakness. In fact, he didn't know that you were also his.
Weaknesses." Xiaofeng's tone was calm, even with a coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away.
He grabbed his wrist, and a thin pain came from there, spreading all the way to his limbs.
"What happened later? Your kindness to me was just to take advantage of me?"
"Ah." He agreed nonchalantly, grabbing her wrist and pulling her in front of him. Her shoulder hit his chest, but the dull pain was incomparable to the shock in his heart.
"You lied." Zhong Yuxi shouted at him: "How could it be possible? Those things are not fake. How could you just use me?"
Xiaofeng replied calmly: "Xuanyuan Ye was not like this before. He was willing to give up everything for the world, but now, he is willing to give up the world for you. As long as I dominate you for a day, he will think about it.
How could you have any thoughts on fighting for power all day long? The days when you were missing were the best time for him to attack Ye Zhi Weiyang, but he was looking for you wholeheartedly, and he completely ignored those things. If that
At that time, he might have had a chance to win against Ye Zhi Weiyang, but he missed the only great opportunity. Why? Because he was always thinking about you."
Xiaofeng's words hit Zhong Yuxi like hailstones in the twelfth lunar month. She looked at him in disbelief. His face was expressionless, as cold as when they first met.
"Lie...lie..." Zhong Yuxi muttered these two words.
"It's understandable that you don't believe it, because I was indeed attracted to you, but now, you are no longer important to me." He pointed to the box on the ground: "If you want to leave, leave now, leave now.
The further away the better.”
Zhong Yuxi shook her head, "Liar, you lie..."
"Liar?" He sneered: "Then I will prove to you now whether I lied to you or not."
Pulling her wrist back and pushing hard, Zhong Yuxi was thrown onto the bed by him. He bullied her and suppressed her condescendingly. There was no emotion in those beautiful eyes, only boundless desire.