"Xiao Yuan, tell me... what was your purpose in framing Qin Shi like that?"
Youyuan's chin was grabbed by Youyang, and he aimed it at his eyes, and their eyes met. www
She stared intently at the familiar warmth and tenderness in the depths of his eyes, unable to tell what she was feeling in her heart at this moment.
Youyang looked at the quiet Youyuan and opened her mouth to say.
"Did I do that because I didn't want to marry Qin Shi?!" [
The melodious voice was low-pressure and weak. That kind of sound made Youyuan fearful for no reason.
It was as if the deep and deep love that had once been felt was being stirred up at this very moment.
Her fingers clenched tightly.
The wind outside the car window blows endlessly.
The stars in the sky are twinkling, dotting the entire night sky.
On a quiet night, the streets illuminated by neon lights are quiet and pleasant.
Youyang looked at Youyuan. Under her black hair, her black eyes shone with crystal clear hope.
"Really? Xiaoyuan, tell me...the purpose of what you did at the beginning was that you didn't want to marry Qin Shi, right?!"
Youyuan still didn't speak.
Her expression was a little absent-minded.
Tonight, she had not seen such tenderness, excitement or melodiousness for a long time.
For a moment, it seemed that she was brought back to the past, as if she and he really were still so deeply in love.
"Xiaoyuan... you open your mouth and speak. You were not like this before. You would not act so coldly towards me."
Youyang looked at Youyuan and continued.
He reached out his hand and touched the woman who was engraved in his bones and blood, and found that she still had such an indifferent expression.
He could only stretch out his hand and take her into his arms.
"Xiaoyuan, do you hate me?"
Youyuan said nothing.
silence.[
The answer he received was still endless silence.
Hate?
Hate it.
Can you not hate it?
But...that was just hatred. Now, she herself can't tell what her feelings for Youyang are.
"Xiaoyuan...I love you, love you!" Youyang closed her eyes deeply, gritted her teeth, and confessed her heart in front of her.
……………………
In that case, a broken expression appeared on the face of Youyuan, who had always been calm and calm.
Her face was paler than the snow in the snow-capped mountains at this moment. She stared at the person in front of her quietly, feeling that the distance between the two people seemed as far away as thousands of mountains and rivers.
She sat stiffly.
His fingers involuntarily pricked the palm of his hand.
Her expression was filled with vague panic, and her eyes were very blurred. Looking at the melodious expression, there was a bit of rupture, and her eyes were filled with tears at this moment.
what did he say?
he…………
She was lost.
There was no focus in her eyes.
It was as if because of these melodious words, he and she lost all language in an instant.
She finally shed tears.
Looking at Youyang, "Brother..."
"Don't call me brother!"
Youyang suddenly interrupted her, he is not her brother, no! Absolutely not!
He is self-hypnotizing, which is tantamount to self-abuse.[
He lowered his head, pulled her into his arms, looked at her, stretched out his hand, and pointed at his eyes: "Xiaoyuan, here...it has always been you..."
