But from that day on, Qianxun thought that spring had a different purpose, but now when he heard what he said, he was helpless and confused.
The more you hurt, the less confidence you lack and the less trust you have in people.
She was afraid that in the end, she only loved herself.
"Xun'er, I don't want to lie to you, nor do I want to live in your suspicion. You... probably really hate me. I can retreat. When you need it, you can call me again when you need protection..."
Fengchun smiled slightly, turned her head, and did not dare to look at her eyes.[
A shallow sadness spread out from his eyes, "They are better than me and better than me. It is appropriate to get Xun'er's concern. If possible...you go find Zhibai..."
He finished speaking with all his might, and slowly turned around and walked out the door.
Qianxun stared at his back in a daze.
My heart is entangled.
Forget it, that's it!
People should become more and more courageous as they are setbacks. If they love, they will be hurt, what should they be afraid of?
Qianxun watched the man's back gradually fade away, and his heart tightened, and he couldn't let him go.
"Every spring..."
After a low call, the man froze, his robe seemed slightly trembling in the autumn wind. Fengchun's face had a moment of brilliant hope in the dark light, standing there nervously, holding his hands tightly.
Did she really hate him?
He didn't touch him for half a month.
I didn't laugh with him for half a month.
"I don't hate you...just..."
Just what?
Fengchun felt sad, and from a woman to a man, it was the shadow in his heart. He was originally a man, a good man, but was used by his parents to keep him next to the princess, not only to repay his kindness, but also to Qianxun.
Eternal Bead.
He has realized all the false intentions of his parents after he came out of the Palace of Underworld.
That day, I thought that my parents were so indifferent to him in order to keep him by his side. Now, I finally realized that no matter how strong or free I was, I was just a pawn.
Yubai's fingers tightly clasped her sleeves, and he was waiting for her to stay.
"But I don't know... can I still trust you. It's hard to give it or not. As a woman, I'm hurting again and again, I'm afraid I won't have the belief to survive then."[