Huangfu Qing didn't look up until his hands and feet were numb and had no feeling.
The sky is already bright, and the light rises from the east every now and then, and with the morning wind, the branches sway slightly.
But Huangfu Qing couldn't feel its warmth at all. He only felt countless sadness spreading from the bottom of his heart.
But who is Huangfuqing?
She is Huangfulin's daughter, with Huangfulin's blood flowing in her body.
Dare to love and dare to hate.
Luo Ruchen, since you are a body with only appearance and no soul, then why should I hang on your dead tree?
I, Huangfu Qing, don’t believe it. I can’t live without you.
Standing in front of the window again, Huangfuqing realized that he had not eaten for another day and night.
Her father told her that no matter when, no matter what happens, even if the sky falls, she must be kind to herself and live well. Because only when she is alive and well can she continue to accomplish what she wants to do.
things.
Huangfuqing kept these words in mind. So she started cooking.
After frying several plates of exquisite side dishes, Huangfuqing ate them all without leaving a drop.
The air in the villa was as silent as death. As Huangfuqing ate, tears slowly flowed down his face.
Over the years, although she has traveled all over the world, she has never been as lonely as she is today.
She is the daughter of the imperial family, a proud daughter of heaven. She has the care of her father, the love of her mother, and the care and support of her younger brothers and sisters. When has she ever felt so wronged?
However, she had brought this grievance on her own, and she could only bear the consequences herself.
But Dad, you said that as long as we take good care of ourselves, we can continue to accomplish what we want to do.
But dad, I don’t know if I want to do something bad now.
Dad, I'm confused.
How should I go next?
Huangfuqing sat on the cold marble steps, hugged her knees with her hands, and slowly buried her cheek between her knees. She maintained this posture for a long time, motionless, like a sculpture.
She and Luo Ruchen fell into a strange deadlock. Instead of the sympathy they had in the past, there was only indifference towards each other.
As expected, Luo Ruchen moved out of the villa that night, as he said, and the Luo family did not call to inquire. Presumably, he did not go back to live at the Luo family, but went to a hotel or company to stay.
In the past few days, Huangfu Qing acted as if nothing had happened and he was doing whatever he was supposed to do.
She cooks a lot of dishes every day, following the recipes, and then takes a bite of each dish, and then throws it away.
The next day, continue cooking and pouring dishes.
She looked at the cold corpses of the vegetables dumped in the trash can, and tears of sadness seemed to flow through her heart.
She did this over and over again, but Luo Ruchen never came back even once. Not even a text message.
Until the fifth day, she received a call.
It's a call from "c International Photography Magazine".
After putting down the phone, she hugged her knees and sat quietly on the marble steps for a long time. Then she got up, simply packed her luggage, and left.
…
It's been more than a week, and Huangfu Qing hasn't expressed anything, which makes Luo Ruchen a little impatient.
Still a little uneasy.
In terms of patience, no one can compare to Luo Ruchen, but this time, for some reason, Luo Ruchen didn't want to wait any longer.
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