My father should be sad, but even when he is sad, he will also be relieved. The person sitting in that position must be more cruel than him. The eldest brother is also in the army now, and I don’t know when he will end up with the same end as him. No.
, The eldest brother is different from him. The eldest brother’s mother clan is powerful, and even the prince does not dare to touch him. The prince must be very proud, he has always regarded him as his biggest enemy...
Little woods, little woods, little woods.
In the end, all the faces that looked either bitter or happy, sad or gloating about misfortune disappeared, leaving only that single, young and cute little face.
He missed her very much. Although he never dared to think about her after returning to the city, he always insisted on keeping a corner in the tent, the corner that belonged to him and her.
He would never let anyone come close to serve him, wash his feet or hair, or let anyone do it for him. Because they were not her... He remembered her satisfaction and joy every time she ate delicious food, and her dissatisfaction and joy every time she was teased.
Angry. He remembered her reluctance and surrender when she took care of him when she was sick. He remembered her ruthlessness and pride when she snatched the pastry from his hand.
He remembered everything related to her. He also remembered that he had promised to take her to eat delicious food all over the world. He also remembered that he had thought about imprisoning her for the rest of his life. He also remembered that he kissed her.
Softness and sweetness on the lips...
He remembered them all, so how could he forget? Whenever he was free, she was all in his mind. Whenever he closed his eyes, she was all in his dreams.
He couldn't tell anyone, he didn't dare to tell anyone. She became a taboo for him, and he didn't allow anyone to mention it in his ears. None of them deserved it, they killed her, and he killed her.
He knew that sadly, if it happened all over again, his choice would still not change.
Therefore, he hates himself.
"Xiao Linzi." Now, he was about to die, and he allowed the longing and regret in his heart to grow like wild weeds, letting tears flow freely. He chanted her name over and over in his heart, calling her long gone soul. "Xiao Linzi."
Linzi, don't go too far, remember to wait for me."
Only at this moment did he completely let go of everything in his heart and dare to admit that he loved her. Even if it was too late, only at this moment did he dare to say this word. What is sad is that if there is
He dared not admit even the slightest chance of survival.
His life was already pathetic and deplorable. It ended at this moment, and it was nothing. I just hoped that he could catch up with her on the road to hell. From now on, no matter his identity, his or her gender, or the future, he would not care about anything but
Him and her. He is willing to follow her, please her, serve her, love her...
"Master and slave, take the first step." A weak voice came from the side.
Yunlong Xuanyu's thoughts about Xiao Linzi were interrupted. When he turned around, he found that the people following him had long since disappeared. Yes, they all took care of him along the way and left him as much life as possible.
But in the end, they still have to die.
His vision began to blur, and he saw Xiao Linzi again. Perhaps because of his obsession, he discovered that Xiao Linzi had turned into a woman.
"Great, Xiao Linzi, have you come to pick me up?" It turns out you haven't gone far, it turns out you are waiting for me, that's great. "Xiao Linzi, have you become a woman? Is it for our love in the next life?
?very nice!"
Xiao Ling gave him a stern look, poured a sip of the potion from the bamboo tube into his mouth, and threw him aside!