Have you gone home? Do you really not want me and Tiantian? Are you still angry because of my stupid words and actions? Please forgive me for my cowardice and ignorance, and forgive my panic...
As long as you come back, I am willing to pay the price of my life, everything...
As long as you come back...
Datong prays in the heart...
This is also an oath.
At this time, he just wanted her to come back, even if he could take a good look at her, let her know that he was wrong, that he regretted it, that he regretted it, and that he hated himself for being careless.
Sometimes, a kind of carelessness hurts a sincere relationship.
Datong doesn't know what he can do to make up for it.
Opening the portrait of Tiantian that I carried with me, I saw that she looked so similar to Haitang.
"It's closed, it's closed, scholar, are you staying in the hotel or not?" the store clerk asked.
Datong just sat here until the evening without eating or drinking, like a fool. No one knew how much pain he was going through. The waiter in the shop thought he was a fool.
Datong stayed in the room where Haitang had stayed for one night. It seemed that her smell was still hidden there, but in fact it had been cleaned. It was just Datong's illusion and imagination.
It was as if her warmth was still here to accompany him.
At night, Datong dreamed that he and his wife were holding hands in front of the peach blossoms, talking and laughing, but Haitang didn't leave, she didn't leave.
But when he woke up and found that it was a dream, he couldn't help but burst into tears again. It would be great if he never woke up from this dream...
In the dream, I didn’t know I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while!
Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door.
Datong thought Haitang was back. When he opened the door, he saw a strange person. He looked like he was a clerk in the store.
"Sorry to disturb you, sir. A guest here left a hairpin a few days ago. Our store is keeping it for you. We want to see if this female guest has returned." The waiter said.
Datong saw the hairpin in his hand, it was the one he gave to Haitang!
Everything came to mind again, her face, the corners of her eyes, her lips...
"She won't come back..." Datong said.
"No, I once chatted with that female guest. She liked and valued this hairpin very much. She always carried it with her. She said it was a gift from a very important person. If she knew she had lost it, she would definitely come back to find it." The guy was very happy.
Say for sure.
After hearing this, Datong felt a faint hope in his heart, hoping that Haitang would come back...
But if she goes to the future, she will never come back, and she won’t even have a hairpin to think about. Is this fate?
Completely different from everything in this world.
She values this hairpin very much, and she has herself in her heart... but he has hurt her sincerity.
Datong has never been so regretful or angry with himself in his life.
Only when you lose it do you know how to cherish it.
Something is lost and can never be found again...
Datong did not give up, he stayed here, no matter how long he stayed, he had to wait, even if it lasted his whole life, he had to wait.
Datong made up his mind to wait until Haitang returned even if his hair was gray.
I want to love her again.
…
The private residence of the Ninth Young Master.
Fang Rong and Haitang looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, facing this little jade cicada, they were completely clueless.
Haitang felt confused because she had read so many books, but there was no record of Yu Chan, let alone how to use it...
"There are quite a few books by Mr. Jiu, but there are not a single sentence that I can use." Haitang yawned and continued to read.
Fang Rong is still starting with Yu Chan.
Trying to understand something from it, but unfortunately, it is all in vain...