Ever since Miss Qian Qian left, the leader seems to have become a different person.
From chatting and laughing in the past, he has turned into an infatuated man who only frowns and knows no pleasure. The place he goes to most now is the edge of the cliff where Qian Qian last appeared.
Yun Qingkuang himself felt very strange. The songs and dances he usually loved to watch were no longer interesting. At first, he pretended that nothing happened and continued to enjoy the ladies who tried their best to make him happy.
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It was obvious that the smile on his face was forced. After trying for two days, he still couldn't return to his usual carefree mood, so he took Xiaomei to sit beside the stone wall.
Yun Qingkuang looked at the mist-covered mountains below, filled with sorrow, and said, "Xiaomei, do you think I'm very cruel?"
Xiaomei looked timid, but she was a person with ideas. She nodded, wiped the tears from her eyes, and said, "Yes."
Yun Qingkuang turned his head and looked at Xiaomei's sadness. His heart softened. He stretched out his hand to her and said with a pale smile: "Come over to me!"
Xiaomei put her hand into Yun Qingkuang's and lay obediently in his arms.
Yun Qingkuang closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed Xiaomei's hair, and said: "Even if you think I am very cruel, you will still treat me as before, right?"
Xiaomei shed tears, stretched out her hand to gently touch Yun Qingkuang's face, nodded and said: "No matter how the leader neglects me, I still love the leader. No matter how many women are around the leader, I will never regret loving the leader, no matter what is in the leader's heart."
Without me, I don’t care. I have sworn a long time ago that I will only entrust my feelings to the leader in this life."
Yun Qingkuang hugged Xiaomei tightly, with tears streaming down his face, and sighed: "I am so affectionate, am I worth this from you?"
Xiaomei shed tears on Yun Qingkuang's shoulder, "I am willing to die for you, but you still ask me if it's worth it?"
Xiaomei is actually very beautiful when she smiles, but in recent years, she rarely smiles all over her face.
After living in peace for a while, Yun Qingkuang still couldn't get excited about anything and was miserable all day long. No matter how Xiaomei and the other ladies tried to forgive him, they had little effect.
The melodious singing and dancing that I loved in the past are now boring no matter how much thought I put into it. No matter how beautiful the beauty is, Yun Qingkuang will not look twice at her. Xiaomei initially thought it was because of her own problems that Yun Qingkuang couldn't bear to follow her.
When other women were together, they mentioned intentionally or unintentionally, "The leader doesn't have to care about me. No matter who the leader likes, I don't mind."
Yun Qingkuang gently held Xiaomei's waist, and was very moved by her thoughtfulness, "It's not your fault, it's my own fault." He also sighed from time to time, although there are many beauties here, only the ones who can really speak well.
Not many, even Xiaomei, doesn't really understand her own heart.
"Xiaomei, I have something I want you to help me with."