Mu Yanxi didn't look back and said, "Find a place to be alone."
Where else in the Red Mansion is quiet?
She walked aimlessly, not knowing where she was going. She didn't stop until she felt that the people around her were getting fewer and fewer, and they had completely disappeared.
When she stopped, she realized that she was in the woods again, where she would practice martial arts every day.
This is the only place that is truly peaceful.
Chonghua's deliberate alienation and indifference, Shaoer's deliberate provocation and proud smile, and Rong Chu's calculations and coercion...
Everything made her almost breathless.
Why is it so difficult for her to live a simple life?
God allowed her to travel through time and gave her the status of a rich young lady, but he also made her life so difficult.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She jumped lightly, flew to a not-high tree, broke off a branch, and waved it around randomly to vent her anger.
As soon as she stopped, she couldn't help but think wildly again, so she performed all the moves she had learned over and over again, until she was so tired that she could no longer move, and collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
Tears fell down her eyes, moistening her fair face.
She couldn't express how wronged she felt.
Just because she didn't say she liked him, would he treat her like this?
Does it mean that if he likes her, she must also like him?
How could he be so domineering and unreasonable?
Emotional matters cannot be forced.
If she deceives him without conscience and says she likes her even though she clearly doesn't like her, will he be happy?
But...but...
She seems to really like him.
If she didn't like it, why would she feel angry and sad when she saw Shao'er nestling in his arms?
If she didn't like it, why would she feel aggrieved and sad when he deliberately defended Shao'er? Feeling angry? She thought he was a jerk!!
If she doesn't like it, why should she
If she doesn't like it, why is she depressed here?
She always thought that her feelings for Chonghua were just gratitude.
She always thought that she guarded her heart very well and would not let it fall.
But...I don't know since when, someone has silently occupied a certain position in her heart.
At this moment, all she could think about was him.
Thinking about him, sometimes I feel sweet, sometimes happy, sometimes angry, sometimes sad.
"Asshole, bastard, rotten egg, rotten duck egg. What, what's good about these women? Isn't it just that their breasts are a little bigger, their butts are a little rounder, their waists are a little thinner, and they act like a spoiled brat? I've never seen a woman before.
Why, you don’t know how to move when your eyes fall on someone, the world is as black as a crow, and there is no good thing!”
The more she talked, the angrier she became, scolding Chonghua as worthless and the women who followed him as worthless.
He was mumbling, with tears still streaming from the corners of his eyes.
The eyes were red and swollen, looking like a begonia flower beaten by snow, so pitiful.
"Yan Xi..."
A soft sigh suddenly sounded from behind, which seemed to be filled with helplessness and infinite love.