He murmured in despair, "Yun'er, you once chose me, you don't know... How much I regret not treating you well. You don't know how much I want to go back to the past with you... You also You don’t know how much I want to be with you for the rest of my life...never be separated..."
When he finished speaking the last four words, tears fell from his eyes.
The vast sky and earth are covered with snow, and the white snow stretches for thousands of miles and the Han River is endless.
He was alone in the howling cold wind.
I don’t know if the tears falling are regret or longing.
He was dressed in purple and the sun shined brightly, he was extremely noble, but it broke the loneliness and sorrow of the sky.
It was only when she looked away that he shed tears.
It seemed that he was hurting that he could never get into her heart, and that he could never let her go.
He didn't want her sympathy, and for a person like him, he didn't even bother to cry to anyone. He seemed to really like pretending to be a scumbag to win her favor.
He always thought it was just pretending. In fact, he didn't see through it. If he didn't really have her in his heart, he wouldn't have pretended, and he even deceived himself by pretending.
It's just that I was too conceited, thinking that it was impossible to fall in love with a woman, and not thinking about true love. As a result, I lost her in the intrigues and numerous palace politics.
The tears of grief rolled down so sadly.
He thought countless times that if he had treated her well back then, everything would not be where it is today.
"Yun'er, only now do I know how important it is to be sincere to you." His rustling voice floated between heaven and earth.
Very light, very light.
Very gentle and gentle.
He knew in his heart that since he was disqualified, she would no longer give him a chance. He could only get her back to him by strategizing more carefully and getting rid of the monster.
Even if it weren't for her, he would definitely cut that monster into pieces!
As if she sensed something, Feng Jingyun looked over again, blaming her for her poor eyesight. Even though she was so far away, she could still clearly see the traces of tears on his face.
The sunny and handsome face was pale, and I didn't know whether it was tears or grief that was shed, but it was so real.
This time, she felt that Jun Youqi was not pretending.
Inexplicably, she knew that he regretted not treating her well.
I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Times have changed, what's the use of regrets?
It’s a foregone conclusion.
Even if the broken heart is reunited, there will still be a reunion. What's more, in her eyes, Jun Gushang, whom she loves, is the most worthy of her love in the world.
You shouldn't look at him.
It was he who insisted on guarding her and pestering her every day.
She didn't force it.
His actions only made her feel stressed.
She closed the window, sighed slightly, went to bed and lay down, her clear water eyes closed and opened again, and she didn't feel sleepy for a long time.
In another wing of Yaoyue Pavilion, Ye Yaorao also lay on the bed and fell asleep tiredly. When she opened her eyes, she found Qinuo guarding her bedside.
She looked at him quietly. He was sitting on the chair next to the bed, holding her hand with one hand, supporting his chin with the other, and dozing with his elbow on the edge of the bed.
There were shadows of exhaustion under his eye circles, and his ordinary face, which was not handsome, was not outstanding at all, but she looked particularly pleasing to the eye at the moment. Mu Ya had drugged her last night, and he wanted her twice more, risking It seemed like he was exhausted too.
Thinking of him riding on her last night...she suddenly felt a little shy.
