He felt as if her heart was frozen layer by layer, and the two of them seemed to be separated by thousands of miles of cold river, which was insurmountable. There was a bit of bitterness on his handsome face, "Before the banquet, I looked at your face.
It’s not good. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I’ve been holding on for several hours, does it matter?”
"have a finger in the pie."
"I don't want to care about you." He put on a scornful smile again, grinning with bright and neat white teeth, "But I just can't help but want to care about you and love you. What do you think I should do?
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She looked up at the bright moon in the sky with an indifferent expression, "There is only the moon in the spring garden that can be sentimental, like a fallen flower shining on someone who has left."
In modern times, she has many suitors due to her appearance, talents and knowledge. But she feels that one person's love is not as good as the love of one person, and the love of one person is not as good as the love of ten thousand people.
She also wanted to have a man in her life who loved and cared about her. She thought she had found her true love. For that man, she gave up everything, wanting to erase the darkness in her life and have a happy future with him. It was cold, and he
Add clothes for her. When he gets off work, she cooks for him.
Simple, love each other.
She thought that was happiness.
The results of it?
Seven bullets broke her heart, and the three additional shots pushed her completely into hell.
It was enough to try love once. She was originally a person who lived in darkness and could never see the light of day. Her heart had long been dead and rotten, and the factor of love had long been buried with the ten bloody holes in Shen Anqi's body.
Since you are ruthless, why touch your feelings? If you give him a kind response, it will only give him hope. It is better to be more ruthless and cold-hearted, which will make him stop thinking about you.
What's more, looking across Jun Youqi's seemingly gentle face, and the darkness hidden in the dark pupils, she knew in her heart that he was also the kind of cold-blooded person, and his emotions were probably nothing more than waste to him, but...
He wore a veneer of hypocrisy.
His face turned slightly pale.
The bright moon was like a hook, and the bright moonlight soaked the garden, and the fallen leaves were swaying. Her figure in white clothes was cold and elegant, like a fairy trying to ride back on the wind, which made him unable to catch, understand, and feel uneasy.
There were a few fallen flowers among the fallen leaves, reflecting the pale color on the ground.
The bright moon is so sentimental.
People are ruthless.
He deeply felt the paleness and powerlessness of "falling flowers intentionally, flowing water ruthlessly".
He understood that she didn't have him in her heart, so she didn't want to give him any hope. However, even if she agreed hypocritically, he felt that it was a blessing.
"Why don't you be more hypocritical?" he asked lonely.
She smiled, "You think I'm not hypocritical enough?"
In the small corridor, with the moonlight in front of the court, the peerless woman's smile is cold and out of the dust, just like the bright moon on the branches, clean and surprisingly beautiful.
He felt a deep regret in his heart, and smiled again, swaying his folding fan gently, and said in a romantic and unrestrained manner, "I insist on Yun'er not to relax, and I will put my roots in the broken rock. Yun'er, don't run away!"
She curled her lips and walked towards the side room.
He stood there, watching her figure go away. When she entered the room, he still couldn't recover.
"Your Majesty, you disappeared in a blink of an eye. It's hard to find me." Young man Yuanzi gasped and ran over. "You are still smart. I guessed that you might come to see Miss Feng Si. Young man ran over.
