Slowly raising his head, Zhuge Mingkong looked at Rong Yu quietly and suddenly laughed. This smile made others a little confused, but Rong Yu froze and started to tremble involuntarily.
She remembered everything.
I remembered them all.
"Rong Yu, don't you want me anymore? Why do you want to come to me again four years later?" Zhuge Mingkong was still smiling, but tears were already flowing out of his beautiful eyes.
The hot tears seemed to tell her memories of these years.
Seeing Zhuge Mingkong crying, Shuji quickly went over, took out a silk handkerchief, and wiped her tears.
"Xiao Tou, what's wrong with you? Don't cry!" Shuji said nervously. Annuan never cried. He didn't know how to comfort a crying girl.
Angnuan stood aside, looking at Zhuge Mingkong's tears, and her anger towards Rong Yu suddenly emerged in her heart. She looked at Rong Yu and wanted to take action, but she knew the status of Rong Yu in Zhuge Mingkong's heart and knew that she could not
Hurt Rong Yu. So, she could only hold back the anger in her heart.
"Rong Yu, why?" Zhuge Mingkong asked again, with an indescribable smile on his beautiful face.
Looking at her smile, Rong Yu felt extremely distressed. He slowly walked towards Zhuge Mingkong, squatted in front of her, and brushed the tears on her face with his slender fingers.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Rong Yu said warmly, his tone was unusually soft, for fear that Zhuge Mingkong would feel uncomfortable. At that time, he just wanted her to live well. As long as she lived, it would be okay for him to go to hell alone.
Big deal.
He just wants her to be well and wants her to live.
Zhuge Mingkong looked at him with a smile, then raised his head and said with some self-deprecation: "At this time, a man will always only know these three words. Rong Yu, what do I want from you?"
Rong Yu didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.
Zhuge Mingkong smiled, and smiled very self-deprecatingly: "Rong Yu, it was you who provoked me back then. You knew everything about me, but you still wanted to get close to me. I tell you that song "Feng Qiu Huang", you use
It came to express its feelings to me. But now, things have changed and people have changed."
Hearing her words, a trace of sadness flashed across Rong Yu's eyes. He looked at her quietly and said warmly: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, okay..."
Before Rong Yu finished speaking, Zhuge Mingkong slapped him in the face without mercy.
Xingchen and others immediately pulled Rong Yu aside to protect him, looking at Zhuge Mingkong with anger: "Miss Mingkong, how could you attack the prince?"
"Can't I challenge him?" Zhuge Mingkong laughed, then she looked at the dark night outside the door, and said with absent-minded eyes: "Rong Yu, for you, I will make myself despised by everyone, but I don't
I regret it because it’s you. But now I suddenly regret it.”
Hearing Zhuge Mingkong's words, Rong Yu's chest felt distressed. He looked at her closely, his dark jade-like eyes flashing with pain that he could not express.
Standing up from the futon, Zhuge Mingkong held Shuji's arm a little unsteadily.
"I want to go home." Zhuge Mingkong said weakly to Shuji beside him.
"Okay, I'll take you home now." Shuji quickly picked up Zhuge Mingkong and took her out. In the darkness, the two figures quickly disappeared.
It seems that I can no longer see it.
At this time, Ang Nuan slowly walked up to Rong Yu. Ang Nuan, who had always been extremely gentle, looked at Rong Yu with an extremely cold look.
"For a long time, we have always thought of you as Miss, so we have never objected to things between you. But now it seems that we were wrong. Rong Yu, Prince Anling, you are the first to let go
Miss is such a painful person."
Ang Nuan's words fell into Rong Yu's ears. He stood unsteadily and clutched the clothes on his chest. He looked at Ang Nuan calmly and said nothing.
At this moment, nothing can be said that is superfluous.
He wanted to do her best and made her forget about him.
But four years later, he couldn't resist that lovesickness, so he designed her again to make her fall in love with him.
He thought that even if he died, he would still have her.
But now, he will not die so easily, but she doesn't want him anymore.
In the end, how big of a mistake did he make in his self-righteousness?
"Your Majesty, we won't do anything. The young lady's thoughts are the most important. If she forgives, we won't say anything. If she doesn't forgive, we will never let you get close to her again. This life was saved by the young lady.
Even if we risk our lives, we won’t make her sad.”
After Ang Nuan finished speaking, he stepped into the night.
Rong Yu stared ahead blankly, and then his chest burned, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. In front of his eyes, endless darkness invaded.
"Ten years later, the red plum blossoms will bloom and we will get married."
The scene in front of him suddenly froze, and Rong Yu suddenly remembered him and her in the white snow many years ago.
The white snow is flying, the red plum blossoms are blooming, and the word "Feng Qiu Huang" composed of each word is clearly enlarged in an instant.
That song of "Feng Qiu Huang" fulfilled his desire for her.
The song "Feng Qiu Huang" expresses his feelings for her.
That song "Feng Qiu Huang" made a promise for his and her life.
But now, the white snow has passed, the red plums have fallen, and the phoenix calls for the phoenix. It has not been heard for many years.
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Back at Shuiyue Pavilion, Zhuge Mingkong sat on the couch, looking quietly in front of him without speaking. Shuji sat next to her and helped her feel her pulse, but her body was not sick, but her heart was sick.
Ang Nuan came in with hot water, wrung it out, and wiped her hands gently. Looking at Zhuge Mingkong who was so disappointed, Ang Nuan didn't know what to say.
After wiping, she stood aside and Shuji sat on the couch. The two of them stayed with her quietly without saying a word.
The night is very long, but at the same time, it is also very short.
Before I knew it, this dark night had passed.
In the early morning, Shuji left the room, and Annuan went out to make breakfast for Zhuge Mingkong. After they left, Zhuge Mingkong still sat on the couch without saying a word, as if he had lost everything.
Soon, Ang Nuan walked in with breakfast. She put the breakfast aside and held the bowl, ready to feed Zhuge Mingkong. Zhuge Mingkong took the bowl from Ang Nuan's hand and ate it himself.
stand up.
Seeing her doing it by herself, Angnuan breathed a sigh of relief. Zhuge Ming ate two bowls of porridge before he stopped.
At this time, Ang Nuan was sitting by the couch, looking at her, and asked: "Miss, what happened between you and Prince Anling?"
She didn't know if she should ask?
However, Annuan couldn't bear to see her so depressed.
Hearing Ang Nuan's words, Zhuge Mingkong laughed softly, with an unspeakable sarcasm in his smile: "I have known him for thirteen years."
As soon as Zhuge Mingkong said these words, Ang Nuan was immediately stunned. She had been following Zhuge Mingkong for four years, but she had never known such a thing. It seemed that it was really not that simple to explain clearly between them.
"A lot of things happened in the middle. Four years ago, he was poisoned by Zhuang Sheng's dream. In order to make me forget him, he asked Yuehua to modify my memory, and I just forgot about him. For four years, four years, completely
Forget my past." Zhuge Mingkong said quietly, his eyes far-reaching and quiet.
Then, she sighed and said: "I have loved Rong Yu for many years. I know he is doing it for my own good, so he asked Yuehua to modify my memory. But he did it for my own good and it really hurt me."
I."
Hearing Zhuge Mingkong's words, Angnuan didn't know what to say to comfort her. She stretched out her arms and hugged Zhuge Mingkong, and spoke like a big sister for the first time.
"Miss, I really don't know that anything like this happened between you and Prince Anling, but I think he did it for your own good. Not many people can survive after being hit by Zhuang Sheng's dream. He doesn't want you to be sad for him anymore.
He is sad, and with your temperament, it is very likely that you will go with him."
"However, his behavior really hurts your heart. But you should think carefully, do you want to continue to be with him, or not? But looking at your look, I know that you want to be with him, but that's right
Ah, who doesn't want to be with the one they love forever!" Annuan patted Zhuge Mingkong's back gently, her voice was very gentle.
Hearing Ang Nuan's words, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but smile and said, "Maybe, I want to be with him, but I don't want to forgive him."
Yes, anyone who hears this will think that Rong Yu is thinking about her.
Even she herself thinks so.
However, she really couldn't forgive Rong Yu for letting her forget him for four years!
If, after four years, he doesn't choose her again, then she will forget him for the rest of her life and find another man to marry, thinking that she will live her whole life.
Perhaps she will never know until her death that she loved Rong Yu deeply in the past and forgotten years.
She could understand that Rong Yu did this for her own good. However, she could not forgive the forgetfulness of these four years.
She actually forgot the person she loved so much.
He actually forgot his most important memory.
She forgot her past.
"Miss, I wanted to tell you last night that Prince Anling has been standing between Jinghua Tower and Shuiyue Pavilion all night." Ang Nuan's sudden words interrupted Zhuge Mingkong's thoughts.
She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and broke away from An Nuan's arms.
"He likes to stand, so let him stand! I won't go out these days."
Hearing Zhuge Mingkong's words, Angnuan sighed, not knowing what to say. Then she picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked out. Zhuge Mingkong was left alone sitting on the couch, looking quietly in front of her.
.
"Rong Yu, do you really think that I will feel sorry for you now?"
"No, I won't feel sorry for you."
From the first time she saw Rong Yu, she felt sorry for him, but now, facing the grown-up Rong Yu, she couldn't feel it anymore.