At this moment, everything was quiet, except for the faint cry of the girl curled up in his arms.
Years go by, and the world changes. A few years later, when you look back on the past, can you still remember that there was a girl who was reluctant to leave because of separation, who cried so much but didn't say anything because she didn't want to leave?
Jiao Li couldn't explain his mood at this moment.
"Jiao Li..." Yan Xin'er raised her tearful eyes, her reluctance turned into a tear and fell on her cheek. If we say goodbye today, she is afraid that we will never see each other again after today. She is afraid that we will never see each other again in the future.
Opportunity to meet.
"What?" Jiao Li was stunned and looked at her.
"Jiao Li——" Yan Xin'er grabbed his collar and burst into tears.
She didn't know what to say. She was still so young, an age that should have been full of fantasy, but she unknowingly fell into a fruitless secret love. Now they were about to be separated. How should she say goodbye?
"Speak." Jiao Li became unhappy and called her name, but nothing came out. He was not a god and could guess everyone's thoughts.
"After you leave...you must...remember me..."
Why should he remember you? Why should he never forget a girl he only got to know for a few days? Why should he?
Even if you can remember it, how long can it last?
With a series of questions behind her, she just wanted him to know not to forget her.
"Remember you?" How could he forget? She was Yan Hui's daughter, the daughter of Xuanyuan Mu's savior. Even if she wanted to forget, it seemed difficult. But her look told him that there seemed to be more to it than that.
The unexpectedness of love also catches people off guard.
Yan Xin'er pursed her lips, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Jiaoli...I...I...I will always remember you."
At that moment, the sounds around him disappeared again.
Remember him? How many people in this world would say this to him?
Jiao Li couldn't help but ask himself.
Except for the master and Gu Donglai, I am afraid that no one will know about his existence, Jiao Li, but this woman said that she would remember him.
"Whether you remember it or forget it, there is no difference at all to me." Jiao Li forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his heart and pretended to be calm.
Yan Xin'er shook her head and kept shaking her head.
If I don't say some things now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say them again. Although she has the shyness of all women, she also has the courage that the Putong women don't have.
"I will never forget you... I will always remember... I remember there was a person named Jiao Li..." Before he could finish his words, he was already crying.
Yan Xin'er hated her own weakness, why didn't she tell him that she liked him? Why?
Because she is already married, and her husband is the seventh prince of Xuanyuan Kingdom, Xuanyuan Si.
If she hadn't been married, she would never be as weak as she is now.
Thinking of this, Yan Xin'er cried even more sadly.
Not for anything else, just for the tricks of fate.
After going up there, they parted ways, and what was waiting for her was either her father or Xuanyuan Si.
No matter which one you are, there is only one destination.
That is the title of the Seventh Princess.
This is something she can't choose.
From now until dawn tomorrow is the last time she spends with the person she likes.
To a certain extent, Jiao Li understood Yan Xin'er's thoughts.
It would be very difficult for such a girl with no money to hide her worries in front of him.
ps: Can you give me a chance to forgive you? I’m drinking with friends today, but can I promise 10,000 words tomorrow?
