But when she saw her and Xia Yan standing together like a pair of beautiful women, the needle-pricking feeling in her heart was not numb, but became more serious.
Never hated anyone.
But Xia Yan is an exception.
It took me so much time to get a little closer to her, but he snatched her away effortlessly.
Standing on the pier, large raindrops fell, and suddenly looked back at the ship moving away. Was she crying?
God knows how much perseverance it takes not to find out.
Because of her, whenever I see the rain, I can't help but wonder if she is crying.
If she cries, will someone help her wipe her tears?
My father said, there will be, but that person will never be you.
Why? Is my obsession so unworthy of being cherished by others?
My father said that it is a big mistake to like a married woman. If the girl likes you equally, you should snatch her away. But if she belongs to you, then let her go. Letting her go also means letting her go.
Live yourself.
I drank a lot of wine that day, and it happened to be the rainy season in Yan State. I stood under the long corridor, looking at Yuan Dai outside, and couldn't help but want to ask An Changting, during these days when I was by my side;
During the days when I was held in the palm of my hand; in this emotional entanglement without anyone's blessing and support; I was regarded as a playboy by you, then, did this playboy ever make you happy?
Passed? Even for a moment...a moment, you tell me.
On the first day of leaving, I was wondering if An Changting would be unaccustomed to the days without me.
Even I find this idea funny.
How many days have I been with her?
How to compare with Xia Yan?
For the first time, I felt frustrated that my skills were inferior to others, and I was very unwilling to do so.
When I attacked the border of Xia Kingdom, I could actually win, but it rained for several days, which was very annoying. When I wanted to revive the war drum, the Yan Kingdom experienced a sudden change, and my father
After his death, his brothers began to aggressively win over military power, and war was about to break out.
I have no choice but to retreat.
During the days when I helped my fourth brother gain the throne, I had to charge into battle almost every day. It was the first time for me to do this, killing a thousand enemies and damaging myself eight hundred, but I didn't care.
Blood seems to have some kind of magic power that can soothe a manic mind. This king is completely crazy. Even the fourth brother said that fortunately the person who is my enemy is not him.
At that time, what she thought most about was that it would be great if she could die on the battlefield. When the news of my death spread across the ocean and reached her ears, would she shed some tears for me?
But I cannot die. Not only can I not die, I also want to live well.
Three bodhi seeds tied us two brothers to her. The fourth brother risked his life to save me several times. He knew that if I died, that woman would follow suit.
Because of this, I often have the illusion that I am very important to her, comparable to life.
And she will never know this.
It was as if she never knew that it would take two months and seventeen days for me to go to the Xia Kingdom and travel across mountains and rivers, but she only needed one sentence to drive me away.
She said, please leave and don't come back again. We have different positions.
This king is going crazy, but he is also afraid that this is what she said against her will.
That night, I stood on Shilippo until dawn.
Then leave suddenly.
Every time I set off happily and go back dejected, it's the same journey, but the road back is always more difficult than when I went there.
