470. Chapter 470 The wind rises to the Huai River [9]
"Use this as a boundary, don't get any closer!" Huang Beiyue bit her lip tightly, "Huang Zhanye, I don't want to be your enemy."
Zhan Ye looked at him blankly at the Bing Ling section. The color of the Bing Ling reflected a melancholy aqua blue in his dark eyes.
"Why can't you forgive them? You won't be happy living in hatred!"
"I think I'm not mature enough to forgive the betrayal." Huang Beiyue lowered her eyes. Besides, she didn't live in hatred. Everything she did was what she should do. After it was done, she should leave.
Already.
Zhan Ye looked at her with sad eyes. It was the first time that this cold young man felt such pain in his heart. He looked at the person he wanted to catch the most, but he was powerless and couldn't catch her at all.
Huang Beiyue looked up at him and said, "Perhaps if we meet many years later, we will still be friends. Isn't that what friendships between gentlemen are like? Brother."
When he called out "brother", Zhan Ye's eyes turned red for a moment, and he lowered his head in confusion, not knowing how to respond.
He has always been a strong person, but at this moment he understood that after meeting her, his heart could no longer be strong.
He once built a barrier inside that was impregnable, but since he let her in, it fell apart.
But Huang Beiyue still looked at him with a calm expression, and there was nothing wrong with her expression at all. It was cold and cold, as if nothing had happened.
Rather than letting some things develop out of control, it is better to cut them off at the beginning!
She has always been such a rational and smart person. When it comes to feelings, although sometimes she is slow, sometimes she is almost cold-blooded.
She took out a brocade box from the ring, threw it to Zhan Ye from above the ice, and said, "Please give it to Luo Luo Bujier for me and say sorry to him."
Zhan Ye finished the brocade box, finally suppressed the severe pain in his chest, and asked: "Don't you have anything to give me?"
Huang Beiyue thought for a while and shook her head: "I'm sorry."
"No need to say sorry." Zhan Ye raised the corners of his lips somewhat self-deprecatingly, "But I have something to give you."
As he spoke, he walked to the bank of the jade water, took out a copper cup from the ring, filled it with a glass of ice-cold water, took a sip first, and then handed it to her.
Huang Beiyue glanced at the cup and felt a little depressed in her chest, but she still walked over, took the cup and took a sip of the cold and biting water.
"I will drink the water of the Mother River with you. I hope you can come back to this land one day." Zhanye said in a low voice, "I hope you can come back."
Huang Beiyue was silent for a moment, then suddenly took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand, put it on Zhan Ye's shoulder, and pressed her forehead against his shoulder.
"Thank you for taking care of me all the time. If possible, I will come back because this is my home, although it is not perfect."
After saying that, she raised her head and waved to him, "See you later."
Zhan Ye frowned in pain and said in a hoarse voice, "See you later."
Huang Beiyue turned around, waved her hands back gracefully, and her figure slowly walked away, finally leaving his sight and walking out of his young heart.
Lingzun stood on the other side of the Jade River. There was mist floating on the river, so it was difficult to spot him without looking carefully.
