Yu Wenhao let out a sigh of relief, and hugged her so tightly that she couldn't breathe, "Are you not angry anymore? What I said is nothing."
It’s nonsense, don’t take it to heart.”
The smell of alcohol on his body came over him, making Yuan Qingling a little tipsy.
She struggled for a while, but didn't struggle away, so she fell softly into his arms. The breath on his body calmed her mind, which had been confused all night.
Her face was buried in the smooth material of his clothes, her nose was slightly sour, and she couldn't help but shed tears.
Feeling that she was sobbing, Yu Wenhao wanted to slap himself twice.
After his anger subsided, he realized how stupid what he said was.
He let go of her and held her face, gently wiped her tears with his fingers, and said regretfully: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said those words to hurt your heart."
Yuan Qingling's eyes were slightly red, and she pressed her face against his rough palm, "I was also wrong, but no matter what we were arguing about, we really can't say those words anymore. It's too heartbreaking."
"I swear I will never say it again, never say it again." Yu Wenhao hugged her, and the anger in Calm Yan's house had long since vented.
Just because of his face, he kept a high profile in front of Gu Si and Ling Yan. In fact, he started to regret and worry from the moment he rushed out of the door.
"I heard from Tang Yang that you haven't eaten." Yu Wenhao let her go, frowning, and asked.
"If you're not hungry, you can't eat."
"I haven't eaten either. You can eat something with me." Yu Wenhao said without any objection, and then went out to ask someone to prepare it.
Aunt Xi had already given it to Yuan Qing Ling Bei. She just waited for her to say she was hungry and immediately ordered someone to bring it to her.
Xu Yi was looking around outside, but Ah Si yelled at him to go out, "What are you doing?"
"Did the prince ask about that boy?" Xu Yi asked.
"No need to ask, no need to ask, don't make trouble, it's finally quiet now." Ah Si pushed him out.
Xu Yi held his waist and said, "Don't push me. You hurt me before and I haven't argued with you yet."
Speaking of the waist injury, Ah Si felt a little guilty, "Then I'll apply medicinal wine to you later."
"Now!" Xu Yi felt the pain started again after being pushed by her.
Ah Si said angrily: "Let's go, lest I always owe you something."
Yuan Qingling ate half a bowl of noodle soup, but she couldn't eat any more. She pushed the bowl away and said, "Do you still want hangover soup? Ask someone to make it for you."
"No, I'm awake." Yu Wenhao saw that she didn't eat, so he didn't eat either. He stood up and supported her, "Go to sleep."
"Going for a walk?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"Don't go. You fell tonight and can't move much anymore. Where did you fall? Is it really no longer painful?" Yu Wenhao asked with concern.
Yuan Qingling shook her head and straightened her back. She was absent-minded while taking a bath tonight. When she came out, she slipped and hit her head on the edge of the screen. Her head didn't hurt much, but she felt a slight pain in her stomach when she got up.
After a while it was okay.
Yuan Qingling insisted on walking a few steps outside. She just finished eating and was unwilling to lie down.
Yu Wenhao had no choice but to accompany her.
Holding her hand, her palm was cold and she was very silent.
Yu Wenhao felt that she was still angry.
"Yuan, don't be angry, I regret saying that." Yu Wenhao frowned, his face full of annoyance.
Yuan Qingling sat down on the chair in front of the corridor. There was a chandelier twenty steps away in front of the corridor. The dim light illuminated his face, which made him soft and handsome. Even the scar from his eyebrow bone to his ear became noticeably softer.
She looked at him with quiet eyes, "I'm not angry anymore, really."
He stared at her face. She was lifeless, quiet and solemn, with cold eyebrows. The outline of her face was surrounded by soft light, giving people an illusory feeling.
The corners of her lips curved slightly, and she tried hard to smile, but this smile was also very lonely.
Seeing her like this, his heart suddenly hurt.
"I'm really not angry anymore," she stroked his face, her fingertips spread across his scars, rubbed it gently, and said softly: "I just don't understand some things, it's some ridiculous issues of principle.
, but this does not prevent me from loving you."
His heart was hit hard by something.
He quickly raised his head to look at her. There was something in his eyes that was as full as a tide. His lips trembled slightly, "You...what did you say?"
Yuan Qingling looked at him with a smile, and sighed softly, her voice so soft that it almost dripped with tears, "Yes, it seems that I have never said that I love you."
He looked at her, and in an instant she was swept into his arms, wrapped in his breath, his lips imprinted on her hair, and he looked for her lips again.
His entire body was like a rapidly ignited flame that was about to burn both of them.
After a long time, he sighed, hugged her tightly, gently stroked her back with his hands, and said as firmly and without regrets as if he had made a vow: "I love you, and I will only hold your hand in this life. I will never do it again."
There are other people. If one day, I, Yu Wenhao, let you down, Yuan Qingling, I will be thrown into purgatory forever and never see the light of day."
Yuan Qingling turned her face in his arms, slowly broke away, put her hands on his chest, and said with a smile and tears: "If this is the case, I will definitely accompany you in hell. Since you failed me,
One day, I was in hell."
"No, this day will never happen." He stared at the pretty red face in front of him, sighing leisurely in his heart. Who would have thought that this face that he once hated the most would become the face that haunts him in life and death.
A face that you can’t let go of?
Yuan Qingling also had the same sigh in her heart. When she first crossed over, this man was a savage beast and a devil. But who would have thought that one day, she would be willing to give birth to children for him and take care of the housework? She just wanted to guard him every day.
Her research, her principles, everything about her, she once insisted on so hard that in the end there was no room for compromise.
At one end of the corridor, Aunt Xi, who was standing against a column, sighed softly.
The lights are just right tonight, the stars and moon are just right tonight, and the atmosphere tonight is just right.
She was very lonely tonight.
Once upon a time, she also had that kind of love.
But she hesitated to move forward, had low self-esteem, and did not give her full trust.
She is afraid of being let down, afraid of being betrayed, afraid of losing, so she would rather not have it from the beginning.
So, she failed him from the beginning.
It's really not worth it, she doesn't deserve it.
If she had had such desperate courage and such firm confidence back then, perhaps she would not have lived such a lonely life.
Before tonight, although she had regretted it, she still believed that her choice was right.
Because once the beauty is destroyed by reality, it will be beyond recognition.
However, in this quiet old age, looking back on the past, I feel that I never gave him or her a chance.
She had always been afraid of losing him. In fact, she had already lost him the year she rejected him.