Beware of the best fake Angel

After Situ Kun left, Ming Xiche continued to stand by the window. He had many things on his mind, but what he thought about most was about Ling Xinxue.

"Master."

The butler walked to Ming Xiche's side, put his hands in front of him, bent slightly and said respectfully.

"Ah."

Ming Xiche nodded in response.

"Master, the dinner is ready, should I bring it up for the young lady or ask the young lady to come down for dinner."

The butler knew that Ming Xiche was worried about something about the eldest lady, and he didn't know whether to tell the young master. As the old housekeeper of the Ming family, he still heard some things from Ming Xiche's father.

"Are you ready?"

Ming Xiche looked back at the butler, who nodded slightly.

"I'll send it up."

Ming Xiche believed that Ling Xinxue would not come down, so he sent it up to see how Ling Xinxue was doing now, did the child who liked to disguise herself sit on the balcony in this dark night like that day, feeling sad and immersed in I can't extricate myself from the painful memories.

"Okay, I'll ask the servant to help the young master take it upstairs."

In fact, the butler had already guessed that Ming Xiche would take the dinner upstairs to eat with the young lady, so he had asked the servant to put the dinner on the tray, and planned to let the servant and the young master go upstairs together later.

"No, I'll serve the dinner myself."

Ming Xiche didn't want others to see Ling Xinxue's sad look.

"Okay, then I will ask the servant to bring the dinner to the young master."

The housekeeper went to the kitchen and ordered the servants to bring the dinner to Ming Xiche, and Ming Xiche carried the dinner to Ling Xinxue's bedroom door.

At this moment, one was standing there quietly, and the other was sitting on the balcony looking at the bright moon outside the window. Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The white moonlight shone on Ling Xinxue's body. A pair of dresses that had not been changed made people feel that Ling Xinxue was like an angel who walked down to the mortal world by the moonlight. The breeze blew through her long hair, skirts, and window screens. with.

Ming Xiche took a deep breath, he raised his hand and gently pushed open Ling Xinxue's bedroom door, as expected, Ling Xinxue was really sitting on the balcony in a daze.

"Xiaoxi."

Ming Xiche called Ling Xinxue softly, he really couldn't bear to break this atmosphere.

"Ok?"

Ling Xinxue turned her head slowly and saw Ming Xiche walking towards her with dinner.

"Are you thinking about what happened today?"

Ming Xiche put the dinner on the tea table, walked up to Ling Xinxue and held out her hand, Ling Xinxue looked down at Ming Xiche's hand.

"Brother Heeche, why are you so nice to me?"

Ling Xinxue has always wanted to ask this question, although she already guessed what Ming Xiche's answer was, she still wanted to ask.

"Because I love you."

Ming Xiche answered Ling Xinxue without even thinking about it, with serious eyes and affirmative words.

"Oh."

I already guessed that Ling Xinxue's answer might be indifferent or change, but Ming Xiche felt a little sad when he heard a faint oh, he really wanted to drag Ling Xinxue off the balcony and domineeringly Hugging her in her arms, she lowered her head and kissed Ling Xinxue's pink lips lightly.

"Why did Brother Xiche fall in love with me? Is Xiaoxi worthy of your love?"

She has nothing now, thinking back to the realization with Ming Xiche, everything seems to be a dream now, she met by chance and died under his car, and his indifference in the hospital is still imprinted in her mind Here, he was like two people then and now.