Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

"Ten months and seven days, if you don't come back, Master will forget what you look like?"

He sat under the viburnum tree and waited for another whole day. It was getting dark and the early morning bell was about to strike.

He stood up slowly, looking at the icy Qiong tree, his expression was gloomy, his eyes wandering, "Is it my wishful thinking that he is still alive? If you are alive, why don't you come back? There is no news from you?"

At this time there was a loud noise in the sky, Ye Qiao raised his head and looked over, and colorful fireworks bloomed one after another in the dark night and reflected into his eyes.

If Dong Zhao was there at that time, he would have hung the blue sky with red lanterns, which would be as dazzling as day when he came out at night, and would light a few clusters of fireworks in the yard for him to watch, but now the blue sky is too deserted...

He turned around and walked towards the bedroom, but this time he didn't go to sit in Dong Zhao's room as usual, but just glanced affectionately before returning to the room.

After entering the room, he was holding the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and his slender fingers were gently stroking the blade, his movements were very gentle, as if saying goodbye to an old friend.

The slightly hot air in the hand created a thin white mist on the blade, which dissipated in an instant.

There was a hint of relief in Ye Qiao's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up, unlike Dong Zhao's, who smiled so sincerely for the first time in these days.

Without a trace of hesitation, he held the sword across his neck and swung it down fiercely.

"Ye Qiao!" A hurried voice sounded from outside the door.

The Scarlet Sky Sword was extremely sharp, and even though he stopped his movements immediately after hearing Xiao Ce's urgent cry, the sword edge still cut through his slender neck, and blood gushed out of a long cut.

There was no time to cover the wound on his neck, so he had to lift up his collar and hurried out.

Xiao Ce's expression was tense, and he was so flustered that he couldn't choose to say, "It's gone... It's gone..."

Ye Qiao hurriedly asked: "Who is missing?"

"Bailang and Xun'er are gone! Xiaobai has been in a coma for a whole month. I go to see him in his room every day. I wanted to bring a bowl of dumplings to talk to him in the early hours of this evening, but I didn't expect... He and the child are gone, and there is only one Heli book on the table."

"Xiaobai, he's awake, he's awake...he's awake, but after waking up, he doesn't even want to see me, so he just took Xun'er away."

"Ye Qiao, I'm going crazy, Xiaobai doesn't want me anymore, so he is so decisive to leave?"

"I was wrong... I was wrong! Everything was my fault... It was all my fault..."

Xiao Ce seemed to have gone crazy, grabbing Ye Qiao's shoulder and shaking him vigorously.

Ye Qiao just felt that his whole body was about to collapse from being shaken by him, and the blood on his neck must not splash on his face.

He had a pale face, wondering if it was due to excessive blood loss.

Forced to close his eyes, "Have you ever looked for him?"

Xiao Ce went crazy and said: "I have searched all the places he can go, Su's house, Zhuhai... there is no him."

"He's gone... Will he never come back? Ye Qiao, will I never see him again?"

"Just like that, he left the book and left without saying a word... Gone..."

Xiao Ce never thought that a person who loves himself so madly would really leave so resolutely one day.

The moment he saw He Lishu, Xiao Ce felt that the sky was falling!

His eyes were red like a mad beast, and the tears burst out of the embankment. If a person is so desperate and crazy, why did he do it if he knew it before?

While Ye Qiao was enduring the pain, as if the head on top of his head was about to roll off at any moment, he also comforted, "Don't worry, let's go find it separately."

"Okay, okay, look again, look again..."

Xiao Ce turned around and ran down the mountain in a panic, Ye Qiao quickly followed him down the mountain.

After searching for a while, there was thick snow under my feet, and the blood on my neck dripped into the pure white snow along the soaked fur collar.

"Su Bailang!"

Ye Qiao's shouts echoed in the empty pine forest, but each shout was weaker than the last...

"Su Bailang, where are you..."

His eyes were dazzled, he leaned on the pine tree next to him, his body was crumbling, and he fell headfirst into the snow-covered ground. The whole snow was soaked in blood in an instant, and it seemed as if heavy snow fell from the sky again, and pieces fell on his body .

His jet-black hair was gradually covered by snowflakes into silvery white, his hands and face were covered with frost, and the sound of feet stepping on the snow was heard in his ears, and the sound was getting closer, and a pair of familiar eyes appeared in his hazy eyes. The black gold boots and the dark blue hem came into view, it was...it was Ah Zhao!

Ye Qiao was in a daze, only feeling that his body was picked up by a pair of generous hands, and fell into a warm chest, and then a wave of warmth spread to his whole body, and he stared at the familiar sharp-edged His lower jaw and eyelids could no longer be opened, and he fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, there was a soft bedding under my body, and a warm blanket covering my body, the temperature in the room rose, not as cold as before.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and touched his neck subconsciously. A few white gauzes were wrapped around his neck, and it still hurt to move slightly. He propped himself up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the pot of charcoal rising in the room, Slightly startled, vaguely remembering that someone hugged her.

Excitedly, he walked down barefoot without shoes. The temperature in the room rose, and the floor was not ice-cold.

I was eager to go outside to find out what happened, but at this moment the door suddenly opened, Ye Qiao's heartbeat stopped at that moment, her breathing froze, and she stared intently at the person who stepped into the door.

What is burning with anxiety, what is can't wait, how much he hopes at this moment, the person who pushes the door and walks in is the person he has been looking forward to for a long time!

When the person outside the door stepped in, Ye Qiao burst into tears...

Sure enough, it's not a plot in the script that if you never forget, there must be an echo.

He ran towards him barefoot, slammed into his arms, and hugged him tightly, "Azhao...Azhao...you are finally back...I really miss you——"

The medicine bowl in Dong Zhao's hand was knocked to the ground, and before he could hug the person who was close to his arms, Ye Qiao raised his chin and pressed his tender lips tightly against his thin lips.

A tightly fitting hug, heavy breathing entangled together.

A deep kiss, kissed for a long time, Ye Qiao wished to get back all the kisses owed for more than ten months at once.

Ye Qiao didn't let go of his lips until the tip of her tongue hurt from the kiss, she drowned her head on his shoulder, and tears slid from the corners of her eyes.

"Azhao, I really can't live without you."

Dong Zhao hugged him, his body trembled, there was no meaning in those deep eyes, and he hugged him even tighter.

He rested his pillow on Dong Zhao's shoulder, and tears rolled down his face, "Why did it take you so long to come back?"

Dong Zhao didn't answer, he picked him up and walked towards the bed...