The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

It's getting colder.

The emaciated Su Fuliu even put on a cotton coat and a fox fur, but he still looked like he would collapse in the wind.

It is so ironic for him to walk with the person he hates the most, in this originally warm home.

"Xiao Shixun." Su Fuliu stretched out his hand to caress the cold palace wall, and called softly.

Xiao Shixun's eyes lit up, his Jing'er was calling him, and he immediately responded, "I'm here."

"Back then, you were standing at the foot of this palace wall, hiding in the dark, looking so lonely and helpless. I came here and pulled you into the sunshine, playing with us..."

Xiao Shixun was very excited: "So you have always kept these in your heart!"

Su Fuliu turned her head to look at him, his eyes were shining brightly, but her own eyes were dimmed.

"I thought that if I brought you to the sun, you would be like us, but in the end you desperately wanted to bring me back to the darkness in your heart."

Xiao Shixun was startled: "Jing'er..."

Su Fuliu's eyes turned red: "If it's possible, I really hope we never know each other..."

After finishing speaking, he knelt down and covered his face, and couldn't help crying anymore.

And Xiao Shixun stood there, his figure just shrouded Su Fuliu's body, just like him standing in the shadows back then.

He successfully bound his "warmth" around him, he thought that he would never be cold again, he thought that even if he was in the dark, he would still be able to see that warm smile.

But now, his "warmth" has no smile, only tears.

Xiao Shixun wanted to reach out, but found that his arm was as heavy as a thousand catties.

He knew he was wrong, but no one told him what to do to be right.

In this way, one squatted in the dark and cried bitterly, and the other stood in the sun and shed tears silently.

None of the palace people passing by dared to step forward, they all retreated holding their breaths, and then turned around and walked in another direction.

Su Fuliu cried for a long time, but felt a little out of breath, and was a little dizzy from squatting, so she sat directly on the ground, leaning against the palace wall.

His eyes were red, his chest heaved, and he stared blankly at the sky.

Xiao Shixun followed his gaze and looked towards the sky.

After a while, he looked back at Su Fuliu again and said, "Jing'er, it's cold on the ground, get up."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to him.

Su Fuliu sneered, patted Xiao Shixun's hand away, stood up while supporting the cold palace wall, and walked away slowly while supporting the palace wall again.

In the next few days, Su Fuliu walked around the huge palace several times a day.

He waited and waited, hoped and hoped, until the day when Lu Chimo said he was cured.

He missed his Ting Lang so much...

Therefore, as soon as Xiao Shixun came, he immediately walked over excitedly and said, "As you said, take me to see him when I'm done!"

Xiao Shixun's eyes darkened slightly, he thought Su Fuliu was so excited to see him, but it turned out that he thought he could go to see Feng Muting after he recovered.

Feng Muting, oh Feng Muting, how can I tolerate you.

"Okay, I will take you to meet him, but after meeting him, you will go far away with me." Xiao Shixun replied.

"You let me see him first." Su Fuliu didn't answer him directly.

Xiao Shixun didn't get the answer he wanted, only seeing Su Fuliu who was eager to see Feng Muting, he couldn't help frowning, his eyes were bottomless: "Then you come with me..."