Da Deyun

He opened his eyes, and the familiar navy blue bed curtain was very warm around him, and there was a slight crackling sound of burning charcoal fire.

He moved, feeling pain all over his body.

He simply didn't move, looked at the bed curtain, and wept expressionlessly.

This was the first time Er Ye saw him cry after holding the funeral in Yu Mansion; he thought he would endure like this all the time, enduring sourness and pain to live on.

Like Dalin at that time.

Although pretending to be calm and smiling, at least it can make the elders feel at ease and live in suffering.

But the second master forgot again, he is different from the young master.The young master has helplessness, responsibility, and responsibilities that he has borne since birth.So the young master has to endure, if he knows how to endure, he can bear it.

Qin Xiaoxian is different, he does not have the prominent birth of the young master, he does not have the responsibility to bear, and he is not a proud young man like the young master.

He has always been a character who rejects people thousands of miles away.Seeing that there are many friends around me, and my brothers support me, but in the end, I only have myself in my heart.

Alone, alone.

You can live your whole life alone.

But he met a person, broke into his life, broke into his heart, and then everything changed.

I can no longer live alone forever.

In the days without her, one more day is suffering. ——Look, she painted this painting, she mentioned this word, she smelled the fragrance of flowers, she drank from this cup, and she sat on this bamboo chair...

In the arms of this chest. .It was her gentle smile.

After eating candy, he knew sweetness, so he fell in love desperately.

He is not a young master, so he can't wrong himself.

For such a long time in a lifetime, the beloved is not there, the world is full of fireworks, and the mountains and rivers are far away, all of which are boring.

Seeing that he woke up, the hall master breathed a sigh of relief.But looking at the unrequited and tear-stained appearance of that life, a pang of anger arose in his heart: "Are you crazy? Do you know how high that cliff is? The water at the bottom is fast, and once you fall Life is gone!"

If it wasn't for Dong Jiuhan flying towards him, sweeping him with a long whip, wrapping him around his waist, and making him roll on the rocks, he would have been swinging in the glacier by now.

Although his body was bruised and bruised, he managed to save his life.

He was deaf. .Letting the hall master scold, the ever-present An Ran smile could no longer be performed.

Tears are like frost and snow, cold over the temples, and my heart is already cold.

The second master was sitting by the bed, watching him look like no one else, and frowned.

If a person really wants to die, he cannot be stopped.

"She's not here, you have to do your filial piety for her and take care of her parents." The second master lowered his eyes, his expression a little empty, as if he didn't even know whether such words could persuade him.

really.

"I don't even care about my own parents, and I still take care of her parents?" He lay on the bed, smiling palely and bitterly, full of sarcasm.

If this is the case, only the young master and Atao can listen to it, they have a sense of morality in their hearts.

He is different, he just wants to be with the one he loves.

It's simple, just being together.

It's just that I'm afraid of being alone.

Maybe it's not good, maybe it's so ridiculous, maybe it's so naive, maybe it's so unfilial, maybe it's so impulsive, maybe it's so disgusting...

The people in this world have never loved him, so why should he betray her for the sake of the world.

It is agreed that if you love each other until you grow old, you should depend on each other for life and death.

When she made this wedding gown, she must have been so happy and looking forward to his return to Beijing.

"It's my fault, I'm late."

He looked at the bed curtains, as if he couldn't feel the pain on his body, and there was no blood on his lips, and when he smiled wryly at the corners of his mouth, a few streaks of blood were split open.

Tears slid down the corners of the eyes and into the hair on the temples, and once they flowed, they couldn't stop and couldn't stop.

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Actually, I just want to say something to you face to face: happy birthday.

that is it.

❤

Second Master closed his eyes.Suppressing the sourness, got up and left.The hall master looked at him, there was nothing to worry about.

I don't want to look at it anymore, I just feel that I want to say so much but can't say it, and I can only watch him tortured into this state, and the feeling of being helpless is really too sad.

Nothing in the world goes as planned.

The second master returned to the mansion. .Yang Jiu was waiting anxiously.

When the boy came back and talked to her, he was so nervous that he held his breath and couldn't relax no matter what.

As soon as the second master entered the room, she stood up and asked anxiously, "How is Lao Qin?"

Looking at her, the second master seemed to understand Lao Qin's look of lovelessness.After a moment of silence, he held Yang Jiu's hand and went into the inner room to warm himself up.

He wrapped Yang Jiu's hand in his palm and rubbed it, trying to warm the coolness on the back of her hand.

Yang Jiu didn't dare to relax, waiting for his reply.

The room was warm, and the second master said softly: "Tomorrow... let's go back to the palace."

Yang Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then came to his senses.

This means that Lao Qin is fine.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, his brows were full of guilt and self-blame, and he said: "If something really happens, we will never have peace in our lives..."

The world is safe and secure.

Yang Jiu sighed, looked at the smoldering fire in the charcoal basin, and heard the second master's thick voice, saying: "If he wants to die, it will be a matter of time."

This heart came up immediately, Yang Jiu held the second master's hand tightly, her tone trembling: "We will go back to the palace tomorrow."

Maybe Lao Qin doesn't need the best of both worlds.He was full of satisfaction and only hoped for one thing, for this one thing, everything else was nothing.

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There is no law of perfection in the world, if you don't think of harmony, you only think of Qing. ~.