The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

The distance between her and him, as before, seems to have never changed.Passionate picture feast
Because there was no hope, she couldn't give him hope either.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward and suffocating, Yichu flew up and picked a persimmon down, "Ning'er, your favorite persimmon"

What is my favorite? Is it Feng Qining's favorite? Wrong what I mean?"

"Did Ning'er forget, you said that after I learned martial arts, I used lightness skills to go up and pick them for you?"

The memory came back, when Yichu fell from the top, not only did he have a scar on his hand, but Feng Qining's eyes were placed on his feet. At that time, his legs were almost crippled, and his life was almost lost.

"Brother Yi, I'm sorry"

At that time, she was lying on his bedside, her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Ning... er, it's Brother Yi, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, no, no... picked persimmons for you"

He, whose leg was in excruciating pain, still didn't forget to comfort her. At that time, his face was pale, his hands and feet were cold, and her hands and feet, like his, became cold.

"Brother Yi, don't worry about it, or I won't play with you in the future. After you recover, go learn martial arts, okay? In the future, you can fly in the sky with Ning'er."

"it is good"

That sound was good and firm, and after so long, it still echoed in my mind.

Thinking of the past, Feng Qining's heart suddenly became bitter, her eyelids drooped, and she looked at her heart.

Feng Qining, you regret it, but I can help you with other things, but this one is not enough.

I'm sorry I can't love him for you.

Feng Sha's heart was very unpleasant, bitter, and expanded infinitely in his heart, and finally, it flowed through his whole body through blood.

"Ning'er, what's the matter with you? If you're not happy, then I'll climb up and pick another one for you."

Turning around, Yichu was about to climb a tree, Feng Qining quickly grabbed him, and by the way, took the persimmon from his hand.

"Who said I don't want it, I just think it's cheap for you, but, seeing how powerful your martial arts are, I can't beat you, forget it"

When she raised her head again, Feng Qining had already adjusted her emotions, and Yichu fondled her hair, "Silly Ning'er, I am good at martial arts, and I am here to protect you."

Also, don't let yourself get hurt again, and don't let you cry anymore.

Yichu added in his heart.