Golden branches around the East Palace

Chapter 1122 So Close

An Xipin followed behind Luo Bao, walked through the formation, and finally came to an exquisite and luxurious courtyard. Luo Bao opened the door, and An Xipin followed.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of blood came over his face, and An Xipin suddenly felt that his legs were filled with lead, and he couldn't walk anymore.

Step by step, she followed Luo Bao into the hall, and saw bloodstains on the floor, and then she looked along the bloodstains, and saw a man with disheveled hair, hands and feet bound by thick chains, lying on the ground people.

He lay there motionless, everything he could see was black, and the floor under him was still stained with wet blood.

An Xiying staggered over and knelt down beside him, her hands were trembling and she couldn't move the messy black hair, tears were already falling down in big drops.

She said she would never cry again.

But she couldn't help it, tears were like beads with a broken thread, she couldn't control it at all.

Trembling like this, she brushed away the messy hair, and finally saw the familiar face that she had dreamed about for many years.She thought that she was about to forget what this face looked like, but at this moment, she realized that in the past ten years, nothing had been erased, but everything had been deepened.This face was clearly reflected in front of her, and she just realized that she was not willing to forget him even for a moment.

His face was extraordinarily pale, so pale that it was even a little transparent, and there were still bloodstains at the corners of his eyes and lips, which was particularly shocking on his extremely pale face.

An Xipin couldn't think of any words that could express her mood at the moment, she couldn't say a word, she just lowered her head, and gently touched his cold face with her soft lips.

She suddenly remembered that strange dream she had that night in Fan City.

At this moment, she knew it was not a dream.

That night, when he was leaning against her, was he just as helpless as she is now, full of dependence, too close and reluctant, only dared to use this kind of temperature to describe his deepest desire.

Her heart hurt as if being pinched by someone, and it was extra warm and soft because of seeing him.

Looking at him now, she couldn't even imagine how much suffering and suffering he had endured to survive, and how he could sustain himself in such a torment that was worse than death.

At this moment, she would also hate her selfishness to the core. If it wasn't for her, he should have been freed a long time ago!
Now, because of this, he dare not recognize her, he spent so much effort to survive, but because he is afraid that she will be hurt, he dare not approach her,...

She doesn't need to understand what love is, and how much love there is between them. She only knows that at this moment, while holding his cold body, his life has merged with her at some point. together.Life and death, love and hate, everything has become so unimportant, the important thing is that she can still feel his presence, they can still hug like this, and get so close.

Compared with everything he has endured, what is her 12 years of waiting?What was her loneliness, her anxiety, her hope or her despair?There is no way for An Xixi not to feel sorry for this man, because what he does will always move her thousands of times more than what he says.

(End of this chapter)