Chapter 1100 My Dream of Love Alone (2)

The only difference is that at that time, he still had black hair like a waterfall.

At this time, I suddenly remembered that the picture was even clearer.

It was very late at night, and she came home late because she was too playful, so she sneaked out the back door, in the secluded alley outside the back door of their house, in the light of the moon, a beautiful woman walked towards her. The demon man in the painting.

I don't know if it was because the other party was so good-looking, so Xiao Qi looked at him at that time, and looked at him a few more times, or maybe he was too depressed and painful that night, so when Xiao Qi looked at him, he and her They looked at each other.

With that look, Xiao Qi saw his heart-piercing despair and pain in his eyes.

His eyes are telling why, why you still gave up on me, I don't want anything for you, how can you, how can you still marry someone else.

Ah Jing, why.

After that one glance, he staggered away alone, Xiao Qi tilted his head to look at his lonely and desolate figure in the moonlight, not quite understanding why he was so desperate and painful.

Also, why did the person he loves, the person named Ah Jing, marry someone else?

Back then, Xiao Qi was still young, a girl of five or six years old, because even though the sadness in the man's eyes left a deep impression on her, she still couldn't remember anything in the blink of an eye.

She didn't tell anyone about it, she thought she met just a frustrated passerby.

until this moment.

Xiao Qi was a little suffocated, she saw the man walking down the white jade steps step by step, holding the hand of Shui Jingmo, who was hit by the puppet grass and completely unconscious among the crowd, and called softly and affectionately,
"Ajing."

His voice was soft and sweet, just those two words, but when read from his mouth, it seemed to be full of all the joy and affection in this world, which made people tremble.

He dragged Shui Jingmo with a dull expression, and walked up the steps step by step, and the soft voice sounded softly again,
"Ah Jing, the auspicious time has come."

In the empty and silent square, his gentle voice was exceptionally clear and pleasant.

Xiao Qi stood beside Su Xing Qiao, holding his sleeve tightly with his fingers, and everyone looked at the pair of bi men on the steps with blank expressions.Shui Jingmo was dressed in a white robe with splashed ink landscape painting, and matched with the red dress of the man beside him, standing side by side, it made people feel that they were extraordinarily well-matched and perfect, it was simply... Fascinating.

One red and one white clothes, one black and one silver hair, the contrast is so sharp, behind the thrilling beauty, there is a strong and dazzling sense of sadness.

Xiao Qi's whole body is cold now, and his blood seems to have been frozen at this moment.

She seemed...as if...yes, understood something.

Ah Jing...is Shui Jingmo, her uncle,...the husband of her little aunt Feng Peining.

Xiao Qi looked at Feng Peining in a panic, she was wearing a light purple dress, standing at the front of the crowd, because her back was facing her, so Xiao Qi couldn't see anything, she couldn't imagine, if the little aunt hadn't been poisoned , so at this moment, looking at such a picture, what kind of feeling will she have.

At this moment, the man in red who was about to walk up to the high platform suddenly turned his head and looked towards the crowd——

(End of this chapter)

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