mad sound of the world

Chapter 117
"Master..." Xiao Nu called softly, why does he feel that he is chilly now, is there something wrong?

Xiuyue patted Xiaonu's head comfortingly, and looked at Ye Mo with a black face: "Second brother, you haven't been in this mansion for so many years, what wind brought you here today?"

"A storm called Xiao Nu's marriage!" Ye Mo's two rows of silver teeth almost gnawed.

Why did he never feel that the Fifth Sister made him so uneasy?
"Oh, about the little slave's marriage? Who said it... who said it... why didn't I, the master, hear it?" Turning her head around and looking around, Xiuyue walked up to Ye Mo, " Brother, you must have heard wrong."

Ye Mo looked at the woman who smiled innocently but looked like a fox, and suddenly smiled too: "Second Brother got it wrong."

"Mm...hm." Nodding slowly, the two foxes looked at each other and smiled, Ye Mo blatantly grabbed the little slave who was hiding behind Xiuyue: "Fifth sister, borrow someone to use, and return it another day." .”

"Good talk, good talk."

Miao Zhu stared at Xiuyue with his red eyes open: "I suddenly regret it!"

"Regret what?"

"Following you, you might be loaned to someone else at any time?" Can you tell by looking at the reluctant "Your name is Xiaonu?"

Xiuyue shrugged, and suddenly said something meaningful: "Don't worry, even if he lends you to the second brother, he may not be happy. As for the little slave, you can rest assured that even if the second brother is willing to hurt anyone in this world No one will hurt him." Xiaonu is not stupid, if the second elder brother really treats him badly, he will be kicked unceremoniously when he is caught, how can he be honest? Being captured so easily by the second brother?
"Ok?"

Miao Zhu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Xiuyue smiled, seeing the half-truth and half-fake expression, Miao Zhu suddenly felt chilly all over, and rolled his lips and tongue out two words: "Secret."

The night is as cool as water, and the clothes are flickering.

Xiao Ling waited, and the sound of bamboo leaves all around was "squeaking", which made people's hearts a little confused: "King Qing, the agreed time has come, you can think clearly? Go back with me, or stay in the Here? If you plan to stay here, the emperor should know the result!"

Feng Qingyin turned around slowly, her clear voice was hazy: "Didn't you think of it long ago?"

"Qing Wang, you..." Xiao Ling sighed, and his green eyes flickered: "What are you stubborn about, so what if you are just a woman with similar eyes? She will never be her!"

"This is my freedom."

"Three years ago you could endure it for so many years, why can't you now?"

"Why can't..." Feng Qingyin's voice lowered, and the voice of mumbling to herself was a little lonely in the air.

Before he touched the warmth that could pull him out of the abyss, he thought he could do it, but when her hand held his fingertips, the little bit of warmth made him think he had the whole world, after that warmth , he...how could he be willing to let go?He is not a saint, he is greedy for that warmth, he wants to be close to her...I want her eyes to see his existence, instead of ignoring him time and time again, that kind of loneliness and helplessness is like a fish on land, He struggled hard, but he still couldn't escape the attraction of water, which represented the hope of life.

She lives, he is lucky; she dies, he dies...

Xiao Ling looked at him with a headache: "Do you really want your own life?"

"..." Feng Qingyin shook her head: It was already too late...

Then, he is willing to spend his remaining life with her and pave the way for her in the future, then...he will die without regret.

"King Qing, you don't care about your own life, but have you ever thought that if one day you die and she really falls in love with you, how will you let her face your death?" Xiao Ling's face was a little bit Heavy, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes mourned: "The person left behind is often the most painful. How can you bear to let her endure life and death?"

Feng Qingyin, I will not let you die.

There seemed to be a very soft voice coming from beside her ear, but it hit the internal organs firmly, Feng Qingyin took a step back suddenly, Qingjun's face was snow-white, her eyes flickered, her waist arched into an indescribable arc, and she was panting with difficulty as if she was digesting I heard what I just heard: If one day you die and she really falls in love with you, how will you let her face your life and death...

The one who stays is often the one who suffers the most.

Yeah, haven't you tasted that kind of pain?The heart was broken bit by bit abruptly, and every muscle and vein was screaming and aching.

But he lost his soul, unable to cry out in sorrow...

That kind of bitterness, that kind of pain, Feng Qingyin, how can you bear it?

Feng Qingyin... You have long lost the chance, haven't you?

No matter in the previous life or in this life, if you lose an opportunity, it means... falling into hell forever.

"No..." Shaking her head, Feng Qingyin's pale jade face showed pain from struggling, the bamboo leaves slid past his ears, and made a low sound, as if mocking his ruthlessness, his cruelty...

Feng Qingyin, we are impossible.

"Let go?"

But why does my heart hurt so much, so sad?He couldn't bear to let go...but he couldn't bear to let her be sad?
Why is it that every time he gets close, he pushes away fiercely again and again? He doesn't want much, he just wants to be by her side and listen to her softly calling him...

Feng Qingyin...

The lingering between the teeth made him sink deeper and deeper, and he couldn't bear to let go of his greed again and again!

What is he going to do?
"Cough cough! Cough cough!" The piercing cough hit Xiao Ling's eardrums, causing him to wake up suddenly. He quickly tried to help the lonely figure up, but there was a faster figure that was calm He landed forcefully behind Feng Qingyin and supported his back.

The familiar breath in her nose made Feng Qingyin's body stiff, she held her lips tightly and raised her head——

Impressively, he met a pair of cold and domineering golden pupils.

"Come back with me..."

Feng Qingyin lowered her eyes, pushed the person away, staggered back two steps, the rustling of bamboo leaves in his ear made his mind go blank, the moonlight slanted down and hit his extremely pale handsome face, The blood faded away, leaving only a desolate desolation.

(End of this chapter)