The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 193 Extra Story: Born in the Darkness (3)
It's just that every time I see Dong Yan, I can't help feeling inferior.

The son of the prime minister, the pillar of the court in the future, a man who has been hailed as a literary star since he was a child, he is the pride of the entire imperial capital.

And how can a woman like me with bloody hands be worthy of...

It was dark night again, the sky full of stars disappeared, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a boundless black box.

Like the day my mother died, like the day I was taken to the training camp by Han Feng's bodyguards, or the night when I killed someone for the first time.

It was an ancient night. I walked to the gazebo in the courtyard and listened quietly to the sound of running water behind the rockery.

Tomorrow is the day when Dong Meng goes to war. Although it is difficult to accept the fact that she is a female general from ancient times, I still choose to trust her unconditionally as before.

Among all the people in the company, there is probably no one who trusts Dongmeng more than me.

Because I know what kind of power a woman who has gone through hardships can explode.

"The night is deep and the autumn cold is dewy. Be careful of catching a cold."

When I turned around, it was Dong Yan who was holding a lantern.

In the warm orange light, a pair of warm eyes are full of concern.

I had a sore nose and almost cried.

It was as if I saw the gaze from my mother when I was a child.

Dong Yan was probably taken aback by me, looking at the expression on my face, he was at a loss.

The wide robe was blown up by the night wind, and Dong Yan's smooth black hair was flying freely in the air, as if he was a fairy.

I sat quietly in the gazebo, not daring to look up, for fear that Dongyan would see the tears on my face.

A sigh sounded in my ears, and a soft square handkerchief was handed over. I raised my head to take it with a little embarrassment, and saw Dongyan's long follower standing respectfully behind him.

Why is this lantern in the master's hands? I couldn't help but look at Dong Yan with puzzled eyes. The man coughed, his skin was extremely fair, and he could clearly see the blush on his face even in the middle of the night.

"I heard from Shan Mu that Miss Han was meditating alone in the moon-watching hall at night, worried that the sky would be dark..."

Having said this, Dong Yan couldn't continue, his voice gradually lowered, and he looked aside embarrassedly.

Shan Mu then explained: "Master was worried that your road would be slippery at night, so he sent a servant girl who didn't light up the lantern, so she came here specially to lend you a light and bring you a cloak."

The maidservant at the side was holding a thick velvet cloak, which was exquisitely styled for women, Dongyan handed the lantern to the maidservant, motioning for the latter to hand it to me, so I had no choice but to take it.

In fact, I am even more comfortable in the dark than in the day, where I will slip and fall.

It's just this Nuannuan's concern that moved me.

"This is my little sister's cloak."

Probably afraid that I would mind, Dong Yan explained again.

Shan Mu coughed next to me, and Dong Yan also felt that it was inappropriate to meet men and women in the middle of the night, so he smiled and said goodbye to me, and advised me to go back to the room as soon as possible.

I wanted to watch Dongyan leave, but the man insisted on watching me go back to the room.

Carrying the lantern back to the room, the handle seemed to still have the warmth of the man's fingertips.

With a slight warmth, not burning comfort.

It may be very simple to fall in love with someone, the warmth of a lantern, the interlacing of eyes, and the blush of cheeks when speaking.

Maybe, I really fell in love with this man.

A lover is like a dividing line, which divides life into two parts exactly. The first half is the time without him, and the second half is the time with him.

For me, Dongyan is just such a milestone figure.

In the first half, I lived in revenge, didn't trust anyone, and wasn't ready to fall in love with anyone.

And after I met Dong Yan, the world suddenly became colorful.

It was a flash of orange light, even in the thick black of the night, it was radiant.

So when Dong Meng held Feng Ling's corpse in her arms and locked herself in the house for three days and three nights without a drop of water, I really understood this feeling.

When the lover is lost, Dongmeng's always clear sky will collapse.

Fortunately, everything has a chance to start over.

Ruhua revived Feng Ling in the modern age, and Dong Yan also came to the modern age.

Dong Meng asked him with a smile, who was the third brother staying here for.

Dongyan didn't speak, but looked at me with exceptionally gentle eyes.

Under the joint efforts of Dong Meng and Dong Yan, the Han family quickly lost. Han Feng lived up to my expectations and abandoned his current wife again at the most critical moment.

As for Han Xi, an ignorant but domineering daughter, probably because she entered the entertainment circle, she was a pawn of some importance to Han Feng, but she was retained.

That day, during the awards ceremony, the host read my name. I stood on the stage and saw those jealous eyes in the audience. They belonged to Han Xi, and they really looked like her father.

After the ceremony, Dong Yan came to pick me up as usual, we walked through the corridor, and when we were about to leave, we heard a shameful voice.

In the room not far from us, the door was not closed tightly. From the crack of the door, I could clearly see Han Xi sitting on a man with a big belly shaking.

Dong Yan didn't understand, so he couldn't see anything from his perspective.

He asked me what was wrong, I just answered him, nothing.

Yes, this elder sister Han Xi really has nothing to do with me anymore, even if she sacrificed her looks to seduce a small film producer, such a depraved young lady of the Han family is just a stranger to me.

Even after knowing that Han Feng was robbed of all his money by his former debtors and thrown out of the wilderness, my heart didn't seem to fluctuate much.

I used to think that I would destroy the Han family with my own hands, but now that the Han family is destroyed, my heart seems to be still.

If my mother was still alive, she probably wouldn't want me to live in hatred.

I once asked Dongyan why it was me, such a proud son of heaven, why would he fall in love with me.

Dong Yan gently hugged me in his arms, he said that when I looked at the moonlight, my eyes were very cold, which made him feel distressed.

I couldn't help being stunned, because in my memory, there was no moonlight in my meeting with him that night.

Dong Yan gently kissed my eyes and called me a silly girl.

He said, the light in my eyes is the moonlight, where the sky is full of stars.

I couldn't help laughing, I seem to have forgotten to tell him that his gaze that night was like the setting sun in winter.

The warm, comfortable temperature is not scorching, but I fell in love with it like moths flying to the flame when I was trapped in the dark.

When I looked at him, those eyes were full of my reflection.

It's like my mother who sang a lullaby to lull me to sleep when I was a child.

I leaned against Dongyan's arms, and my mother's gentle singing seemed to echo in my ears.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, mother loves you and will always love you."

Mom, did you see that?

(End of this chapter)