Du Qiaoyun is a weak woman. The window is made of excellent wood. It's very hard. How can she beat it with her little strength?
Even if she beat her hands bloody, the window was still tightly closed.
Until the young master Fang couldn't look down and came forward to help her open the window.
As soon as the window opened, Du Qiaoyun anxiously looked around, but she only saw the boundless River and the boundless darkness. Where was the half figure?
Not to mention the shadow, as soon as the Huakui meeting was over, all the boats around were scattered, leaving them alone in the center of the Luo river.
Du Qiaoyun saw that Xie Zhifeng had already disappeared, and his eyes were full of despair!
She could not help crying out: "husband My husband Where are you Don't leave me Please don't leave me
It's a pity that no matter how she cries, cries and responds to her, there is only the boundless silence of the night.
The person that Du Qiaoyun thinks of has already disappeared without a trace!
Du Qiaoyun couldn't help laughing, forced to endure tears for a long time, like a broken line of beads, drop by drop.
Crystal tears across her jade like cheek, fell on the hard board, out of crystal tears.
Mr. Fang could even hear the sound of tears falling on the ground. It should be a very slight sound, but it was so clear in Mr. Fang's ears.
Du Qiaoyun now used to cover the veil, had been her just that crazy action made to fall on the ground, showing her beautiful face.
Du Qiaoyun's delicate facial features, like those of the top craftsmen, make Mr. Fang, who comes from the most beautiful places in the world, show his amazing color.
He used to read that the ancients described the beauty of a beautiful woman's tears with such verses as Yurong's lonely tears and pear blossom's spring with rain.
He always thought it was an exaggeration of the ancients.
How can you smile when you cry? No matter how beautiful the beauty is, it's ugly to cry.
But Du Qiaoyun completely subverted his cognition.
She didn't cry, she just cried silently.
Just like the silent spring rain falling on the pear blossom.
Pear with rain, beauty with tears, are so beautiful that people tremble, coupled with Du Qiaoyun's heartbroken appearance.
Let Mr. Fang, who has never had any pity for women, can't help feeling pity.
At the same time, his heart was slightly sour, and he was a little jealous of the man who made the beauty miss so much.
Du Qiaoyun cried alone for a long time, and then thought about everything since her rebirth.
She invited heaven to live again. She thought she could have a good ending with Xie Zhifeng.
Although they had been engaged before, they were finally settled!
If she could stay at home and embroider her wedding dress like other women, waiting for Xie Zhifeng to marry her home, nothing would happen!
But she loves to toss and toss, and has lost her good marriage!
If she is not calculating, unwilling to give up the benefits brought by her friendship with Ye Ru, and can't bear to see Mei Xian die when she is young, she will try to take the place of her to run for Huakui. As a result, it will bring her this disaster.
If this young master just let her go, she can turn around and go.
Instead of worrying about Mr. Li's reaction, he tried to tease Mr. Li cleverly and let Xie Zhifeng hear it. Surely they are still well?