When I got home, he gave me a cold napkin to rub my feet, then looked up at me and smiled guiltily.
"Yes." So comfortable, it seems.
"I'm going to make a kite. When the weather is good, we can go kite flying."
"Really." My eyes lit up. "Aren't you fooling me?"
He stood up and pinched my nose, then said with a doting tone that he didn't know about, "How dare I lie to you. Little ancestor, let me boil some water for you to wash. I'll make you prawns today. Uncle Ming bought some and jumped around in the basin."
"The ones that are fragrant, the ones that are stewed with oil until they smell fragrant." I was drooling.
"Alright." He smiled and went out. "But you have to listen to me. Don't wander around."
Walking randomly, I'm not a crawling little kid.
If it was Mo Li crawling all over the ground, how beautiful would it be? I wanted to have a little child to tie Mo Li up, but I would rather be a little child that he crawled all over the ground to pamper me.
My fried prawns, I still want to see it on my own.
After washing my body, I could smell the fragrance of the prawns. I stuck to the window and looked out. In the smoky room, there was a man busying himself.
He turned his head and smiled at me. If you hear what I say, you can ignore it and quickly go back. "
"Who said that? I was afraid that my prawn would slip away. Do you know that I have to guard it?" I tried to quibble.
So he picked one up and went to the window.
It was really good, really good. The prawns he ate were very fragrant, and Mo Li was also very good. He was truly perfect.
Mo Li, I will also give up on you.
The more he liked it, the more he would care. Many things would begin to diverge.
It had only been two days.
He came back like a ghost and walked among the crowd. I was standing at the entrance of the alleyway waiting for him, but he didn't see me and even followed the people in front of me.
I was scared out of my wits and shouted, "Mo Li."
Only then did he regain his senses and turn around to return to his original position.
When we got closer, I saw that his face was pale. When I pulled on his hand, I discovered that it was also cold. I was even more worried, "Mo Li, what's wrong? Why don't we go see a doctor?"
He shook his head and said tiredly, "It's all right."
No wonder, when I went back, I quickly poured water for him to drink, but he just sat there powerlessly on the chair. He was just like that, in a daze. This was not the kind of Mo Li he had seen before.
I squatted in front of him and squeezed his hand. "Mo Li, look at me. Tell me what happened. Don't be afraid. There's love in this world."
He bowed his head and forced a smile at me. "God, you can't help this."
"Just say it, as long as you say it." I'll try to help.
He shook his head with a wry smile, as if deep sorrow could flow out from his eyes.
I panicked. "Mo Li, I beg you, tell me, okay? You will scare me to death like this. Do you want to scare me to death?"
He closed his eyes. "Yuan Yuan, she …" "She's very sick. The people in the palace say that Yuan Yuan will be leaving soon."
These words were like a knife slicing through him. Every word was painful to hear.
In his heart, Yuan Yuan had never been at ease. She was still so important to him, so important that it was as important as his life. He had hidden himself deep within his heart, deep within his heart.
How is that possible? It wasn't a long day, and he was all alone. Why did he say that he was sick and that he had to go?
I whispered, "Is that true?"
He nodded heavily. "Yes, God, I don't believe it either, God, I'm tired. You can go out and let me sleep for a while."
I helped him to the bed and made him lie down. Looking into his empty eyes, I also felt hurt.
How could this be possible? How could a good person leave just like that? I don't believe it.
I sit under the hibiscus tree, is autumn cool, even the flowers do not smell?
Impossible. Then why?
Is the Emperor him? His shadow passed through my head, and I thought, It must be him.
Emperor, I must ask you.
No, if it was him, he would definitely look for me.