C361 Tired very tired

young master Luo looked at the empty house and the lonely wine cup on the table. He picked up the wine pot and started drinking, then sighed: Feng Po, you still cannot put it down, and it's not like that for me, but you still know where to look, and where to find my daughter?

The pair of eyes were like black gems as they wrinkled and shone, and the reflection in the wine cup was clear.

One cup after another, one round of longing after another. Everyone is drunk, and alcohol hurts the body and the heart. It's not the cup in your hand that's crumbling, it's the world that's left.

Dong Fengpo searched the streets inch by inch for that figure. However, he didn't see her even after searching every street and street, until he finally reached the last street. He was a little anxious, and also a little panicked, and started to worry. In the end, he felt that he should go to Yao Yihang's residence to take a look. Perhaps she had already returned back to her manor.

On the roof, an unexpected guest appeared, dressed in black, with a resolute face. The sight before his eyes made him feel suffocated.

She, Yao Sisi rested his head on Yao Yihang's shoulder and squinted his eyes slightly.

"second brother, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"It's good that you're back. Where have you been all this time?"

Yao Sisi thought for a moment, then smiled at Yao Yihang coquettishly, "If second brother isn't angry, I'll tell you."

"Hehe, you … I doted on you too late, how could I possibly be angry? Quickly tell me, where did you go?"

"second brother, I, I'm going to take care of my lover."

Although Yao Sisi spoke very quickly, it was enough for Yao Yihang and the other people on the roof to hear. Both of their bodies went stiff as their hearts sank an inch.

Yao Yihang forced himself to put on a happy look, "Really? Then who was lucky enough to receive the little sister's love? "

His tone was very light, containing a faint hint of sadness and disappointment.

"Hehe, I won't tell you for now."

Yao Sisi told herself that she wasn't wrong. She couldn't give this second brother hope, she couldn't, but in her heart, she was secretly telling herself that she mustn't be soft-hearted. That way, she would only harm this man who looked like the spring wind again.

"second brother, hurry up and find me a sister-in-law for her."

She spoke lightly, not a ripple in her voice.

"little sister, do you really not understand my heart?"

Lowering his head sadly, Yao Yihang said softly. In that instant, his eyes were like an injured little beast, desolate and helpless.

"Hehe, second brother, I'm tired. I'll go to sleep first."

"Mm, okay. I'll get you some hot water. "

His voice looked very calm, but Yao Sisi could still hear a hint of sadness from his calm voice. She felt that she never cared about hurting someone, but she could not bear to hurt this second brother who loved her so dearly, so she could only choose to hurt him as little as possible.

For a moment, her chest felt like it had been pressed down by a huge rock. Standing there, she actually forgot her reaction of returning to her room. But as he watched Yao Yihang's bleak figure leave, it was as if he could tell that his body had shrunk under his clothes.

On the rooftop, Dong Fengpo looked at the two of them, he suddenly felt that Yao Yihang's feelings for him were not kinship, but more like the love between a man and a woman. She actually said that she would take care of her lover, then what did he count as? Did she mean that she had met him before she met him, or did he have a falling out with her for the past half month? If it was the latter, then was he that unimportant, then he had no weight, or was she just a slut? Could it be that he had really fallen for a woman with a lustful personality, or that he had fallen for a shameless and dissolute woman? It was really laughable that he even blamed himself for giving her this "love picture". "Since you don't care about me, then I will personally kill you."

At night, she lay down and quickly closed her eyes due her exhaustion. However, she did not see Dong Fengpo dressed in black beneath the window, and the blade in his hand was approaching step by step.

The door was quietly pushed open, and the cold wind blew against the curtain, making a sound like the wind was breaking. She was very tired, but she could only move her body, pulling the blanket back to sleep. Dong Fengpo slowly approached her, five steps, two steps, one step, looking at each other in close proximity. Dong Fengpo's fingers tightly gripped the blade in his hand, he raised his hand, but was unable to insert it into the heart of the person on the bed, ending the resentment in his heart.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes … He had been staring at her for half an hour, holding the knife up and down, unable to bring himself to do it, whether it was love or not? He closed his eyes and closed the door. He sat back on the chair in front of Yao Sisi and threw his blade to the side. His face was filled with pain, but he was unable to move the words in his mind, "I'll be taking care of my lover."

He tried his best not to think about it. However, he realized that it was very difficult. As long as he thought about how he was in her heart, being in that seemingly nonexistent state, his heart would be filled with a throbbing pain. His pain was indescribable, but he wanted her to share the same pain with him, until the end of her life, unable to get rid of it. Even if they couldn't love each other, they still had to suffer together.

Dong Fengpo didn't hold back in the slightest as he relived the pain of being toyed with and deceived by others. He recalled her heartless feelings towards him, time and time again as he thought of her determined to leave, the words she said, the pain piercing into his heart. He didn't know if she couldn't come out, or if she was unwilling to come out, or perhaps he simply wanted her to understand and enjoy his pain.

Indeed, sweat began to pour out of the forehead of the slumbering Yao Sisi as he instinctively grabbed onto his chest, rolling back and forth in his sleep as if his neck was being pinched in a dream.

Ah!

A cry of pain escaped his mouth.

Dong Fengpo flashed out, but didn't leave. He simply squatted on the rooftop, and allowed the cold wind to caress his handsome face that was as deep as a knife, as he crazily immersed himself in the pain that he created for himself, reliving the pain he felt over and over again. Yao Sisi, who was in the room, was completely awake as well.

But in her heart, she was telling herself that she couldn't yell, that she couldn't make second brother worry, that she couldn't go back to the embrace she had just managed to push open. She fiercely clutched at her chest, and wearing only her pajamas, as if the cold could freeze her pain, she pulled open the door, gritted her teeth, and rushed into the courtyard. Just like that, she sat on the ice, her entire body twitching.

Pain, why was it so painful? This pain was similar to what happened to her when she found out that her parents were in trouble. In Dong Fengpo's eyes, the corners of his eyes were clear as well. He could not go down there anymore. He could mercilessly kill countless enemies, but he could no longer see her pale, pained face or her stubborn, silent appearance. Was she really that kind of woman who played around with emotions like that? He was confused. He couldn't think, his mind was blank.