Chapter 274

Shaoxing Xuan doesn't know, but it's just not enough for her mind. She really cares about a person, not just a child who laughs and makes noise. The most important thing is to know what she wants, what she cares about, and then she does it all in a quiet way. Send it to her face, not for the invitation, not for the reward, just watching the surprise light at that moment, it's enough..

She saw that he was not angry, but still held her affectionately, but there was a certain gloom in her heart.

Can he really let go of everything she and Shaoxuan used to have? And can she really forget Shaoxuan? After all, they are not the same. She would never believe it. Shaoxing Xuan would not care about the difference. What she cared about was that she would not share a father with other children. She just thought about it and felt that she could not bear it.

The struggle and desolation in her eyes were all seen by him, just like a thorn, which was rigidly pierced into his heart. He wanted to uproot Shaoxuan. All the traces he wanted him to leave were gone. She had to be his woman, which was doomed!

"What you said, you just forgot." When he suddenly took a sip of his lips, his eyes began to flow with tenderness: "when you lived in Meiyuan, you said that there was a big tree outside the window of that bedroom, which looked like what you used to look like when you lived in a quiet garden building. I asked you at that time whether I missed the quiet garden very much. You said that I always thought about it, went to heart, and experienced a lot during the reconstruction of the quiet garden There are many things, but I insist on it. Now, the garden is well rebuilt. It is still standing there as before. You can see that the things that disappear in the world can be made to come back as long as you are willing to work hard. Why don't you believe my heart to you, like the garden, will never change... "

When he said this, he suddenly stopped, as if hesitating. After a moment, he smiled with ease, with a relaxed tone and a bit of banter: "no less than Shaoxuan did to you at the beginning."

She was stunned and raised her head suddenly, but she was bumping into his dark eyes. She seldom saw him so serious and dignified. Although he didn't care a little, his eyes told her that he was nervous and cared.

He took the initiative to mention Shaoxuan. Compared with Shaoxuan, it is a great challenge for a man's pride and dignity. He really forgot his identity. For her, he just wanted her to believe that he cared about her.

But how can she answer? She will not say a bad word about Shaoxuan. In her heart, Shaoxuan will always be the pure white moonlight in her heart. No matter what he does or chooses, she will definitely say that he is the kindest person in the world. She will not deny his love and help for her, never.

Shaoting and he have no way to compare, never can compare, in her most painful and helpless time, accompany her, redeem her person, is Shaoxuan, not him.

Even if Shaoxuan chooses other people or forgets her at the moment, she still doesn't blame him. She just wants him to recover and live well. Because he is worth a better woman than her, she is not his best choice.

"All right." He suddenly laughed, breaking the embarrassment of the silence, but his heart was like a tear, ferocious laugh at him.

When it comes to Shaoxuan, she's lost her mind. In her heart, he can't compare with Shaoxuan. Yes, Shaoxuan has only one woman. Shaoxuan is devoted to her. Shaoxuan loves her silently. Shaoxuan accompanies her when she's in the lowest position. What he doesn't do, what he should do, is done by Shaoxuan. He can't even envy. He can't hate. That time Without him, only she and Shaoxuan, he couldn't squeeze in.

"Don't mind when I say play." He touched her face and felt her hands were cold. He picked her up and said, "I'll hold you upstairs."

She was picked up by him and dared to see his face for a long time.

The night is so cool as water.

The silver light came from under the apple tree beside the small building, and it shook on his shoulder. He walked, and the moon moved.

He is thin but not thin under the moon. He is quite different from Shaoxuan. Maybe he doesn't know much about the world. After Shaoxuan is with her, he always looks like a big child. It's common to play coquettish and depend on her, but he is a man with shoulders that make people feel safe.

Jing Zhi sighs, maybe such a man really makes women have no way to resist.

Just like at the moment, she really wants to stop and rest on his shoulder for a moment, but she is still awake, awake and not let herself fall under his warmth. Her heart, her soul, she wants to tightly hold in her own palm, and will not give any man.

But static know do not know, so stubborn drill the end of the corner?

One day, she has full of words to say to a person, one day, she has full of love to talk to a person, one day, she cries but has no familiar shoulders and arms, one day, she wakes up suddenly in her sleep but no one holds her gently, one day

Jingyuan is still there, the west window is not closed, and Koizumi is as old as before. She is also alive, but the people who think about it all the time have no chance to meet each other.

Even if it's revenge, even if it's to see their families destroyed, even if it's to hold the only clothes left by him and cry three thousand times, what's the matter?

On the poor Biluo, she always lost the person who thought she didn't care about the fact that she had been buried in the bone marrow.

Fortunately, fortunately, she once left so many memories and sweetness with him. For example, at this moment, he held her so gently upstairs. He held her in the bed with the fragrance of her washing. He would rather suffer himself than touch her.

She can comfort herself later, and she has been kind to him. At least, at that moment, she loves him.

She almost fell asleep, but the people around her couldn't sleep.

Meng shaoting kept moving after Jing Zhi, fumbling on her body, which made Jing Zhi feel flustered.

She was almost paralyzed, ashamed, angry and scared, and her heart was in a state of panic. She was only sobbing in the soft pillow, and Meng shaoting was like a contented floating fairy. She lived under her and hugged her regardless of her mess. She pecked and coaxed on the back of her shoulder: "good, quiet Don't cry or not, I will meet you later... "

He laughed badly. The little woman under him suddenly bounced up. The little fist fell on him like a raindrop, and she cried even more. "You also said, you also said, Meng shaoting, you roll, you roll - I don't want to see you -"