When Yu Wenlu left, he went to see Shang Mei. Today, there must be a life and death person. Maybe he can't come back as soon as he goes. If he has some words, he has to ask Shang Mei and ask her clearly. If he has no regrets, he can't let go.
Shangmei is locked up in his room, three meals a day are all delivered, but she is afraid that she will secretly deliver a letter to Feng Yebai when he doesn't pay attention.
After Shangmei was put under control, she broke down and couldn't lift her spirits all day. When yuwenlu went to see her, her eyes glared at him as if she were looking at an enemy.
She didn't move a mouthful of the food she brought this morning. In the past few days, her chin was sharp and her eyes were sunken. It was heartbreaking for her to look at it for no reason.
"Feng Yebai has come here. I guess he brought Chenyang's words to save you. If it's just Feng Yebai's words, it's impossible for him to save you. You've got a good master. It's your blessing."
Shangmei walked slowly in front of him, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him. "In fact, you are a poor person. The people you like don't like you, and the people you like don't like. You are so awkward in your life. No matter how good people are, you don't know how to cherish them."
Yu Wenlu took the tea and pursed a button. His fingertip scraped the back of Shang Mei's hand and touched a piece of cold, "are you talking about yourself?"
Shangmei didn't answer him. She sat quietly opposite him and looked at him all the time. She couldn't even blink her eyes. She couldn't say whether she hated or loved.
"I've always been very curious. If you don't take the initiative to tell me that it's Feng Yebai who let you approach me, I can't guess. Maybe you'll be a little better to you. Why do you want to say it yourself? You know what I'm thinking about Shen Yang. Why do you take the initiative to say it? "
Shangmei looked at her hand and answered her question. Suddenly she sighed, "when I was born, my mother asked a fortune teller to calculate my fortune. The fortune teller said that I had a hard life. I was a slave and maid for my whole life. My mother didn't believe me and scolded the fortune teller. But now it seems that the fortune teller didn't say wrong. I just didn't have that fortune."
Yuwenlu thinks that she is crazy now. He wanted to ask her how she likes him, but Shangmei doesn't seem to have the need to ask any more.
He stood up and pointed to the food on the table. "You'd better eat it. Maybe I won't be able to come back in a moment. Feng Yebai will call in to save you. Eat more and run faster then."
Shangmei watched him go to the door. Somehow, she suddenly understood why he had done so many strange and even abominable things. There was a saying that he could not love without madness. For the first time, he fell in love with someone. The more he loved, the more hopeless he felt, the more crazy he became. Finally, he fell in love and became a devil.
"Women like a person without reason, sometimes feel right, everything is right, not you good to her, he will like you."
It's about Wei Chenyang and herself.
The hand that Yu Wen Lu opens a door stopped, turn a head to look at her, "that you like me?"
This is what he wants to ask. He envies Feng Yebai, Wei Chenyang next to him, Wei Chenyang, Feng Yebai and himself. He wants to hold his whole heart in front of her and offer it to her.
It seems that he is alone. It seems that no woman ever told him that I love you.
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