The birds in the mountains and forests are more lively than the birds in the cage, and when the day is about to dawn, Luoying is woken up by the chirping of birds from the trees outside the window, she lifts the silver-red cotton blanket of flowers, wraps up a light goose-yellow lilac tassel gauze, yawns, barefoot, and impatiently walks to the fence. The white curtain was hung up quietly, and in an instant, the morning sun in the east suddenly flowed into the house like a surging tide, and Luo Ying stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and took a few steps forward, sitting on the vermilion sandalwood fence, curling his legs into his arms, and taking a deep breath of the cool air of the mountains.

A pair of emerald tailed and red-beaked chickadees chirped overhead, Luo Ying suddenly raised her eyes, and saw the young leaves outside the eaves, the green and beautiful thousand-year-old ginkgo, was swaying cordially in the morning breeze, she happily pursed the corners of her lips, and smiled back at the tree.

Suddenly, she saw that on the mountains in the distance, pure white camellias were blooming everywhere, and the white camellia flowers all over the mountains were like the first snow in summer, shining all over the mountains and green more and more beautiful. Luo Ying was suddenly pleasantly surprised, she ran to the house with her skirt, stood by the bed and shouted: "Bao, get up and see! Your favorite camellia is blooming, so beautiful!"

Po slept quietly on the bed, without the slightest response, and under the beams, she was the only one left with an empty echo.

"Po. Luo Ying simply shook his shoulders, leaned in his ear and said mischievously: "Get up quickly!

However, he still didn't move, so Luo Ying reached out and touched his forehead to see if he had a fever. However, his skin was like a cold jade, his loose hair was as soft as air, and his slender arms stretched out heavily, where there were traces of Luoying's sleep last night.

Luo Ying pursed the corners of her mouth and pinched his little nose tightly, she thought to herself, still pretending to be asleep, not letting you breathe, see if you are still asleep?

However, Po was still even snorting, and his lips opened without a natural reaction.

Luo Ying's hand paused in mid-air, his face suddenly turned from red to blue, and the corners of his eyes beat faster and more frequently with the rhythm of his heartbeat.

"Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly. Her heart beat again and again, and with each resonance, her heart ached as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade.

She picked up Ah Bao's white face buried in the pillow, knelt on the couch and called him in a lost voice: "Ah Bao, what's wrong with you? Get up quickly! Be obedient, don't scare me, get up quickly!"

As he spoke, Luo Ying's tears had already burst out of his eyes, and the tears quietly fell on his neck, bun, and ears, and the transparent teardrops moistened his skin and moistened his pores, but he still didn't open it to take a look.

Her heart bleed quietly, like the autumn rain that comes every night, long and desolate.

In any case, Luo Ying couldn't believe that something would happen to Po, even if the whole world disappeared, she didn't want to believe that he would leave her.

He is still so young, still so upright, kind, and full of ideals. They still have a lot of good times waiting to be squandered together! They have made an appointment and will never forget each other, but now the promise is like a meteor falling into the deep sea, which can no longer shine!

Love is the tide under the moon, coming and going, stopping and rising.

Looking back at the past, she always stumbled, gathered less and separated more, and she always responded to him with the most indifferent emotions. She gave him so little and so little, and now, when she was determined to make a change, he was gone.

As soon as she thought of this, Luo Ying felt a cold sweat break out all over her body, and even her blood coagulated, and she shouted in panic, completely blurring the world in front of her.

Her cry was soon discovered by the people downstairs. When Uncle Niu and his entourage arrived on the third floor, they saw Luo Ying holding Young Master Ah Bao and crying bitterly, and hurriedly came to take a look, only to see that Ah Bao's eyelids had turned purple, his face was as pale as snow, and there was no trace of blood at all.

What happened later, Luo Ying doesn't remember anything, she only knows that she has been crying and crying while holding Bao, no matter how others dissuade her, she can't control it, she just hugs her tightly and doesn't let anyone touch, until she faints from crying, and people can break her hand holding Bao.

When Luoying woke up again, it was already the scene outside the window, and she saw that the house was empty all around, as cold as hell, only Lingyu was still by her side, her eyes were red and swollen and holding her hand.

"Lingyu. Luo Ying's throat was dry, her eyelids were loose, and she looked at her and muttered, "Where's my Po?"

"Ah Bao, Young Master Ah Bao," Lingyu choked up and said, "Sent away!"

Luo Ying burst into tears, looked straight at the ceiling, and asked in a daze, "Where did you send it?"

"Miss!" Lingyu saw her crying, so she cried even more anxiously, hurriedly clasped her hand, and said, "Don't be like this, Young Master Ah Bao was sent away, and the emperor got the news and ordered someone to send his body to the palace, and Yu Gongzi also followed." When he was carried away, the uncles who helped him said that he was so light, as light as if he had no heart!"

"Woooooooo ”

"You lie to people, I won't believe it, when he is alive, we can't be together, is it true that if he dies, will he be snatched away by others?" said Luoying's pale face.

Lingyu simply didn't reply, just sobbed blindly, causing a burst of depression and pain in Luoying's heart.

She really didn't want to pay attention to it, she didn't want to face it, and she didn't want to admit it, she only knew that Po wouldn't lie to herself, thinking of his beautiful promises, they were still sweet and true, still in her ears. Luo Ying frowned, calmed down, and said to himself with a firm gaze: "Ah Bao won't leave me, he must be joking, he said that he would stay by my side and wouldn't leave me behind." ”

Lingyu cried: "Miss, don't say stupid things, Young Master Ah Bao is really gone, he won't come back!"

Luo Ying looked at her angrily and said, "In this world, I only believe in him alone, and if he says he won't go, he will definitely not go!"

After that, Luo Ying turned her face away, glanced at the vast night outside the window, rolled up her sleeves and wiped away a handful of tears.

After a long time, the corners of her dry mouth slowly curled, and she said casually as usual: "Okay Lingyu, it's not early, I want to bathe, you can help me release the water quickly, wait a while, Ah Bao should be back!"

Lingyu heard that Miss was so crazy and stupid when she spoke, she was stunned for half a second, and a chill arose from the bottom of her heart, she swallowed her saliva, and thought about it, it was at least a good thing to want to bathe, so she quickly wiped away the tears in her eyes, nodded again and again and agreed: "Okay, I'll go and help you put hot water, you have to wait here obediently for me to come back!"

Luo Ying smiled at her, and turned around again, at that time, her eyes were full of boundless haggard and old.