Chapter 329 Ji Youyang's deep affection

The 329th episode of Ji Youyang's deep affection

She felt like she had been beaten with a beating: "You...... You ......" She was angry, ashamed, ashamed and painful, and all kinds of complex emotions surrounded her. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In her life, she had never been so embarrassed, embarrassed, ashamed and inferior as in this moment, her heart was clenched and tightened, and she was strangled with pain: "Murong Shu, you bastard!" she gritted her teeth and said fiercely. With that, she bowed her head, ran past him, and rushed out of the cabin door.

When Zhong Yushuang stepped out of the cabin door with a smile, she was still thinking about the third sister and Murong Shu in the cabin, she only felt happy in her heart, it seemed that Murong Shu was interested in her sister, she was really happy for her sister. She saw Ji Youyang standing alone on the bow of the boat, looking up at the sky. She frowned slightly, walked over gently, and stood silently behind him.

Ji Youyang didn't seem to notice it and didn't move.

After a long time, she sighed softly and said, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing. Ji Youyang said lightly and quietly.

"Alas," she sighed, "I really didn't ask a question. I know, you must be thinking about Sister Frost. ā€

"No," he turned to look at her, "I ......," but didn't know what to say.

"Brother Ji," she stared at him sincerely, "You don't have to be afraid of anything, since I mentioned Sister Frost, I won't be angry." You...... Miss her a lot, don't you?"

He froze.

"Yes," he said still frankly, "I do miss her, and I want to see her even more." ā€

She asked, "How did you meet?"

He turned his gaze to look at the bright moon, but did not speak.

"Don't be angry, I know," she said quickly, almost without thinking or thinking: "I shouldn't have asked, but I ...... I think, you are very lonely, very lonely, you are always alone, you should have friends, I just want to be your friend, help you, please don't get me wrong, I am ......"

"I know," he interrupted, "you're a good girl, you're kind, warm, and willing to help others, you're the best girl I've ever met," he said, looking back at her.

"I want to thank you, but," he said, looking into her eyes, almost word for word, "I'm not your hero, not the way you see me, not the person of any girl's dreams." You shouldn't have illusions about me, I'll just let you down. ā€

"I ......," she looked at him deeply, "I just want to know how much you love her?"

"Well," he breathed a sigh of relief, "let me tell you," he frowned, as if recalling the misfortune, "I am an orphan, my parents died when I was very young, and I still can't remember what my parents looked like. Master raised me, and he was busy all day long with the things in the help, and I also ran around with him, in my heart, Master is my most important and dearest relative, and the things in the help are my duty-bound, but other than that, I have never thought about anything else. ā€

He took a deep breath and continued: "One day, when I came back from the Qilian Mountains and walked on the white snowfield, I felt so small and lonely, as if I was the only one in heaven and earth, and I had never felt so lonely. ā€

He sighed lightly: "At that time, I really wanted to have someone to fight with me against the cold, loneliness, loneliness and smallness in the sky, no, at that time I even thought in my heart, no one comes, even animals come, as long as it is a creature in this world, it is good to be able to breathe with me." ā€

She felt her heart tremble slightly, what a lonely, helpless and lonely person this is! Can her enthusiasm warm his already cold heart? Can her hand wipe away the sorrow between her brows? She thought helplessly, feeling that her heart kept sinking, and she didn't know! She was not sure at all, she frowned.

"When a man is in such a mood and circumstance," he continued, "the presence of any man will bring him great comfort and eternal thoughts," he paused, looking at the dark night sky, and seemed to see the snowfield and the fairy shadow again.

Damn! She looked at his distracted countenance, and felt extremely annoyed in her heart, why didn't she go to Qilian Mountain at that time? Why didn't she appear on the vast snowfield?

I only heard him continue to say: "She appeared in that environment, at that time, you can't imagine the surprise and shock she brought me at that moment,"

He tried to remember what had happened yesterday: "She was dressed in white and snowy, her hair was like lacquer, she was delicate and delicate, elegant and elegant, and she stood there so calmly and naturally, with a look of elegance and perfection, as if she were the ice fairy who dominated the mountains." ā€

She gritted her teeth, God, she was jealous of her!

"She appeared right before my eyes, and her spotless temperament amazed, shocked and amazed me. I walked with them, and during the conversation, I learned that the master who was with her was the famous 'female doctor with silver needles' 60 years ago, and she was also my master's own sister. But her relationship with me was even more bland than that of ordinary friends. ā€

She took a breath, hell! She was still jealous of her! Just because he cared so much about their relationship.

"Later," he frowned slightly, "I received a message from our gang of flying pigeons, asking me to go to the capital immediately." I originally wanted to invite her to go to the capital with me, but she said that she was going to Jiangnan to find someone. Although I desperately wanted to go with her, as a member of the beggar gang, the order of the helper could not be violated, so I had to break up with them and go to Beijing alone. After arriving in the capital, you also know what happened, so I won't talk about it anymore. ā€

She stared at him steadily, for a long time, from his thick black hair, to his slightly frowning brow, from his dark eyes, to his bearded chin, from his big Adam's apple, to his hand holding a purple bamboo cane at all times.

She looked at his stern and almost cold face again, and thought to herself: this face is indeed not the image of a prince in the girl's mind, but ...... is such a face that is not the image of a prince, which makes her feel so heartwarming and unforgettable!

He noticed that she had not spoken, and that such a long gaze had disturbed him, and he could not help asking, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking......" she raised her head and looked at him stupidly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her face was red, her eyes were like drunk, her cheeks were like the red sky of the setting sun, and her eyes were like the stars twinkling in the night: "Your cold, frozen heart will wake up after the spring breeze and the sun." ā€