4.0 Parting
Silently walked back into the house, lying weakly on the bed. Lotus Peng served beside him, and wept silently.
"I'll be leaving soon, what are your plans for the future?" In this world, there is no concern, in fact, it is the same everywhere, and Yilan doesn't care where he is going. It's just that the girl around me is so young, but she has to work hard to serve others, which makes people feel distressed.
"Lotus Peng is naturally going with Miss." How can there be any plans, isn't fate already doomed?
"Although I am kind, I am just a concubine who has been given to the past. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are a slave, I am afraid that it will be very difficult for you to follow me. Yilan looked at Lianpeng seriously, "Didn't you think about staying?" I'll go and beg the owner, and he won't make it difficult for you. ”
Lian Peng looked at Miss blankly, she had never had the right to choose by herself in this life, "Can I?" Can I have a choice? ”
"Of course, if you want, I will arrange it for you." People's fate should be in their own hands, shouldn't they?
"Miss, Lianpeng is not leaving, Lianpeng has been accompanying Miss, don't drive me away." After only staying for a while, Lotus Peng cried and pounced on her.
This may just be a natural fear of being arranged by others and your choice, but it doesn't matter, since you have chosen me, I will definitely protect you. Yilan lay on the bed, staring at the roof, one hand gently caressing the back of the lotus canopy, silently thinking. "Don't cry, in fact, I'm also afraid that you will leave, leaving me alone to go to the kingdom. Don't be afraid, we are together and will never be separated. She said softly, firmly, giving people strength.
I was so tired that I wanted to say something, but I quickly got confused, and I just felt someone help change the medicine on my forehead.
The next day, when it was still bright, he was woken up by the lotus canopy. After getting out of bed and washing up, I sat down in front of the dresser, and this was the first time I saw my face. A thin little girl, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old at most. I vaguely remember that I should be nineteen years old, and it seems that I look younger than I really are. The facial features are very upright, and the appearance is quite good-looking, but the face is as pale as a piece of paper, and it is indescribably haggard.
What a poor little girl, at this age, I am afraid that she has just entered college, it is the age of youth and carefree, she doesn't know how many things have passed, she will be so haggard.
Lotus Peng's hands are very skillful, and she quickly put her hair in a beautiful bun. There are a lot of jewelry, all of which are new, but I'm afraid they were all prepared just two days ago. "Miss, this is a new dress that was made overnight yesterday, you must be very beautiful in it." It is a lake-blue robe, with fine embroidery and very elegant.
I wanted to refuse, but I was afraid that there would be no old clothes, so I nodded and agreed.
Although the gauze on the head can't be removed, I still painted a makeup, and when I put on rouge goose yellow, with clothes and jewelry, the whole person was bright. "Miss, you're so beautiful." Lotus Peng praised from the bottom of my heart.
Yilan raised the corners of her mouth in the mirror, what woman doesn't want to be beautiful, this dignity is quite satisfactory. "Let's go." There's nothing left to be nostalgic about here.
Stepping into the lobby, I obviously felt the surprised eyes of the people, and for these, Yilan was still very satisfied. He walked in front of Yin Shaohui, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, "Yilan bid farewell to the owner, the owner of the village cherishes." Sighing helplessly, this is what I think in my heart, so I will follow her.
Yin Shaohui stared at her from the door of Yilan, "How could it be her, how could it be so similar?" This can't be, it can't be, isn't she already dead? Yin Shaohui only felt cold all over his body, and even felt difficult to breathe. When Elan fell to his knees, he still couldn't help himself, and let her kneel.
Time gradually passed, and everyone frowned slightly, "Helper? Ake, who was standing behind Shao Hui, nudged him and reminded him in a low voice.
"Leave her, leave her" The voice roared in Yin Shaohui's ears, and he couldn't judge the noise. Reason finally prevailed when Ake pushed him, "Ylan, get up. He reached out and helped her up.
Yilan felt so clearly that the hands that held her up were trembling, and when she looked up at him, her eyes met, and she felt the two hearts hit together, painful.
No, a few days ago you begged so hard and still promised to send her away, and suicide still can't change your decision, what's the point of doing it now. Yilan forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart and gently broke free of his hands.
"Envoy, let's go."
Du Sheng had already felt the strangeness of the atmosphere, and was still thinking about how to deal with it, but he didn't expect that Miss Qiu would propose to set off by herself, put her hanging heart back in her stomach, and hurriedly made a gesture towards Yin Shaohui, who was still standing, and turned around and followed her.
Until he saw Yilan step out of the room, Shao Hui was still standing, and he didn't have the courage to ask her to stay. In a blink of an eye, there was no figure in sight, and a fist smashed on the coffee table next to him, and the thick red sandalwood coffee table suddenly turned into powder, and the person fell on the chair as if he had lost his strength.
"Owner, even if the person is gone, we can check again, you." He was the first person to stand up for Yin Shaohui when Yin Shaolin died and Li Ye Villa fell into turmoil again, and they have been friends for many years. once once stroked the fan and chanted poetry, inseparable. When the dressed Yilan walked in, he felt that her appearance resembled an old friend of Shaohui five years ago.
"Everyone is gone, what's the point of checking again, she begged me to keep her, but I did." Yin Shaohui was a little complaining, a little self-blaming, and a little helpless. "If I have the opportunity in the future, I will try my best to help her." It's like a promise to yourself.