Du Mijin buried his head deep in Liang Youhuan's neck socket, listened quietly, cried quietly, and did not respond for a long time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info She didn't know why she was crying, she could stubbornly look at each other when she was most embarrassed and in pain, and she was in a much better mood when she heard these words, but she suddenly cried. Liang Youhuan felt the rise and fall of Du Mijin's chest, and he supported Du Mijin's body with both hands, forcing her to face her eyes, hoping that the sincerity in her eyes could make her less aggrieved. Du Mijin hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her face in a panic at the moment she left Liang Youhuan's arms, she wanted to tell Liang Youhuan that she was very moved and happy, and she didn't want to cry. She was afraid that Liang Youhuan would despise her, that Liang Youhuan would misunderstand, and that the decision Liang Youhuan had just made would die down because she couldn't get a response from herself. She felt that she should smile at Liang Youhuan first, so that he could receive her warmth and encouragement, so she quickly raised her head to Liang Youhuan and smiled panickedly. But she thought that she must have been ugly to death when she was crying and laughing and her face was full of makeup, so she quickly lowered her head, caught off guard, and tears fell on Liang Youhuan's hands.

Du Mijin wanted to say something, but her choked throat was caused by turbulent emotions, and she couldn't make any normal sound except crying, she could only look at Liang Youhuan with wide eyes at a loss, and the tears in the corners of her eyes flowed so violently that she couldn't stop it. These subtle expressions and movements were fully visible to Liang Youhuan, and a heavy sigh sounded in his heart. The tension and concern behind these actions, how could Liang Youhuan not understand? Such a cautious Du Mijin made him extremely distressed, it turned out that he took off his strong coat and took off the false name of the unparalleled wisdom in the eyes of outsiders, she was just a girl who longed to be loved and needed to be protected after all, and what she wanted was no different from ordinary women in this world, but even such a simple wish, Liang Youhuan might not be able to give her a fulfillment. That sharp sense of powerlessness in the bottom of his heart made Liang Youhuan understand that it was too late to get out, I don't know when his feelings for Du Mijin had grown to the extent that he was not under his control, and it was far from enough to say "like", he loved the girl in front of him, and he loved Ning Ying's life and never lived up to it.

Liang Youhuan gently supported Du Mijin's cheek with his left hand, grabbed the corner of his sleeve with his right hand, and gently helped Du Mijin wipe the mascara that fell off his face. Du Mijin looked at Liang Youhuan's newly bought George white shirt, and the good cuffs were muddy by herself, she especially told Liang Youhuan that her mascara was imported, and the laundry detergent must not be washed off. But Liang Youhuan's face showed no distress at all, which made Du Mijin endure this dialogue of his brain being disconnected. The texture of the silk gently touched the skin on Du Mijin's face, and it made her feel that her heart was softened like this.

Du Mijin suddenly became very quiet, she raised her eyes again to look at the delicate and gentle Liang Youhuan in front of her, after looking at it for a long time, her eyes were a little sour, and in the blink of an eye, tears flowed out again. Liang Youhuan didn't speak, just helped her wipe her tears so seriously, and when her tears fell, he wiped them off, again and again. The two of them were silent, time seemed to stand still, and there was a trace of sweetness in the air, until Du Mijin completely stopped her tears, and Liang Youhuan watched her finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm not very comforting, and I rarely see girls crying, I mean 'see'. When I was young, I could always see female classmates being bullied, crying and crying, the voice was very harsh, but there were few tears. Later, I worshiped the master, I am young, and the senior sisters are all stoic and resolute, and they are all masters who make the opponent frightened, so they don't cry themselves. When I first entered the church, I was almost scared to cry when I saw the fierce expressions of the senior sisters playing with their swords. Real tears are rampant, and there is no sound at all, pure crying, you are the first girl I have ever seen crying so sadly. I had already seen it the last time I faced the killer, but I didn't expect it to be more serious this time, no wonder people say that women are made of water. I once responded to the challenger who came to the door on behalf of the master, the other party was a master of the sword school, and the superior swordsmanship he practiced was exquisite, thirteen sword moves, and there were twenty-eight variations in the moves, both offensive and defensive, and he had practiced for more than ten years. At that time, I had only been under the master's door for two years, and I didn't think I could do it, and the brothers and sisters also thought that I was useless, but the master thought that I could, and sent me to fight. It was a particularly dangerous battle, and in the end I deliberately showed my life to meet him, and I forced the blade of my sword to the artery in the neck, and the tip of his sword pierced my shoulder blade, less than three inches from my heart. I only won half a move, but I recuperated for two months, which was the closest I ever came to death. But you know what? At that time, I only had the joy of victory in my heart, and I was not afraid at all, and my brothers and sisters all said that I was the first person in the sect who dared to compete like this, and I couldn't imagine what I would be afraid of, but just now I found out that what I was most afraid of was to see you cry. Promise me not to cry again in the future, okay? I'm going to feel bad, it's really hurting, it's not much better than an arrow piercing my heart, I can't bear it. With me in the future, I will try to protect you, give you a sense of security, and give you everything you want. But I'm stupid, you have to tell me what I'm not doing well, I'll change it, just stop crying, okay? ”

Such a love word came out of Liang Youhuan's mouth lightly and shallowly, coupled with the faint sadness that surrounded Du Mijin in his eyes, which made people completely powerless. "The spring breeze is not as good as you", this is Du Mijin's true thoughts now, if he is drunk to death in the tenderness of the other party like this, it is not happiness. Du Mijin wailed in his heart, and the whole person threw himself into Liang Youhuan's arms. She wrapped her hands around Liang Youhuan's neck, leaned her head on Liang Youhuan's shoulder, and after rubbing it vigorously, she said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "I can promise you that I won't cry in the future." I will never do anything that will make you sad and sad. I'll talk about it later, let's just go one step at a time, if you are sincere, I won't lose. If that day comes, I will also try my best to be a Du Majin who does not disgrace my teacher, and I will use what I have learned in my life to win over you, and I will not be despised by you, and I will leave no room for it. I respect you as an opponent, a bright competition, we are equal, it is still unknown who will kill the deer, but it is also a kind of sympathetic friendship. Just before that, you have to give me a little more time, don't ask why, please trust me, can you? ”

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