The sun is setting in the west. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The rain is getting heavier and heavier, but the sky is bright.

Wen Yingsu stood by the window, silently looking at the flying rain, only to feel that the world was desolate.

It was the second time in her life that she had tasted heartbreak, and the second time she felt alone again.

She leaned her head against the window and wept again.

A pair of warm hands gently took her into his arms, and with a little more force, her whole body was controlled by him in his arms.

Wen Yingsu's body stiffened, and then the tears flowed even more.

Zhao Yuliang turned her body over so that she was facing him. Wen Yingsu took the initiative to hug his waist.

This goodbye may never be seen again.

She didn't want to hold back on her feelings anymore.

Zhao Yuliang looked down at her, and when he saw the tears on her face, he suddenly felt that his heart was about to break.

"Why are you crying?" Zhao Yuliang asked softly.

She only looked at him fixedly, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance in her heart.

Zhao Yuliang approached her face, and then he couldn't help but kiss her.

She was leaving, and he had better not add to her troubles any more.

"Can you tell me about your plans after you get out of here?" Zhao Yuliang asked as he stroked her hair.

He didn't want her to leave here without a place to go, and he didn't want her to be bullied.

"The slave maid wants to go to the bookstore first to see if there is a bookmaker, if not, then see which private school recruits teachers, or which big family recruits teachers." Then she added: "When the slave goes out, she will disguise herself as a man." ”

How can a calligrapher, a teacher, or someone who is not full of poetry and books, be competent?

Obviously, she was born in a scholarly family, and even if she denied it, he knew it.

He was very worried about the possibility that she would find out that her daughter might be seen by her when she went to a private school or a family to become a teacher, so he said, "You should find a job to find a bookseller first, and if they are not short of booksellers, you can write to me, and I will arrange something for you to do." ”

Wen Yingsu didn't want to have any more entanglements with him, so why bothered him to help? Therefore, he smiled and said, "Don't dare to bother Your Highness anymore." ”

Zhao Yuliang sighed, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said softly, "I don't mind." ”

Wen Yingsu gently left his embrace, took out the sachet embroidered with a mandarin duck playing in the water from her duffel bag, and said, "This is for you." ”

Zhao Yuliang stretched out his hand to take it, looking at the picture of the mandarin duck playing in the water on it, and understood everything in his heart.

He slung her sachet around his waist.

Wen Yingsu took the initiative to hug him again, sighed and said, "Your Highness, if there is an afterlife...... she has tears before she finished speaking.

The prince reached out and cupped her face, looked at her and asked, "Why do you have to wait for the next life?" ”

Why can't they leave everything together in this life?

As long as she nodded, he could marry her.

Wen Yingsu smiled bitterly: "If you can't, you can't, there are some things that are inconvenient for slaves and maids to tell you." ”

Zhao Yuliang hugged her waist tightly, put his head against her neck and said, "I said I don't mind everything." ”

Yes, he didn't mind, but she couldn't.

Her upright and upright personality meant that she couldn't have had an ambiguous relationship with him before things were figured out.

It's time to leave. Wen Yingsu looked outside.

The rain seems to be heavier than before.

But she had to go anyway, or it would be dark after a while.

"Your Highness, it's time for the slave to go." Wen Yingsu said softly.

"It's raining so hard, let's wait a little longer." Zhao Yuliang hugged her tightly and said.

"Anyway, it may not be able to stop raining today." Wen Yingsu said as she pressed her face against his sturdy arm.

She was so nostalgic for his warm embrace at the moment, but she still secretly told herself that she shouldn't be nostalgic anymore.

Zhao Yuliang finally let go of her and said outside, "Come in and help her get something." ”

Lin Jie, who was waiting outside the corridor, immediately motioned for his subordinates to come in and get Wen Yingsu's luggage.

Wen Yingsu's luggage was just a cloth bag, so the man took it out easily.

Lin Jian also followed him to the carriage outside the door with interest.

Wen Yingsu picked up the umbrella that had been prepared a long time ago, bowed slightly to the prince and said, "Your Highness, the slave is leaving, you have to take care." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yingsu's eyes heated up again.

The prince nodded faintly, and looked at her face steadily.

Wen Yingsu didn't dare to look at him anymore, and turned her head away ruthlessly.

Walk through the long corridor and there is a wide plaza in front of you. There is no need for an umbrella in the corridor, but it is required in the square, Wen Yingsu held an umbrella in one hand and lifted the skirt lightly in the other, and slowly walked into the rain.

The prince went to the window and watched her.

Step by step, Wen Yingsu's heart was like a knife with every step, and the scenes of the past appeared in her heart one by one.

His concerned gaze, his fiery kisses, and his powerful hugs are all vividly visible.

shouldn't think about this anymore, Wen Ying closed her eyes, but tears suddenly poured out like water bursting the embankment.

But she didn't stop.

Zhao Yuliang looked at her, and kept looking at her, as if he wanted to engrave her in his heart for the last time.

Not far ahead was the Hanging Flower Gate, and as soon as she got out of the Hanging Flower Gate, he might never see her again.

Is this the outcome he wants?

Suddenly, Zhao Yuliang rushed out of the door, rushed into the rain, and ran towards her.

Since you can't give it up, why not cherish it?

By the time Wen Yingsu saw the person who was coming, the other party had already hugged her tightly, and the burning kiss fell on her forehead, cheeks and lips like raindrops.

Wen Yingsu threw away the umbrella and hugged him tightly.

Zhao Yuliang trembled, he was experiencing the ecstasy of being lost and regained.

"Don't go." He said as he kissed her.

Although the tone is light, it is very resolute and domineering.

Wen Yingsu didn't answer, only burst into tears.

Her tears were washed away by the rain in an instant, but he knew she was crying.

As far as she was concerned, she was ready to leave, and it would be very difficult for her to stay.

But he doesn't care, he will protect her. Since she couldn't completely let go of his guard against him for a while, he waited patiently.

He knew that if he let her go like this, he might not be able to meet such feelings again in his life, and he didn't want to watch her leave.

"Your Highness, slave maid...... Can't stay here anymore. Wen Yingsu said extremely sadly.

If she stayed here, she would only be more sad.

As if he hadn't heard, the prince picked her up and walked into the house.

Wen Yingsu originally pushed him, but then simply let him go.

When he entered the house, Zhao Yuliang put her down and said, "Go and change your clothes." ”

Suddenly remembering that her duffel bag had been taken to the car, he took off his coat and handed it to her and said, "Let's put this on first." ”

Don't let her catch a cold anyway.

Wen Yingsu nodded, took his coat and went inside.

His coat still had his breath on it, and Wen Yingsu put it close to his nose and sniffed it deeply.

Wen Yingsu is petite, and wearing his clothes is like a hemp bag, especially at the front placket, even if she covers it again and again, it will still be open if she is not careful.

And there was nothing in her anymore.

Wen Yingsu felt that it was dangerous to go out to see him in such a dress, and she was uncomfortable, so she still put on her belly pocket that had been soaked in the rain, and then put on his clothes.

I feel much more at ease now. (To be continued.) )