Only there is no resentment, and Sister Wan can get his love. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a kind of person in this world who loves others, so he can't wait to snatch him over, so that he only has himself in his eyes, and for him, he hates all the opposite sex around him, and turns love into resentment.

And there is a kind of person who loves others, she hopes that he can be good, that he is happy, that he can get true love, even if his true love is not hers, even if his happiness is not given by her, she also hopes that he will live well.

Li Qing'er is undoubtedly the latter.

She loves him, hopes that he is good, and hopes that he can one day make his wishes come true, so she does her best to help him, until he leaves with Sister Wan, even if he has no right to worry about it from now on, and never has the opportunity to see each other again, as long as he is doing well, then everything is fine.

But now, he's dead......

The person she hid in her heart died like this.

When she heard the news that day, she rushed over in disbelief, and saw him lying on the ground covered in blood from a distance, she didn't even have the courage to take one more step, she didn't have the courage to take another look, she was afraid that if she looked at it more, she would not be able to help but collapse, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it......

"Auntie, are you okay?" , Wan Ping's voice came.

She looked down and saw Wanping looking at her with concern, she was a little nervous on her face, "Auntie, I heard that person is Yunhuang's uncle...... Is it really him? Yunhuang knows that I'm afraid I'm going to die of discomfort, auntie, let's go see Yunhuang......"

Yes, Yunhuang is afraid that she will die of discomfort when she knows it, because he is her uncle......

And she didn't even have the qualifications to feel sorry for him.

After all, she has no relationship with him, and the only thing she can do to see him for the last time is in the name of caring for Yunhuang.

How sad!

It's close to the end of the world, and that's what I said.

She remembered that year, she stood in the courtyard with him, looking at the direction of Qinglan Courtyard in a daze, even though there was a few steps between the two people, she felt that it was the time when she was closest to him, she could clearly count the wind and frost between his eyebrows, she could make a cup of hot tea for him with her own hands, she could chat with him, and talk to him about Sister Wan's daily life......

She thought about the afternoon when she first saw him, and the sun shone on his face, gilding his handsome face with a circle of light, and he spoke, his voice warm, "Girl, are you all right?"

It was the most handsome face she had ever seen, the gentlest voice she had ever heard.

Time is gone, those years have become the best memory in her heart, and he is no longer there......

The white cloth of Jimo Mansion was fluttering, she knelt aside, looked at the coffin in front of her, lowered her head, burst into tears, Wanping handed a handkerchief from the side, "Why is my aunt crying?" ”

She hung her head, wiped the tears from her face, and said softly: "The smoke is smoky, and it smokes the eyes."

"Auntie is tired", Wan Ping sighed and said, "Why don't you go and rest for a while, it's good to have me and Sister Yunhuang here."

"Nothing".

She wiped away her tears and squeezed out a smile, "Don't worry".

Don't worry about her, she cries for him for a few days, and it will be uncomfortable for a while.

She's just ...... It's just that I can't accept the fact that he's gone for the time being.

He died, she couldn't be martyred for him, and her life had to go on, but she still had some thoughts in her heart before, silently praying for him and Sister Wan, hoping that they would live well, and now ...... This little thought was completely gone.

That night, after returning from Jimo Mansion, she saw Li Chengfeng, she hadn't seen him for many days, he had lost a lot of weight, it had always been the Shen Mansion that made him anxious, and when he saw her, the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, "Came back from Jimo Mansion?" ”

She didn't want to talk to him much, so she stiffened and nodded.

"Hahaha-", Li Chengfeng laughed and clapped his palms, "Okay, very good, he is finally dead, and it can be regarded as a big trouble in my heart!" ”

When she heard this, she stared at the person in front of her, there is no doubt that Li Chengfeng is also extremely handsome, with clear eyebrows, and a pair of apricot blossom eyes with a little spring love, but unfortunately, after working hard in the officialdom for many years, the former young man is now full of utilitarianism and calculation, and his body is full of copper smell, he may have drunk a lot of wine, and his body is full of alcohol, thinking that Ji Moheng is dead, he has been clapping his hands and laughing, and applauding again and again.

"Are you so happy when he's dead?"

She couldn't help but ask.

"Happy...... Haha, of course I'm happy", Li Chengfeng laughed, he tilted his head and let out a long sigh of relief to the sky, "That slut! I was angry when I saw him! Now that he's finally dead, it's a god's eye-opener, isn't he very capable? Where did the majesty that beat me go back then? Ha ha...... In the end, it wasn't killed, and there wasn't even a whole corpse left, hum...... His trouble-making temperament must have provoked something that should not be provoked, and he was hunted down and killed by the enemy, and now he has ended up like this, and he is also to blame! ”

The smugness and rampant on his face stung her eyes, and at this moment, she didn't know where she got the courage, smiled contemptuously, and said, "Yes, it's just right that he died, and when he dies, he can go underground to reunite with Sister Wan."

Sure enough, the smile on Li Chengfeng's face froze, and he glared at her viciously, "What are you talking about?" You repeat! ”

"I ...... say", she deliberately raised her voice, and said word by word: "It's just right that Mo Heng is dead, and when he dies, he can go underground to reunite with Sister Wan, hasn't he always loved Sister Wan?" Now that he is a lover, he and Sister Wan have no fate when they were born, and they die on the ground to be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks, they ......"

Before she finished speaking, Li Chengfeng slapped her, "Shut up!" ”

She touched her aching cheek, looked at Li Chengfeng, who was angry, hooked the corners of her mouth, and smiled mockingly, is this unbearable? It turned out that he still cared about Sister Wan in his heart, but he had always refused to admit it, thinking of this, she continued: "Sister Wan died so miserably, isn't it just right for him to go down to accompany her now?" I believe that he will treat Sister Wan well......"

"Shut up! Shut up! Li Chengfeng's face was full of hideousness, thinking of the woman who made him love and hate, his blood rushed to his brain, "Hmph, even if Mowan is dead, it is also a ghost of my Li family, it is absolutely impossible for her to be with him, absolutely impossible!" ”

Is it impossible?

Yes, how is it possible, Sister Wan is still alive, but he is dead, and he has not been able to marry his sweetheart in his life......

Li Qing'er smiled desolately, and walked slowly to the yard, the night breeze blew, and her whole heart was cold, she had never been able to say I love you to her beloved man in her life......

She raised her head and looked at the crescent moon in the sky, there is a lover in the world, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon.

Her heart, her love, her sustenance...... With him buried in the loess, he no longer exists.

(To be continued.) )