Qing'er was dressed in a vermilion dress, and a vermilion flower was specially inserted in her hair bun, and she smiled brightly, which was very bright. Qing'er shyly hid the orchid belt in her arms, and the orchid belt carried her beautiful dream. Today, I want to confess to Shen Zhongqing and tie the belt around his waist with my own hands, so that he can understand his affection for him.

In the Molan Garden, Shen Zhongqing was dressed in white, standing alone in the orchid courtyard, with a cold figure. The cold wind of the harsh winter is very cold, everything is bleak and withered, only the garden is full of cold orchids, black orchids, and junzi orchids, which bloom quietly in this bitter cold, exuding a faint fragrance.

Hearing the sound of gentle footsteps, Shen Zhongqing slowly turned around with doubts.

"How are you? What are you doing here? ”

I saw Xue Yun wearing a dark green dress and a dark green orchid in her hair. The thin figure stood alone in the cold wind.

Xue Yun smiled coldly, "It's me, Shen Gongzi!" I'm here uninvited today, I just want to come over and see Shen Gongzi! ”

Regarding Xue Yun's uninvited arrival, Shen Zhongqing was puzzled and puzzled, not understanding how she could visit today, and besides, this Mo Lanyuan himself never let outsiders in.

"It's a little cold outside, Miss Yun'er, let's go inside and have a cup of tea to warm up." Shen Zhongqing smiled like nothing, and his deep eyes flashed gloomily in his warmth.

Xue Yun smiled faintly, "The winter is cold, but the orchids in the courtyard are blooming more vigorously, how can I bear to live up to this winter scenery in the garden." ”

Shen Zhongqing's melancholy look and a faint smile, "Since Miss Yun'er has a heart, then I will accompany Miss Yun'er to enjoy the flowers for a while." ”

"Shen Gongzi! Shen Gongzi once said that you would take care of Yun'er for the rest of your life, is it true? Xue Yun looked at the eyes in the depths of the orchid, gradually turned around, and silently looked at Shen Zhongqing. The affectionate eyes seem to be expecting a trace of affectionate love, even if it is a little bit, at least not pity and sympathy.

In the cold wind, Shen Zhongqing's cold figure trembled slightly, looking so lonely and helpless. The dark eyes are even more gloomy. After all, I can't escape that vow, and even if I do, where can I escape, can I escape my heart?

"Yes! I, Shen Zhongqing, will take care of Yun'er for the rest of my life. Shen Zhongqing's voice seemed to be very soft and soft, but it weighed heavily on his already weak heart like Mount Tai, and he couldn't retreat.

Shen Zhongqing's every word and deed, every move, even if it was a helpless sigh, Xue Yun saw it in his eyes and hurt in his heart. How strong and deep my affection is for him, how meticulous and meticulous my observation is.

Xue Yun's sad eyes understood Shen Zhongqing's helplessness, and at the same time, he also saw that his blooming affection was like a flower, but in the end, it was just a lonely self-appreciation, and it was just withering secretly. Is this the affection that I have been waiting for for half my life? Is this your own pure love? What about his once beautiful vows? Could it be that his heart is really withering in loneliness and loneliness and gradually dying?

Xue Yun walked heavily, and slowly approached Shen Zhongqing, his sad eyes, "Shen Gongzi, the concubine is willing to entrust her life to death!" ”

Shen Zhongqing's trembling figure is like dry grass in the cold wind, lonely and lonely; The sad deep eyes are like a cold pool of autumn water.

"I will take care of Yun'er for the rest of my life! Till death rest! Shen Zhongqing turned sideways and said lightly.

Xue Yun approached Shen Zhongqing step by step, feeling endless sorrow at every step, and he didn't dare to peep into his deep eyes, for fear that his sad eyes would make him like a fiery pool of affection and coldness, so wishful thinking, self-deception and bitterness to keep that beautiful oath. Xue Yun gently hugged Shen Zhongqing from behind, as if holding cold ice, although he felt shuddering, but he was willing.

In the icy cold wind, Shen Zhongqing let Xue Yun hold him like this, silently bearing the oath that he couldn't refuse, and tied himself like a rope.

Qing'er held the orchid belt in her hand and watched from afar, and the qiē in front of her pushed herself to the precipice of despair. Is this the man you love so much? Is this the man who has affection for himself? Is this the beautiful dream that I dreamed of? If it was the first time that he misunderstood Shen Zhongqing's affection, then was the qiē in front of him also his own misunderstanding? Is she the only girl who is lucky enough to come to this Mo Lan Garden? Oh, yes! How lucky I am! Qing'er smiled bitterly. Is she the love of your life? So what am I?

Qing'er ran away like a madman, and inadvertently, kicked a pot of orchids, Qing'er fell heavily to the ground, and the orchid belt fell to the edge of the broken flower pot. Qing'er didn't care about the pain in her feet, got up, and ran away like a madman.

"Qing'er! Qing'er ......" Shen Zhongqing heard the sound of falling, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Qing'er running away in grief, hurriedly breaking free from Xue Yun's embrace, and chased after him like a madman.

Xue Yun's sad eyes looked at Shen Zhongqing's figure who pushed himself away because he was nervous about another woman and hurriedly ran away. He only has her in his heart, only she cares and is nervous. In the cold wind, Xue Yun stood there alone, so lonely and desolate

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