Chapter Ninety-Eight: Deep Love

Although today's short separation is for tomorrow's better stay, but at this moment, it is undoubtedly a great cruelty for a little girl who has just been full of joy when her love has just opened. What's more, someone accidentally upset her at some point.

Ahead is the ferry.

The heavy sail of the big 'North Yang' has risen to the top. Several attendants were already busy lifting anchors, and the Yang family guards had already boarded the ship and stood on the splint.

The wind was a little strong, and her skirt was hunting, and her hair was flying wildly.

She pouted, just looking at him with round eyes.

is wearing a delicate mandarin skirt embroidered with smoke and yellow gauze, no matter how you look at it, it is full of delicate energy. But there was real stubbornness in those autumn-like eyes.

She wouldn't say goodbye to him, just glared at him. It's almost half an hour.

Yang Yuhong is really angry and funny.

He whispered a lot of coaxing words to her, but she didn't seem to hear it, and she didn't say a word. There was still a bit of accusation and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

He really didn't know what to do.

The sails were hoisted, and everyone was ready to go, but he did not dare to board the ship. I'm afraid that if she just leaves, the little girl will be angry until next time, he doesn't want to see an angry bride, and he can't bear to let her be angry for so long and hurt her body.

He pulled her in front of him, grabbed the green silk dancing in the wind in his hand, stroked it softly, and his voice was also low and soft, "Zhen'er, don't be angry, okay, whatever is wrong is my fault, okay, you are not good for your body like this!"

He pinched the tip of her small, creamy nose. In exchange for a cold snort from her.

There was the sound of rushing water behind him, and he knew he couldn't drag it any longer. He wrapped her in the crook of his arm and kissed her on the cheek quickly, "Zhen'er, I really want to take you back to Beicheng now, and I don't have to suffer from this parting thought, but we still have to wait for a year, I still have a lot of things to do, I haven't done a good job, I want to give you a beautiful wedding, I want to make all the women in the world envy you, I also want the men in the world to envy me, so, just forgive me, don't be angry, okay?!" I'll make it up to you in the future, okay?!"

Ye Zhenzhen also saw the anchor out of the water, and a layer of mist suddenly appeared in her eyes, seeing him staring at her with guilt and distress and nervousness, she finally nodded, and said the word 'good' angrily.

Finally got her reply, although Yang Yuhong was happy, he also turned around decisively and left, jumping onto the splint in a few big steps. The guard quickly withdrew the board, and the heavy ship moved quickly.

The little girl on the shore did not move. Who knew that after a short while, Yang Yuhong stood on the splint, watching Ye Zhenzhen rush forward a few steps, and when she was close to the water's edge, she was pulled by the red knotweed.

At the moment, my heart is shrinking. The moment he held on to the side of the boat, his muscles flared up, and he held the wood so hard that the pain made him resist the urge to jump off the boat and take her into his arms again.

A pair of phoenix eyes stared tightly at the delicate, weak but stubborn flower-like little girl on the shore.

She was shouting something at him, but it was blown away in the wind. He asked loudly, too. She couldn't hear either.

I saw her shaking her slender hand desperately.

He waved his hand as well.

She still shook again.

He stared at it, and occasionally a silver light crossed his eyes, and he suddenly realized.

It's a silver ring! It was the North City letter seal he gave her!

Almost suddenly, he understood why she was upset. She had been wandering around herself many times this morning, but he had ignored it and hadn't noticed!

She wants to sue him, and she will unswervingly wait for him here! She's ready!

Damn it!

He was too careless! He couldn't help but tap his forehead. How stupid! But he smiled slowly, warm as spring...

Looking at the blurred figure that was gradually moving away, Ye Zhenzhen put down her shaking arm that was about to break, and a line of tears flowed down her cheeks, leaning softly on Hongli's body.

He's gone. I don't know if he saw it, saw her fist heart.

They had been so far apart, so far away, and so close, and so close. Looking forward to his return and resenting his departure, this is the real love between men and women, right?!

Because I miss it, I am worried, because I miss it, because I miss it, I feel heartache, and because I miss it, I have the sweetness after sourness.

Red Tate's helped her young lady to walk into the carriage. She didn't know how to comfort the little girl who couldn't stop crying.

She raised her eyes to look at the white figure on the small hill not far away, standing alone in the wind, floating like a fairy.

Is he so sad at this time?!

Will those deep and dark eyes also be stained with sadness?!

That touch of white is like the loneliest existence in heaven and earth, left behind and independent!

Her heart aches for him!

Thinking of his cruel words again, the heartache spread into the boundless sea...

Since ancient times, the word love is the most hurtful!

But they are different, Miss Ye and Yang Yuhong are in love with each other, and they have a marriage contract, for them, this is to survive this year, that is, to stay together for life, but what about her, what about him, where will they go? !