"You, say, what?"

The whole world seems to be spinning in front of my eyes, confused upside down, and collapsing, and this qiē is not real.

It's like a thin and sharp silver needle, inch by inch, slowly, slowly, slowly, piercing from the tip of the heart, and then from the bottom of the heart. Every inch of pain was shocking, and she only felt that the knife in Gong Qian's chest was nothing compared to this pain.

This is a punishment for one's own greed, right? Affection is ruthlessness, she suddenly remembered what Han Yang had said to herself. He said it was the Master's words. It's Han Ye who said. Why didn't you think of it? Obviously, the surname "Han" is not common, obviously his eyes look so similar to himself, and there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity every time he approaches. Why didn't you think it was because of the blood relationship?

But she doesn't want to admit it, she doesn't want to admit that her love for him comes from the same bloodline! She just loves him innocently! Not because of her appearance, not because of blood, just because she is a woman, and he is a man, it's such a simple reason.

She always thought that he rejected herself again and again just because he really didn't like it, but the beautiful breath that even the air would stagnate when they got along with each other, and the moving luster in their eyes when they looked at each other, this qiē was not her self-inflicted amorousness! She thought about many reasons, and even thought about whether it would be because he cared about his identity and cared that he couldn't give him an exclusive heart. But he never guessed such a bloody truth.

Blood is like a chasm that divides each other, is there no hope in this life? She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it!

"I don't believe it!" Han Ruo bit her lip fiercely, her delicate lips were bitten by her sharp teeth, and the blood slowly flowed down with her graceful white neck, and the bright red blood was reflected on the snow-white skin, which looked particularly shocking and beautiful. "I don't believe it!" She gritted her teeth and said, casting her gaze on Han Yi, "You sue me, it's not true. ”

The thin veil couldn't hide his extremely pale complexion, and he was obviously shaking, but his tone was still cold, "It's true. ”

Her body shook sternly, Han Ruo almost couldn't stabilize her figure, she didn't forget that there was an outsider next to her who was watching a good show with a smile, she must not lose her dignity in front of this kind of person, pretended to be calm, and asked, "Why didn't you sue me earlier?" ”

This time, he fell silent with nothing to say, what could he do? Is it because he doesn't want her to know?

Back then, my father entered the palace to assassinate the palace for his grandfather's revenge, and who knew that he would meet Teng Annie who fell in love, and the two seemed to be destined for evil, love at first sight, and fate was destined for three lives. The father completely forgot about the gentle and beautiful mother who was still waiting for his return in the Lingying Palace, and just gave his life in vain for the woman he had only known for a few days, and he couldn't even save his bones.

They even left behind their own half-sisters.

He already recognized her when he first rescued her. He should hate her, even if it was for his own depression, his mother, who was still looking forward to his father's return when she was dying, should hate her. But when I looked at her eyes that were as smart as a little beast, I couldn't hate it anymore. The eyes are exactly the same as those of himself, but the feeling is completely different. In her eyes, there is only indifference and frost that she feels bored with the world, but her eyes are full of interest in the whole world, and there is endless agility and enthusiasm in them. And the blazing heat that can burn your own cold.

That time, he chose to be silent and sent her back to the palace safely, thinking that this was the only intersection in his life. But she never thought that fate would send her to her again. When they met again, she was already dying, her fiery body had become cold, just a little, just a little, he would lose her forever. That moment of anger, almost an impulse to lose his mind, he wanted to kill, kill the person who dared to hurt her so much. This is completely different from the self who was uninterested in everything in this world in the past. The first time I cared about something, the first time I was nervous about something, the first time I was happy for her, angry for her, sad for her.

It was a few days and nights of naked hugging, and he continued to pass on his true qi to her, only hoping that the cold body in his arms could become warm again, just like the first time they met. He didn't care that such a large amount of true qi output would deplete his heart and even shorten his lifespan. He doesn't care about himself, he only cares about her.

She was not unconscious in a severe coma, she was besieged by many dreams, and shouted sadly again and again, "Why, why do you do this to me, fourth brother!" The fourth brother in her mouth not only hurt her fiercely in reality, but also refused to let her go in her dreams. Every time she called out this person, she fell further into a coma. He was afraid that she would fall asleep forever.

Fortunately, she was stronger than he had imagined, and she began to call out different names, and when she shouted the word "凊", it contained feelings of guilt and love. Simply after she shouted the name, the injury gradually stabilized. Finally, she shouted the word "respect", and then she woke up. He guessed that this word, and the person it represented, must be very important to her. Otherwise, just in a dream, he has the ability to bring her back to life.

It's just that she didn't even call her name once. Yes, she had only met him once, she didn't even know her own name, she didn't even know the fact that he was her only remaining relative in this world, why did she, how could she, call out his name.

But his heart was stubborn and bitter, and he wanted to hear her voice and call out his name. So when she asked Yang her name, she would say it without hesitation. Even once, I want to hear her call her name.

Because I knew that she was going to leave after all, I didn't want her to know about the relationship between them, whether she was willful or selfish. Perhaps, she can leave a special place in her heart. obviously knew what she wanted for her, but she didn't dare, and she couldn't have any response. Just let yourself stay in such a hazy and ambiguous stage with her, and then let her leave. This brief time with her will be remembered as a treasure for a lifetime. Such a small request, for such an amorous her, is it very high?!

To be continued