Luo Yunyao blinked her apricot eyes mischievously: "So Yun Yao can't help but create an opportunity to save the beauty by himself, hoping to leave a good impression in the beauty's heart." ”

Saying that, he sighed very sadly, and said to himself: "It's a pity that the beauty is an orchid in the empty valley who doesn't understand human feelings, and she doesn't accept my affection, and she blames me for molesting others." ”

Murong Juejun was successfully amused by Luo Yunyao's well-learned riffraff: "Where is there a hero who saves beauty and curses the beauty to be disfigured?" ”

Luo Yunyao's face was not blushing for a moment: "What if the beauty doesn't look down on this hero?" After the beauty is disfigured, only the hero likes her, so the hero can hug the beauty. ”

Murong Xuanjun was shocked by this person's naturalness, and spat at her: "I don't know who you learned this robber thinking with." ”

Luo Yunyao touched the back of her head, laughed three times with "hey, hey, hey", and didn't speak.

Murong Xuanjun's mood was really very happy by Luo Yunyao, and he smiled and said coquettishly: "If I were that beauty, even if I was disfigured, the person I originally liked would still like that person, and I wouldn't follow a so-called person who likes me." ”

In Murong Xuanjun's current situation, she can still believe in the so-called love, this is really ...... How much do you have to love someone?

Even though that person brought her countless disappointments, she never despaired.

Luo Yunyao felt a lot of emotion in her heart, and she was as heavy as a thousand catties.

Such a Murong Xuanjun, whatever she repays her is cruel.

She is deeply obsessed with such a person and never gives up.

If in the end, Murong Xuanjun's liking was finally rewarded, then is it really fair to her?

If Murong Xuanjun didn't get what he loved, he was obsessed with love, then Murong Xuanjun would be even more miserable?

Who can blame it?

Luo Yunyao lost the courage to warm Murong Xuanjun just now, and could no longer work hard to replace Luo Yunhua and continue to be the meager sunshine in Murong Xuanjun's life.

“……”

Once again, the moon was so sleepy that it couldn't open its eyes, and even the sound of firecrackers and fireworks could not disturb it in the slightest.

Before Murong Jue's mood could be heavy or think about it, he saw Luo Yunyao lowering his little head with a heavy face. Murong Xuanjun immediately cared about this little girl and said, "Okay, if that hero is my Yunyao girl, Sister Xuanjun will still consider following you." ”

and threatened this little girl who was in a super good mood just now not to be able to change her face so quickly: "Of course, the prerequisite for this is that Yunyao girl must really be a good hero, brave, frank, the hero will not change his face so quickly." ”

Luo Yunyao listened to Murong Xuanjun's words, her heart tightened, but she understood something, looked up at Murong Xuanjun and asked, "Sister Xuanjun, the reason why you came to me, is someone coming to beg you?" ”

Murong Juejun didn't expect Luo Yunyao's topic to shift so quickly, and he couldn't keep up with this person's thinking.

was stunned, so he didn't answer, and let Luo Yunyao catch the evidence and flaws.

It is self-evident who went to find Murong Xuan.

"These two guys are really nosy." I couldn't help but spit on it.

Murong Juejun understood that he couldn't hide it, and he couldn't look at Luo Yunyao and say that he cared about his own people: "Yunyao, how can you talk about people like this?" ”

She glared at Luo Yunyao with beautiful eyes, and educated her: "Qingzhu girl has always cared about you, the eldest lady, don't you know that she treats others like this?" ”

As for the other person...... "Don't you know what words are going on in your mind?" Yunyao girl, Sister Jue has to warn you here, you can turn a blind eye to people's sincerity, but you can't treat him as a mustard! ”

With such eyebrows and eyes, the slightest wisps of sorrow in the advice are soaked out, which makes people look frightened.

Who turns a blind eye to whose feelings.

Who's feelings for whom are seen as grass mustard.

Go without saying.

Luo Yunyao found that talking to Murong Juejun now was really inseparable from love, and every sentence was inseparable from the person who hurt Murong Juejun.

There's really no way to have a good chat.

Luo Yunyao immediately followed Murong Xuan's meaning and reflected on herself: "Sister Xuanjun has taught her a very good lesson. Yun Yao kept it in mind. However, for such a thing as feelings, Yun Yao not only will not regard this precious relationship as a mustard, but will not turn a blind eye. ”

Luo Yunyao smiled, and through her firm eyes, she told Murong Jue to believe in Luo Yunhua, don't die so quickly, don't dislike Luo Yunhua anymore.

Sister Yunjun wants to like Brother Yunhua well, and knows that the day when Brother Yunhua can respond to Sister Yunjun's feelings, wait until the day when Brother Yunhua kneels on the durian for three days and three nights, changes his past, changes his mind, and apologizes to Murong Xuanjun seriously and sincerely.

Murong Xuanjun couldn't understand the meaning of Luo Yunyao's eyes, or she didn't look at Luo Yunyao's eyes at all.

As early as the moment Luo Yunyao said it, Murong Xuanjun found that her throat was blocked and she couldn't make any sound, she tried several times, and finally said hoarsely: "Is it?" Yun Yao is such a good child, Sister Jue Yun is relieved, but you must not learn your ...... "Brother Yun Huan."

As soon as the eyes are closed.

Murong Jue, what's the use of you talking about this now? Let people see your jokes? Or are you waiting for someone else to pity you?

There is no turning back on the path you have chosen.

You know?

Luo Yunyao was so abused that she couldn't breathe, and prayed to Murong Juejun with no disregard: "No, Sister Jueyao, Brother Yunhua is not such a person, do you believe me, believe in him?" ”

Luo Yunyao looked at Murong Juejun's eyebrows and didn't move, she couldn't help but be discouraged, her brain was hot but she didn't give up easily: "Brother Yunhua is really not the kind of person that Sister Yunjun thinks." Yun Yao's current emotional concepts are all taught by Yun Hua's brother. ”

Murong Juejun finally opened his gloomy and empty beautiful eyes, but instead of looking at Luo Yunyao, who had been looking forward to it, he looked at the silent and dark night sky in a daze, and softly spit out three words: "I... Appearance... Letter ......"

It's just three words, but every word is so difficult, and every word seems to be dug out of the heart.

Obviously, Murong Juejun didn't cry, but Luo Yunyao couldn't control her deep pain anymore, and she couldn't breathe and cried.

Wail.

And the person who should really cry doesn't even know what he should cry about.

I don't even know how wronged I am.

Murong Xuanjun looked at the dim night sky, was it fireworks, shallow and shiny when they bloomed, and there were slight waves.

It's like her current life, which is bleak, but when she is inadvertent, she is illuminated by Luo Yunhua's eyes that seem to be caring, caring, and distressed.

But at the end of the day, what's the use?

The light is followed by a deeper darkness.

The eyes that seem to care about you, the hands that unintentionally touch together, the titles of "young lady, young lady", the relationship between husband and wife......

It's all poison.

After the light, after the poisoning.

Deeper is the never-ending darkness.

Even more hurtful is hopeless death.

Murong Jue, when will you be able to understand?

I can see it clearly at all times.

I know that he just turned a blind eye to my feelings, he just abandoned my feelings and crushed them into grass and dirt.

He has someone he likes, that person is like that, if the wind is soft, well-behaved and gentle, he always listens to what she says.

In Zhang Queying's world, Luo Yunhua is God, the sky, and the whole world.

Luo Yunhua and Zhang Queying get along, and they have always been tempered and tempered.

But what about you?

Murong Xuanjun, didn't you give him a look at that time? Which time is it not a bad word? When didn't you even give him a straight eye?

Murong Juejun, you say, what can you do to fight Zhang Qiying?

Murong Juejun didn't know why her heart was so blocked, what was suppressed, piled up, and pressed heavily on her heart, but Murong Juejun couldn't do anything to her.

It's just that Murong Xuanjun didn't even know what was pressing on his heart.

I showed Luo Yunhua's face, it was because I was so wronged, I couldn't help but want to be coquettish to him when I saw him, I wanted to show him my pity, let him take good care of me, and feel sorry for me.

I spoke ill of him, that was because Luo Yunhua was so good to Zhang Qiying, I was so jealous, so jealous that if I didn't hurt him with words like this, I wouldn't be able to feel my true self.

But what can I do?

When I said any bad words, I was just as sad, even worse than Luo Yunhua's injury—by the way, that person didn't love you at all, how could he be hurt?

I didn't even give Luo Yunhua a straight eye, because I was worried that my adoring eyes would betray all my pretended strength.

I don't know where it came from, and the cry from the depths of my heart forced Murong Xuan to the point that he could barely speak.

The heart is distressed, and the headache will be split.

Having said so much, it's just that the person you love doesn't love you.

He loves the little girl who is dependent on the people, all the tenderness, sweet words, and gentleness are all for that girl, that girl is called Zhang Queying, not Murong Xuanjun.

"No...... "No, you don't know, Murong Xuan, you don't know anything!"

Luo Yunyao could barely control herself from roaring, and the words were all on her lips, but she saw Murong Xuanjun hugging her head in pain.

The whole person curled up in pain.

The hollow valley orchid cares so much about image and temperament, and it is a vulgarity that does not cause dust.

Now Murong Xuanjun was holding his head, his knees curled up in the embrace of his heart, and he rolled on the ground in pain.