Chapter 64: Pink Letterhead
can make Toro worry about it for thirty years, and Roydi's beauty goes without saying.
The long fluffy and supple hair is allowed to hang down to the shoulders, the petite figure is full of hand, wearing fiery red gold silk and jade wisps, wearing a silver jade lotus crown on his head, and his upright and delicate facial features should be even more stunning if there are no tear stains.
Her face was pale from the long years of self-punishment, in stark contrast to the fiery red mantle behind her, and her words were weak and sickly, her cheeks were dusty, and her eyes were blank as she sat on the stone bench.
The interior of the house is particularly festive, the stone wall is pasted with the fiery red word, the flaming red cabinet is filled with flaming clothes, the flaming red mandarin ducks on the bed are neatly tied, and countless red shoes are also stacked in the corner on the side, and the flaming room is still vaguely filled with a fiery atmosphere.
It's just that all of this is incompatible with Roy, who is immersed in pain at this moment.
Since Qiu Xiaobai and the others pushed the door in, Roy has maintained the same posture and never said anything, just looking straight at the place where the sun is pouring outside the stone gate.
There was endless resignation in her eyes, and there was also perseverance and courage, these two things could not be blended together, but in her eyes, they were so breezy and bleak, only because she had long been used to bearing, so she could numb herself in the bearing.
Perhaps anything, even feelings, will become breezy after thirty years of disappointment.
When Lin Xi saw the things in the room, she was extremely sensitive as a woman, and this kind of intimate empathy almost made her lose control of her emotions for a moment, tears rained down, if it weren't for Qiu Xiaobai taking two steps forward and gently supporting her, I was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to stand on her feet.
"It turns out she's been waiting all along." After a long time, Lin Xiyi stopped crying from his grief, held Qiu Xiaobaidi's arm tightly with both hands, and whispered softly.
"Well, there must be something about the two of them that hasn't untied the knot in the heart of the earth." Gently patting Lin Xi's back, Qiu Xiaobai couldn't feel like a colic, he almost didn't have to think about it to know that he couldn't face this kind of joy and sorrow at all.
"Why does God make everyone so vulnerable?" Wiping away the tears on his cheeks, Lin Xiyi reluctantly stood up, glanced at the lonely Roy again, and whispered: "If I can, I want to find a chance for them to meet, maybe only in this way can they have no regrets." ”
"Okay." Qiu Xiaobai only replied with one word, and this voice came out of his mouth categorically.
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A few camphor leaves blew on the ground in the warm sun, and then they were blown away by another breeze, leaving only a trace of withering and hovering in place.
Saddened, Roy finally thought of something, turned around and took out a pair of unfinished red cloth shoes from the mahogany cabinet beside him, and still threaded needles and threads on them, looking numb and almost wooden.
A few camphor leaves still blew from time to time outside the door, and even though her gaze was still blank, every step she sewed was still as accurate as ever.
It's just that these trivial and delicate lead steps have been proficient in her hands day and night for thirty years, and she has already been handy.
"So, Miss Roy, here's a letter from you...... It's about the Toro Ground. Lin Xiyi held back his sadness, walked to Roydi's side respectfully, and gently placed the red letterhead on the stone platform.
When Lin Xiyi finished the next four words in silence, Roy, who was sewing cloth shoes, shook invisibly.
Her expression was indifferent, but her gaze was no longer sloppy, and she only glanced at the table with her spare eyes, and then closed her eyes, as if she had been thinking for a long time, and finally looked at the appearance of the pink letterhead.
Even if Roy didn't reach out to touch the letterhead, this slight gesture still made Qiu Xiaobai and the others happy.
As long as she still cares about Toro and is not so repulsive and resistant, maybe the two can be reunited.
"Miss Roy, don't be too sad, I'm just at Toro's behalf, and I have to hand it over to you myself. In fact, this letter is dispensable, after all, he has really not done enough in the past thirty years, so if you check it or not, please follow your own heart. ”
After saying this sentence painlessly, Qiu Xiaobai gave Lin Xi a look of surprise on the side, and strode out first.
Sure enough, the footsteps quickly moved from far to near, and Lin Xiyi followed in the next breath, but her expression seemed to be ...... Are you angry?
There was not the slightest movement in the room, and no one could know for sure what Roydi was thinking.
"Autumn ...... Qiu Xiaobai, how can you say such a thing? ”
When Qiu Xiaobaidi's mind was completely absorbed in the door, she saw that Lin Xiyi, who was rarely angry and rushed to her cheeks, stretched out her green jade finger and pointed at herself, she seemed to be unsatisfied, wiped her tears and snorted softly and continued to ask: "Do you know how she will feel when you say this?" If she knew that she had been waiting for thirty years, and in the end it was just a flash, she would have collapsed! ”
Her cheeks turned slightly red from anger, and the tears rolling in her eyes kept falling, and her words were full of crying for Roy, Qiu Xiaobai was speechless for a while, and she really didn't know what to do, so she had to sigh and be silent.
Lin Xiyi, who is also a woman, must have had an emotional resonance at this moment, and when she saw Qiu Xiaobai's tone change sharply, of course she couldn't care about rational analysis.
But what can Qiu Xiaobai explain?
After all, the thirty years of waiting in a nightmare are real, and no one can deny this long period of loneliness, let alone be qualified to talk about empathy.
"Are you feeling better?" When she stopped crying, Qiu Xiaobai had to follow up two steps to send care, and when she thought of Lin Xi naming her name just now, she couldn't help but laugh dumbly.
How angry does she have to be to be so indulgent?
Perhaps, just as she is pure and kind by nature, frank and open, but she doesn't want to hide her feelings.
"It's better." Lin Xi couldn't turn his head to wipe his tears with his cuffs, as if he thought of something, he suddenly turned around, looked up at Qiu Xiaobai, who couldn't help laughing, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry just now, I hope you don't mind." ”
"No, no, Miss Lin also felt it, I originally intended to provoke her, you are a heroine among women, and it is really right to fight for Roy." Qiu Xiaobai held back a smile and pondered for a while before speaking easily.
"Deliberately provoke her? Why is that? Lin Xiyi grasped the key point and looked puzzled.
"I think there must have been something unforgettable love between Toro and Roy thirty years ago, but it turned out unsatisfactorily, and the two of them ended up so dismal."
Her big eyes were as black as ink, and she was extraordinary, this question really couldn't be refused, Qiu Xiaobai smiled indifferently, looked at Lin Xiyi and nodded solemnly, and analyzed what she thought in her heart:
"Broken love is sometimes like an invisible trauma of the soul, if left unchecked, not only will it not heal itself, but it will gradually deepen, and in the end it can even cause unbearable pain."
"If you seize the opportunity while you can still heal, you only need to gently prick it a little deeper, so that the pain will not grow and then turn into a scab, and the wound will gradually repair step by step until it heals itself."