Chapter 702: The Past Is Lonely. 3
As he spoke, tears fell and dripped on the corpse of the little black cat.
She was very distressed and hurriedly wiped away the tears on the black cat with her sleeve, stopped crying, and said seriously: "Mama said that you can't let the tears fall on the deceased people, otherwise, it will dirty the reincarnation." ”
She regarded Hua Ge'er as a person and as her relative.
This palace is so big, she lost her country for a while, lost her home, lost her father and mother, and now she has lost her brother Hua, and in the future, she is really the only one left!!
Thinking about it, she felt very scared.
Before she grew up, everyone had already left her.
Saying that, she didn't dare to cry anymore, for fear that her flower brother would not be able to walk in a difficult way.
She wrapped her cloak and buried it carefully in the pit, not daring to cry any more, but she was very reluctant to look at the red cloak that was gradually hidden by dirt and snow, until at last she was out of sight, and her eyes were hazy.
The girl sadly lifted her sleeve and wiped her eyes fiercely, wiping them away before they could come out.
He stood behind her, he didn't know what despair was when he was young, he only knew that he felt extremely sad with her at that time.
The wind began to rush up, blowing the snowflakes on the ground, and the vision in front of me began to blur a little, and suddenly I saw that the big tree where the girl was was swayed a few times by the wind, and the thick snow on the branches could not withstand the swaying and fell.
If you hit a huge block of snow, you will definitely get hurt.
The girl seemed to notice something, and raised her head to look at it, but he didn't have time to think about it, but rushed forward in a few steps, and suddenly opened his cloak to cover the girl's head, trying to protect her.
I never thought that the girl would get up in a panic at this time because she saw the falling snow.
The girl was covered in his bosom by his cloak, and she stood up, and slammed into his bosom in such a panic that at that moment he felt only that the part of his chest called the heart seemed to be struck by something, and it was pounding.
He heard a voice in his heart shouting incessantly, she was, she was.
At this time, he didn't know what the voice in his heart was, but he put the girl Zhao Zishi into the most secret position in his heart, and the wind and rain never changed.
The girl looked up in fright in his arms, her big wet eyes glistening with water, and the fawn looked at him with trepidation, full of cautious vigilance and despair.
His heart sank and could not be spontaneous.
At that time, I was young and didn't know what love was, but later I understood what love at first sight was.
Even if he understood later, love at first sight was really unreliable, it was just his own business, and he was proud by nature, so he was silent.
He took off his cloak and put it on her, and said coolly, "It's cold, why do you have to let yourself suffer and give your cloak to a brute?" ”
"It's not a brute."
The girl's eyes burned like fire, and she stared at him and tried her best to justify: "It is my relative, the only relative, now." ”
As he spoke, his sparkling eyes dimmed and he lost all his brilliance.
It is said that the eleventh princess Zhao Zishi is living in this Qianqiu Palace, he thought about it, and then concluded her identity, the king and queen of Zhao couldn't stand the humiliation and committed suicide a month ago, and now, only Zhao Zishi's bloodline remains