It is difficult for the fourth master to describe his state of mind at this moment.

He wants to laugh, he wants to look up to the sky and roar!

But the eye sockets were uncontrollably swollen, the tear ducts were sore, and a line of clear tears ran from the corners of his eyes along his resolute and slightly haggard cheeks.

Looking at her small, snow-white face, tears of joy and laughter came out of her chest with a muffled tremor

After a long time, he smiled and said, "Come, Ranran, Lord will wash your face." ”

The fourth master gently picked her up and put her on a chaise longue covered with a thick layer of mink.

He cleaned his hands first, then wet the handkerchief with warm water, and then gently and carefully wiped her face.

Her skin had always been delicate, but at this time, her pale complexion was almost transparent and her skin was extraordinarily thin, and he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would hurt her face.

When Su Peisheng brought people in to cloth vegetables, he saw this scene.

He had never seen such a cautious look on his master's face.

The man's hands were very strong, but when he held a small handkerchief, crossed his arms, and carefully rubbed the face of the master of Heshuo, the movement looked very clumsy.

But he was extremely serious and patient, and wiped it on Fang Fujin's face little by little.

When he saw Fang Fujin's bloodless face lying there motionless, Su Peisheng finally understood something.

The things that didn't make sense in my head were finally connected.

Why did the master suddenly change his temperament?

I see.

Why wouldn't the master let anyone approach the side Fujin?

I see.

Why is the master so sad, listless, and haggard as if he has hollowed out all his mind?

Original, come, as, this

Su Peisheng stood there and froze.

The master's careful movements are so careful and even pious.

The golden light outside the window shone on them, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

It's a picture of serenity and sadness.

Su Peisheng's eyes couldn't help but redden.

If Fang Fujin really went, then the master at this time would be crazy

No wonder, he can't even go to court.

He's given up.

Su Peisheng couldn't help but think of what he looked like when Heshuo left that day.

She has a deep affection for her master, she can sacrifice her life, and her master returns it with affection, and she can give up everything.

He knew that he should remind his master to accept reality.

However, no one can bear to break such a picture.

He waved his hand silently, motioning for the people behind him to put the food on the cloth.

Everyone's state of mind was the same, they went in with their heads bowed, their movements very light, a hundred times more careful than usual, and they couldn't bear to break the warmth that always lingered with a faint sadness.

The fourth master's movements continued, ignoring everything around him.

There was only a petite woman reflected in his eyes.

All eyes are on her.

There is no room for anything else.

Su Peisheng returned to the front yard with regret and sadness, and then saw Fujin, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"The master is still in the back building?"

Fu Jin's face was displeased, and the thin eyebrows on one side were raised high, and his tone was very unkind.

She didn't say what she said later, but Su Peisheng could still feel it.

She seemed to be reprimanding Heshuo for occupying the master, so that she hadn't seen anyone in the main room until now.

If Heshuo Fujin was still alive, Su Peisheng wouldn't say anything.

He would accompany the smiling face, say a few kind words as before, and send it away.

But now

Thinking of the last meeting with him, Heshuo was so resolute and heroic

Su Peisheng slowly raised his head and looked directly at Fu Jin: "Yes." The master is in the back building. ”