The name in my heart, I thought it had been sealed in the dust, but when it rang in my ears again, I couldn't stop the blood somewhere in my heart......

Nan Ruochen buried his head in the crook of his arm and hugged it tightly, but his body trembled slightly because he tried his best to endure the choking and sourness that surged in his heart, and his undulating body announced his defeat, and the free and uninhibited people who had tried to disguise before all collapsed at this moment, and the man with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to have nothing to do with the person in front of him.

She looked at the man in front of her, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, what kind of story did he have? Although it has long been known that he must have his story. Although he always looks free and easy, he always looks unrestrained, and there is always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

She knocked on the side many times, but no matter how she tried, he was always silent and didn't say a word, but she could clearly see that some things would be inadvertently exposed even if she tried her best to hide them, because those things had already penetrated deep into the bone marrow, into the blood, and into the texture.

In the cabin by the sea, he often stared at a certain place in a daze, and even the smile that had been on his lips was taken away.

He always stared at the yellowed pages, the delicate handwriting, stroking the handwriting over and over again, and then carefully put it away and put it back in its place, his eyes were already white mist.

When he shouted the words Liang Meng in his dream, although she didn't see his expression, she could still hear his pain and heartbreak, and his trembling call was the best proof of this.

He rescued himself from a frightened carriage, he taught himself to ride a horse and shoot an arrow, he single-handedly drove a dozen masked men to buy her time to escape, he knew that he was guarding nearby when he was wounded, and he appeared in front of him whenever he needed it......

From strange to familiar, she remembered all that he had done, maybe it all had something to do with the woman named Liangmeng. But he never spoke, and she didn't ask much, but as smart as she was, she could already guess a few points.

It's just that the feelings in this world are always not as we wish, and they are always going around and around, entangled.

I said that I wanted to leave, I said that I wanted to forget, how many times I made up my mind, but at a certain time and place, a familiar figure suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, and I easily wiped out the smile on the corner of my mouth inch by inch, and the trace of warmth left in my heart disappeared in an instant.

It is never easy to forget, thinking that if you seal your heart in the dust, you can forget that name and that person, but that person has always existed, and it has long been integrated into your blood and marrow.

In fact, he is not the same as Nan Ruochen, he never sleeps well in the dark night without him, and the fragments in his dreams are all about missing him.

The dream before waking up was so real, so real that it didn't look like a dream, even the breathing was painful, and even the pain was so clear. The dream was full of the injuries caused by him, Princess Zhou's troubles everywhere, the humiliation and helplessness of that night in the firewood room, the cynicism of others, the absurdity of Yuan and him that day, and the faint pain in her lower abdomen......

If Princess Zhou was before her, it was his past, and she couldn't care. What about Yuan? How does Yuan explain it...... No matter how he explained, she couldn't accept it, couldn't let go, couldn't forgive.

He is the prince, he will still be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he has his wives and concubines, he has his country, he must not give his gentleness to her alone. His promise was just empty words, not to mention, she couldn't enter his world yet, and she was isolated in a far away place, forced to stand by......

But he is really useless, knowing that his love can't just give himself alone, and he has to be involved in this love like a moth to a fire, and he knows that the damage he brings is indelible, but he still can't control thinking about him, thinking about his gentle smile, thinking about his gentle call, thinking about his firm oath, missing the temperature of his palm, and missing his broad shoulders.

His gentleness and thoughtfulness, his affectionate eyes, the chance encounter in Acacia Garden, the romance under the apricot blossom tree, the warmth of Hongyan Valley, and the wedding in his dream, as well as his careful care after entering the palace, and the lifelong vow he gave her, all of which made her unable to extricate herself......

I told myself to leave calmly, but my heart always hurts. I told myself that I wanted to wander by myself, but the tears were still flowing freely. I told myself that I would forget everything in the past and start over, but the figure of that person always appeared in front of my eyes. I told myself that after leaving, I would live happily and laugh happily, only to find that the person who left was so fake to even laugh......

If you want to escape, you can't escape, and you can't forget it. Maybe love always hurts us so much, but if love really hurts so much, then why do we still love?

Nan Ruochen, in fact, we are all the same, but I always thought that our love would flow in my heart, and our vows would last forever, but the person who made the promise was no longer as sure as before, and the figure in the dream was no longer as clear as before, and the so-called happiness was just a water moon mirror flower, which would be extinguished at the touch of a touch......

Tears fell down one by one, and his face was already cold. In the hazy eyes of tears, the weak body was gently pulled into a warm embrace by a warm arm, the fragrance of lotus flowers in her arms hit, her weak body couldn't help but eat, but greedily absorbed the only remaining warmth in her arms, and her body rubbed deeply uncontrollably.

Her body trembled up and down, venting tears that she had not dared to shed for so long, she was always afraid that her cowardice and helplessness would be seen, so she always pretended not to care about anything, and treated everything lightly.

But her heart has always been known only to herself, she is actually the one who can't let go of the most, she cares about everything but doesn't allow herself to be hurt again because she cares, that kind of struggle makes it so hard......

Before meeting him, she always put herself high, unwilling to wronged herself for others. And after meeting him, she learned to accept everything that she couldn't accept, and she forced herself to bear everything she couldn't bear, but why did she change to such a result......

But she has never been strong, this time, let her cry happily, borrow your arms, cry, after crying, she must learn to forget, forget all the past, forget the other in her heart......