Chapter 272: Demon Cave Escape 8
Ji Xuan'er couldn't believe what her ears heard, and glared, "What did you say?" Xu Hedge, do you really want me to hate you? Although he is a man, and he is also a man who is dedicated to the Tao and takes the protection of the common people as his own responsibility, he really doesn't understand what women are thinking in their hearts, but his reason tells him that at this time, a woman should at least have some guilt.
But Xu Luh's heart didn't seem to have any such thing as guilt at all, she looked like she didn't care about anything, she only cared about what she wanted. "You already hate me anyway, and I don't care if this hatred is deep or shallow." She took out a small black bottle from her bosom and said, "How's it going?" If you promise me right now, you might be able to see her one last time. But if you delay a little longer, I'm afraid you won't even see this last face. ”
Ji Xuan'er has never seen a person who is so obsessed with himself like Xu Luh, he looked at her obviously smiling face, and suddenly felt that the smile was more ugly than crying, it was simply the face of a beauty picture that was wrinkled so much that he couldn't wrinkle it anymore, and he suddenly felt that she was so pitiful. Maybe he would have agreed to this marriage in the first place, originally because he felt that her leg was crippled, and he was a little pitiful.
Since she has a soft spot for being a poor person, let her be fulfilled and be kind to her.
The marriage contract that didn't have any emotional factors at all, after he died, it would be nothing, he reached out to pick up the small black bottle in Xu Luh's hand, and said, "Okay." ”
After that, not wanting to see the poor woman's face again, he drew his sword, jumped on it, and went away.
When Xu Luhedge heard the word "good", the smile on her face immediately froze, the corners of her mouth twitched, she was originally energetic because of resentment, and it seemed that she wanted to fight with Ji Xuan'er's heart to the end, all of which disappeared in an instant, and then, when she thought of the marriage contract, the corners of her mouth rose again, and she smiled, and then, there was only a confused look on her face, as if she could no longer feel joy and sorrow, and felt that there was no meaning in life, the whole person looked like a thin piece of paper, and she didn't need the erosion of wind and snow at all. It only takes the sound of a dead branch breaking to make her completely collapse.
Because she suddenly began to think, what would she do if Xuan'er died? She had something to look forward to, and if he wasn't willing to agree to her terms, he wouldn't go in, he wouldn't die there. But in her heart, she always hoped that he could live, even if it no longer belonged to her.
However, he was really willing to accompany her to death.
Finally, the tears that had been held back for a long time burst out, and she lay on the armrest of the wheelchair, crying out for all the grievances she had suffered since she fell in love with him, hoping that the man might look back at her when he heard her cry from the heart, but soon, she understood once again that she should not expect anything from him.
It's easy to make a man remember your kindness for the rest of his life, but it will never be possible to make him fall in love with you because of his kindness.
And from now on, Ji Xuan'er will only hate her, and she doesn't want to look at her twice. What the hell is she wrong with her, and she ends up like this? She finally gave up all hope and lay on the armrest of her wheelchair, crying all her unwillingness.
Zhu Mei looked at her young lady so sad, and she didn't feel good in her heart, she didn't care about the injury on her back, climbed to her side, and comforted: "Miss, don't be sad, this kind of cold-faced and cold-hearted man, why should Miss be sad for him, we have many good men on Penglai Island, and there are more people who like Miss, and Miss can't be sad for an unworthy person." ”
Zhu Mei's comfort made Xu Luhedge more and more sad. No matter how many people like you, how can it be compared to the person you like who happens to like you?