That's the case, because the presence of the heroine Fengqi and the female supporting actress is really Gao Tang Xiaoyi's basically no appearance, and the DODO adventure team basically has no sense of existence. So I decided to rewrite it, as for why not delete the previous one because it's too troublesome, and I can get to know Ah Ling, because the rewrite place is exactly the same as Ah Ling's point of view.

Finally, I will talk about the ending, Ah Ling will be gone, and Fengqi will die. Tang Xiaoyi is unknown.

Ensure that the pit will never be abandoned in the future.

If you want to see Tang Xiaoyi's capriciousness next door to Charles IX, the super-high existence.

……

The pearl rain flowers hit the bluestone slab, jumped on the fingertips, and a beam of light reflected into her eyes, forming brown glass.

The slender fingers gently grasped the cup, and the mist was swirling, like the delicate thin lips of rose petals, forming a perfect arc.

The tea in her hand never moved, and Liuli stared at the mist with her eyes, leaning lazily on the chair, and someone next to her held up an umbrella for her. Delicate and small, repairing the dragon and phoenix are auspicious.

Rare sun rain.

With a crisp "bump", she gently placed the teacup on the table next to her.

On the surface, it looks very pleasant.

The hand of the boy next to him holding the handle of the umbrella seemed to tighten.

Her beautiful eyes flowed, the fragrance of tea lingered on the tip of her nose, and the warmth of tea remained in her hands.

"Why don't you drink it?" Unable to hold his breath, he couldn't help but speak first, "You obviously like the tea I brew very much." ”

At last I glanced at him, my eyes drooping slightly, as if I didn't want to look directly into the young man's eyes. She pursed her lips and turned her head away mechanically.

"But Wing has been dead for so many years, you don't need to waste your time for your promise to that girl! Wing won't be coming back, and she's not coming back! What the hell are you waiting for? The young man couldn't help yelling, his eyes were slightly red, he gritted his teeth, and his body trembled slightly.

There was no expression on her face, she stroked her hair, her eyes were covered with glass, and her hand gently pressed her lips: "You won't understand, she will definitely come back." Shhhhh ”

The boy was surprised, and he didn't hide his surprise, and the blue tendons on his forehead twitched slightly, obviously trying to endure his anger.

"Her Royal Highness is coming back soon...... What kind of gift should I prepare? He muttered to himself, not knowing whether he was asking the boy or himself, and his voice sounded like a clear spring, "Is wing dead, oh, it's dead." He'll be back, though, for the sake of the kids. ”

"It doesn't have to be the children, maybe it's for her? Having met so many women, who knows who he is waiting for in front of Meng Po? Then there was another self-talk, seemingly lively and lovely tone. Who knows what's going on in Wing's heart, you know? Oh, you won't know, because you hate wings yourself, right? ”

She turned her head suddenly, and her glass eyes stared at him, unable to see clearly...... He couldn't make out what her expression was like.

However, how could she possibly have an expression.

With a low and hoarse voice like a cello, the words are still vivid: "I want her to be sad, but I don't want her to be sad." ”

At that time, the wing was already dying. She didn't tell him, in fact, her grief has nothing to do with you.

Where does the obsession come from?

Wing, she pursed her lips, almost thinking of her when she thought of it. The little girl who threatened her to wait for her.

"You......" the boy looked at her in amazement, "what are you talking about...... yes, I do hate wing. ”

As for why, he never said. She never asked him, either.

In fact, in his heart, he still hoped that she could ask him, he didn't want to hold it in his heart and not be able to vomit, this feeling put a lot of pressure on him.

"Get ready, get ready to welcome Her Royal Highness." She got up and picked up the teacup, the mist still lingering and drifting, the fragrance overflowing, refreshing.

She poured the tea on the bluestone red brick without hesitation, touch! The teacup shattered to the ground, and a faint voice was heard: "The tea to greet Her Royal Highness the princess, don't be so unpleasant and useless!" ”

The boy put away his umbrella, and the raindrops fell down his silky hair.

"I hate wing because of her...... Didn't you find out. ”

Mumbled, what ridiculous self-righteousness.

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