It's just that she often dreams of the moment when he raises his eyes and looks at him with a stunned smile.

Then, time flew forward.

One day, her best friend suddenly told her happily and shyly that she was in love.

She was happy and happy for her, and the two girls were head to head to each other, talking to each other about their sweethearts.

At that time, the autumn light was just right, and outside the window was the ginkgo trees that shaded the sky, and the ground was full of yellow.

The young diplomat star-eyed and sword-eyed, Lang Yan was unique, and came from the overwhelming gold.

She stood up ecstatically and watched as he walked towards her with a lily in his hand.

Her tears of joy were about to fall, and she couldn't help but want to run towards him, but she heard the delicate voice of her best friend, which was so soft that it almost dripped water.

"Xue Jiao, he is what I told you, that, that person"

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl stood there stiffly as if she had fallen into an ice cave, watching her best friend shyly meet her, and watching her sweetheart give her the lily in her hand.

He kissed her, and there was a lot of tenderness in his eyes, like a galaxy in the sky falling into his pupils.

Even if she has never been in love, she knows that this is the gaze she only has when she looks at her sweetheart.

She could clearly hear the sound of something shattering, hideous, cruel, and merciless.

She stood there ridiculously, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was so ridiculous.

She even stretched out her hand slightly, which was even more ridiculous.

She didn't know how she was going to get back to normal, and she saw the man's gaze fall on her face, but it was completely unfamiliar.

It's as if this is the first time they've met.

He didn't remember the girl who threw a peach blossom at him on the bank of the stream in the spring.

She smiled bitterly, and quickly adjusted her mood, greeted him generously, and teased her best friend.

No one noticed her abnormality, only she knew that a person's broken heart could never heal again.

In fact, later, she also secretly wanted to save her crush who died before she even started.

She asked him if he remembered what had happened in the spring, as if she had no intention of it.

But he looked dazed and shook his head firmly.

It turned out that she never forgot what she imprinted in her heart, but to him, it was not worth anything at all, and he didn't even bother to remember it.

She never asked him again.

Then, they went to study and started a family, and they all went to the imperial capital.

Gradually, it returned to its former intimacy.

Good girlfriends still regard her as their best friend and trust her very much.

But only she knows that she can't go back.

Her hatred and jealousy for her were like a poisonous snake that had penetrated into her heart, and from time to time it would come out and bite her fiercely.

Fu Xuejiao slowly opened her eyes and looked around the carved beams and painted walls.

No matter how pampered and envied these years are.

The vacant piece in her heart will never be filled.

In this life, she can't compete with her, she can't win against her.

But what does it matter, she will send Jiayan to the most honorable position.

She would watch her daughter be bullied and not be able to die well.

In the end, she still wins!

There was the sound of rain knocking on the window glass again, and Fu Xuejiao slowly stood up and walked to the window.

The window was not fully closed, and cold water wafted in and hit her face.

Jia Yan, I should have arrived at the eldest prince's residence at this moment.

Fu Xuejiao raised her hand, her hand tightened her grip on the window frame, and the edge of the window was on the soft flesh of her palm, dull and painful.

Yu Jiayan got out of the car, and the maid in the mansion had already opened the big umbrella and carefully escorted her to the wet ground and walked towards the bright lights.

The eldest prince stood on the steps, with a silver-gray shirt and black trousers, making his figure long, like a jade mountain.

Jia Yan raised his eyes, a sparkling smile bloomed in his eyes, and before he reached the bottom of the stairs, he stretched out his hand to him.

The eldest prince walked down the steps with a smile and gently grasped the snow-white soft wattle that stretched out from the cloak.

The beauty is like a flower across the clouds, and from a distance, I saw her blue cloak, moon-white blouse and pine-blue long skirt, step by step, as if a lotus was born under her feet.

"It's raining, why are you still running this trip, what's the matter, if you call me, will I still push back?"

The eldest prince wrapped her snow-white little hand in the palm of his hand, gently warmed it, Jiayan's face was flushed, his head was lowered, and his long hair slid down his shoulders like satin.

The eldest prince helped her take off the cloak with his own hands, hugged her slender waist from behind, pressed his chin on her shoulder blades, and whispered: "Jiayan, I like you so much." ”

Jia Yan's face gradually turned red, but the joy in her eyes could not be concealed, she obediently let him hug her, and let his breath tease all her defenses.

She, how could she not be like this, like him so much.

"The Great Prince"

"I have a lot of words, and only the closest family members know, Jiayan, you can call me like this in the future"

Yu Jiayan only felt that his heart was like a soft river embankment that had been soaked, and it collapsed and collapsed in an instant, and there was no longer any power to resist.

"Chongjin"

Jia Yan whispered weakly, but her soft lips were suddenly covered by hot lips, and her nerves seemed to be burned, and her brain exploded blank.

"Jiayan, when you were fourteen years old, I wanted you for the first time I saw you"

Yu Jiayan felt a sudden chill on her body, and when she returned to her place in a daze, she found that she was lying on the big bed in the bedroom at some point, and all the clothes on her body were stripped naked.

Jiayan was shocked, trembling with fear, and calling his name with tears in his eyes: "Chongjin, I'm afraid of Chongjin"

"Good."

The eldest prince leaned down and gently kissed the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "There will be a little pain Jiayan endure obediently, I will make Jiayan comfortable"

Yu Jiayan was fascinated by the confusion of his kiss, and muttered indistinctly: "Hmm"

The rain outside the window was beating the plantains, and the water was dripping under the eaves, and the sound was slow until dawn.

Yu Jiayan was extremely pitiful, with a dazzling blood mark on the sheets, mottled marks on her body from top to bottom, and a little tear stain on the side of the pillow.

The eldest prince slowly put on his nightgown and glanced at the young and delicate girl on the bed.

It turns out that this lotus-like girl who was raised in front of the Buddha and was not stained with the dust of the world, I am afraid that even the female branch girl cannot be compared to the female branch girl.

She bit him really tightly just now.

The eldest prince chuckled, lit a cigarette and walked to the terrace.

When did the rain fall and when did it stop.

He didn't know anything.