There was a faint blue floating in the teacup, and a few wisps of light smoke were warm. Take a bite of the tip of the tongue and taste the slightly sweet, and a breath of Zhilan slowly dips from the tip of the nose to the throat.

An hour and a half ago, Dongfang Yu sent a letter to ask her to meet. After meeting, she and he sat in the teahouse for an hour, and looked at each other without saying a word.

Dongfang Yu took out a bottle of white ointment, "This is the snow muscle ointment used to apply wounds." ”

Huo Qingren took it, opened the cap, and the dark fragrance floated. A faint fragrance of plum wafted out. The scene is familiar as yesterday.

On that afternoon seven years ago, Huo Qingren, who had just been beaten by the Huo family's brothers and sisters, dragged himself to his yard with an injury.

"Hey, you're called! That girl! ”

Huo Qingren was stunned and turned around, and a son in a plain blue robe sat in a wheelchair with a smile, gentle as jade. That was the first time he had seen Dongfang Yu. Huo Qingren was stunned, he had never seen such a gentle son smiling, like a ray of sunshine shining into his heart.

"Call you! Don't you hear? How to get to Rakumachien? ”

Huo Qingren was embarrassed, and when he saw that they were dressed extraordinarily, he was worried that he had collided with the nobles. If so, I'm afraid I'll be beaten again.

The little servant glared at her dissatisfiedly: "Why are the people of Huohou Mansion so unruly?" ”

"Xiao Anzi!" The voice is slightly unpleasant.

"Say hello to the childe, and go around the verandah on the right to the west."

"Miss Xie, my slave has been spoiled by me, please don't mind."

Huo Qingren blessed his body, "The son is too worried." ”

"Girl's injury, you need to give birth to medicine, if you have a scar, it's not good for your daughter's family."

Huo Qingren nodded and thanked him, revealing a wry smile, what is this injury? The injuries on her body are shocking.

"If the girl doesn't dislike it, there is a snow cream here that is most suitable for wound healing and will not leave scars."

It was that afternoon that a bottle of snow cream made a man named Dongfang Yu live in her heart.

"Sekka cream, I don't seem to have used it in a long time."

"If you didn't get hurt again, I didn't give it to you again."

Huo Qingren's throat was astringent: "Are you giving it to me?" It should be said that it is for Jun Niansheng! ”

Dongfang Yu didn't speak, it was a tacit acquiescence.

"So that's really the case, I'm just the object of your momentary confusion." It's ridiculous, this man she has been infatuated with for seven years and in love for seven years. He is nothing more than placing his feelings for another woman on her!

"Looks like you already knew, yes, I thought you were her." Dongfang Yu said lightly.

"What a thought I was her!" Huo Qingren bit his lip to prevent tears from flowing out: "You suddenly broke into my world, give me all your love, and tell me when I pay my heart, I'm sorry you love the wrong person!" You'd be fine, wave your sleeves and leave, but what about me? ”

"Sheng'er, she's my obsession in my last life."

"Have you ever seen her in the past seven years with me instead of the previous one?"

Dongfang Yu was extremely calm: "No." ”

"Dongfang Yu, I hate you, but I hate myself even more. Even if you know that I'm just the object of your mistake. There's still you here. Huo Qingren pointed to his heart, and a line of tears slid down his cheeks.

Huo Qingren's face turned pale, and there were bursts of colic in his heart. A stream of crimson blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the table.

"Qingren," Dongfang Yu was about to stretch out his hand. was blocked by Huo Qingren.

"The Jade King is self-respecting." When he raised his eyes, he was as cold as ice.