Chapter 54: Singing to the Wine

In the silver moonlight, the lines of soft candlelight are staggered, and the group shuttles unhurriedly in the deep corridors.

At a glance, he saw Xuanyuan Che on his side bent his elbows leaning on the armrest to support his forehead, his good-looking brows were tightly locked, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, as if there were many melancholy that could not be dissolved, and the pair of pretending to be disabled legs were covered under the thick blanket, not daring to move a minute, such a pretence, he was used to it, he thought about it, his heart couldn't help but sour, why wasn't it like this? I am used to such a numb life, I am used to living with someone else's mask like this, even if I am tired and dying, I have to pretend to be happy to live, life is a kind of torture, and death is not a relief

Back in the courtyard, Xuanyuan Che waved his hand tiredly, regardless of whether there was a me on his side, motioned for the guards to carry him into his courtyard, and in the moonlight, the swaying chair disappeared into the corner of the main hall

"King"

Mei Xiang on the side looked at the chair walking away, looking at me, and just wanted to speak, I raised my hand slightly and interrupted her.

"Go get me some hot water, I want to take a shower. "Sitting on the mat all night, my knees were sore, sore and numb, and my body was sore, and I endured the pain and got up almost with it, and moved off the soft seat.

"Yes" Mei Xiang looked at me like this, frowned a little worriedly, and finally blessed herself and beckoned the guards to withdraw from the main courtyard.

The hazy moonlight can always evoke the sadness in people's hearts, misty, but like an invisible hand, pinching your heart tightly, making you unable to breathe, and the pain is unspeakable

The tip of the nose lingers with a faint earthy aroma mixed with the slightest fragrance of osmanthus, the moon is hanging round and bright in the sky, with a wordless dream, but why my heart will be astringent, sour and even the corners of the eyes

Slowly moving the feet as heavy as the lead, the cool breeze blowing in the face, wiped the moisture from the corners of the eyes, the Mid-Autumn Festival is the time for the reunion of thousands of families, but I can only be alone, accompanied by nothing more than the bleak autumn wind, if it weren't for the Li family, I wouldn't have ended up like this, my only warmth, nothing more than a steamed bun given to me by Cui's, a loving look, but this qiē was ruined by the Li family

This is retribution, such a picture flashed in his head, a rich girl, dressed beautifully and unusually, magnificent, in the marble paved lobby, with sharp high heels, kept kicking the body of a maid and Bai Ruorong seemed to have such a face, a vicious face, so familiar Isn't that me I remember, at that time, my name was Susanna

It's retribution, my eyes blurred for a while, I stubbornly raised my head, looking at the moon that was like day, God was really not ambiguous at all, and I really had the eyes to reflect what I had experienced on my body, so that I could see clearly how despicable I was

What qualifications do I have, I hate this, I hate to see myself like this, I want to go back to the era when I can be proud, I can laugh when I want, I can cry when I want to cry, I don't want to make trouble when I want to make trouble, I don't want to live in such a painful life with psychological crimes

Life is like a heart lock, locking me, I want to escape where is my way back?

Raise your hand, wipe away the tears rolling out of my eyes, I want to go back, get out of here, I want to ask why he betrayed me, whether he ever loved me, what love is in his eyes! I just died like that, I was unwilling to be reconciled