213.Chapter 213: You Shouldn't Come Back
After saying this, I stopped speaking and stood there quietly.
Pei Yuanhao also stood there quietly, with his back to me, I couldn't see any expression on his face, but I felt that the aura around him was getting tighter and tighter, almost suffocating, just when I was even having some difficulty breathing, he slowly turned around and walked in front of me again.
Those dark and deep eyes stared at me deadly, as if they wanted to see a hole in my body, and I calmly raised my head to look at him.
Although at this time, the fingertips hidden in the sleeves were already trembling.
After a long time, he suddenly snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.
It wasn't until this moment that my clutched heart sank.
After following him these days, although I may not know him, I also know a little bit about his joys and angers, and this time, he actually agreed.
This time, it was not so easy to enter Nancheng again, and the guards had probably already gotten the news, and they didn't embarrass me too much, but they still led me to a room and smoked me with medicine for a long time, and poured a bowl of black decoction that I don't know what it was, so bitter that I smacked my lips.
Until I walked into the little attic, I still had a bitter look on my face.
As soon as I pushed the door, I saw the man who was sitting at the head of the bed, but he had not seen him for a day, but I felt that he seemed to be haggard again, his eyes were deeply sunken, and there was no trace of blood on his lips, and he sat there quietly, holding a scroll of the Ranga Sutra in his hand, and the sun shone on his face through the curtains, revealing a faint light, as if it would disappear at any time.
Seeing Huang Tianba like this, my tears welled up all of a sudden.
If he is healed, smile for him; If he dies, weep for him. I said it freely, but I knew that if he did leave, I would never be able to cry just for this man.
If he dies, it may be the death of the person who knows me best in the world.
I was still standing at the door, he had already sensed something, and slowly raised his head to look at me, as if he was a little surprised, but his pale lips were still slowly pursed, and he smiled: "Qingying? β
"Huang Ye!" I hurried over, saw that his lips were chapped, and hurriedly poured him a bowl of tea for him to drink.
He took two sips, and his face was slightly bloody, and then he looked up at me: "Why did you come back again?" Didn't they say, "You've been diagnosed with no disease and have gone to Northtown?" β
I said softly, "I'm here to say goodbye to Huang Ye." β
"Goodbye?" He looked at me suspiciously, immediately understood something, nodded and said, "It's time to go." β
"Huang Ye?"
He smiled faintly: "So many things happened in Yangzhou, it won't be for no reason, and these things have delayed him without exception, I'm afraid that thousands of miles away, there will be more accidents." If you don't leave, I'm afraid the time will be fleeting. β
I didn't expect him to see things so thoroughly, I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart, but when I heard the last sentence, I was a little stunned.
Occasion? He's referring toβ
At this time, he said, "However, you really shouldn't come back. β
"Huang Ye."
"Say you're a stupid girl, you're really not smart," he smiled and said, "Are you still worried that Huang Ye has no one to take care of?" β
I bit my lower lip and shook my head.
Of course, he will not be left without someone to take care of, even if his life is on the verge of death now, in this lifeless southern city, but his residence is still elegant and comfortable, the cup of tea just poured is still a silver needle, in addition to the one in his hand, I also saw several books on the desk next to the bed.
His life, of course, will not be sad.
I'm just-