Xiuxiu knew that everyone was worried about her, and she had tried her best to suppress her sadness, but when she thought of her master's desperate departure, her heart still hurt like a knife.

Her eyes were full of red, and her eyes were full of sadness.

From beginning to end, the people she wants to marry are masters!

Huo Beichen sat beside her silently, handed her a handkerchief from time to time, and sat for a long time before he whispered, "Xiuxiu, do you know what the highest level of loving someone is?" ”

Xiuxiu wiped the corners of her red eyes and looked at him, and asked in a dumb voice, "What is it?" ”

"Yes, since you like your master, you should fulfill his choice, his choice has his choices and hardships, you like him so much, are you willing to force him, willing to make his conscience uneasy?"

Xiuxiu raised her eyes to look at him, and wanted to shed tears again, "I'm reluctant, I want to fulfill him, but I'm so sad, what should I do, woo woo woo ......"

"It's okay, I'll stay with you."

He raised his hand and gently pressed her head into his arms, "Let's only be sad today, and we won't be sad tomorrow, okay, otherwise, your master will be even more sad when he sees you so sad." ”

"Well, then you let me cry for a while, wow......"

Xiuxiu rubbed all her tears and snot onto his new red clothes.

I don't know if it's because of the faint fragrance of flowers on his body, or because his chest is too warm, Xiuxiu lay there, whimpering and whimpering, and accidentally fell asleep.

Huo Beichen motionless let her lie on her stomach for a while, suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at the eaves, the corners of her lips slightly hooked up a touch of coldness, leaned over and gently picked up the little person in her arms, and went straight into the big red wedding room inside.

On the roof, in the corner of the eaves, a red dress hunted and flew in the night wind.

Pei Lang stood on it, I don't know how long he stood there, as if he had become a sculpture.

Gu Mingzhu stood at the gate of the courtyard and was slightly surprised when she heard Huo Beichen's words of comfort to Xiuxiu.

This Xiao Wudan is very philosophical, very comforting, and very cultured, not like a fatherless and motherless street child who can only sing.

The opera troupe in Ruyi Building is made up of the best people in all over the country who know how to sing, this Huo Beichen, she asked Boss Nan to check, it is indeed the troupe owner who bought it when he was a child and followed him to learn to sing.

It may be that the little guy is talented and intelligent, and he understands the life from opera.

Gu Mingzhu was slightly relieved when she saw Xiuxiu falling asleep.

Sleep Yuan knows that everything is empty, and hopes that Xiuxiu will be a good man when he gets up tomorrow.

Gu Mingzhu left here and went to his father's yard instead.

Gu Lingyun is the most free and poetic person in the entire Gu family, and his interest since he was a child is not to walk darts, but to play in the mountains and rivers.

During this time in Shengjing, I took Xiao Fengfeng to visit Shengjing, and wrote many good poems that I felt could last for centuries.

At the moment, I am sorting out my poetry collection, copying it out little by little, to see if I can take it to the bookstore to publish it as a book and distribute it for sale.

fantasized that he was a blockbuster, famous in Beijing, and fantasized that his poetry collection was popular and famous for centuries, and the whole person was a little fluttering.

Once she became famous, the old lady would never say that she was the rice worm of Gufu again.

Miss Xiaorou was by his side to help him study ink, and gently discussed with him the words and artistic conception in the poems, and he became more and more impressed by Miss Xiaorou's talent.

Miss Xiaorou was waiting for him by Zhuzhu's side, he refused to do it at first, and after so much contact, he felt that he was simply blind.