【Ding! +5 opinion, currently 70/100]

The data shows that Ye Yihang has long been in love with Su Daji.

But he didn't know it.

He has never been attracted to anyone, and he has never known what it is like to like someone, so he didn't realize at all that he had not despised her in his heart, but had been unconsciously attracted to her.

Ye Yihang, who had no experience, suffered from psychological torture that did not actually exist for no reason, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to deal with the relationship between himself and Su Daji for a while.

A gust of wind rose, blowing the word "peach" on the ground.

The small, light scrap of paper floated up and fell directly into the nearby stream, rushing down happily with the current.

"Huh?"

Ye Yihang immediately chased after him, regardless of the danger that his wound would get wet and infected at any time, he didn't even have time to pull up his trouser legs, and stepped into the stream with overlapping stones with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Bend over and fish.

But the water deliberately went against him, and slipped out of the gap between his fingers with a small piece of paper.

He chased it for several more meters before finally succeeding in catching it.

It's just that the handwriting on it has been soaked in water and has melted a little, so I can't see it clearly.

It seems to indicate that the relationship between the two of them has been cut off.

Thinking of this, Ye Yihang's heart suddenly throbbed.

He didn't have time to think deeply, though.

In case other pieces of paper also suffered the same disaster, Ye Yihang stepped onto the shore in three or two steps and began to pick up all the broken pieces.

It's a big job.

Su Daji was ruthless, and she didn't leave a little room for both parties, or rather, herself.

The already small piece of agreement paper was torn and torn by her, and the largest piece was only the size of a fingernail, and she sprinkled it vigorously in all directions.

This is bitter Ye Yihang, he can only be like planting seedlings, bending over, bowing his head and sweeping forward little by little.

Picking up a handful of confetti, he was just trying to find a safe place to store it when he saw a bright pink in the crack of the stone.

It was the embroidered pouch that Su Daji had taken out before, which was originally used to hold the marriage agreement.

He watched her take out of the most intimate little clothes with his own eyes, which shows how much he cherishes and protects him on weekdays.

But now, it is being discarded on the ground at will.

Ye Yihang leaned over and picked it up and patted the dirt on it.

A pink and lovely peach with fresh green leaves jumped into his eyes.

He stroked the rough thumb with the calloused on it, and he could feel the fine and solid stitches.

In front of me, the scene of Su Daji sitting under the lamp, with happiness and joy on her face, and a little shy smile, carefully embroidered.

used such a painstaking thing to pretend to be a marriage agreement with herself, which shows that she takes the marriage contract of the two people very seriously.

And he hurt her like that.

Ye Yihang clenched the small peach cloth bag, and the pain in his eyes could not be hidden.

【Ding! +5 opinion, currently 75/100]

In such a short period of time, the system heard the prompt sound of the progress bar twice in a row, and they were almost angry.

What a mess of brain supplements!

That's whether the heroine embroidered well or not!

How could a vixen be so lazy to do such a thing!