A series of questions swirled in Yang Jingyue's mind, he thought for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Mengdie, ...... Do you have a sweetheart?"

Is it because she has a sweetheart, so she resolutely refuses to be his princess, even if it is just a princess in name, is it because she has a sweetheart, so she thinks of him at this moment, and she will show such tenderness......?

Hearing Yang Jingyue's question at first glance, Zhuang Mengdie retracted her thoughts, her eyes full of tenderness and the gentle smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared in an instant, she couldn't help but be stunned, and after being slightly distracted, she smiled deeply at Yang Jingyue, which was regarded as an answer to his question.

"Sure enough......" The expression on Yang Jingyue's face was a little heartbroken, and then she shook her head helplessly, and said in frustration: "It may only be a relationship that can make you who originally had great ambitions willing to be ordinary......

Affection is armor and weakness, and it is like covered with water, once it is stained, love or not love, it is difficult to recover it......

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Yang Jingyue in front of her, still smiling and silent, even she herself was unexpected, she thought that she would do everything possible to hide her feelings, but on the contrary, after her inner emotions were perceived by Yang Jingyue, she did not panic too much or hide it, but acquiesced calmly and calmly.

This kind of reaction seems to be an instinct, and she can't be allowed to measure the gains and losses rationally, and she is as intelligent as her, and she doesn't even think about how she will answer the sweetheart who made her willing to give up everything she was keen to chase if Yang Jingyue asked.

Zhuang Mengdie didn't think about it, didn't consider the trade-offs, so she acquiesced in this feeling, and showed the tenderness and sweetness of falling in love on her face, and gave Yang Jingyue an answer with this silence.

"Mengdie, you never thought that your current love came at the right time?" Yang Jingyue sighed meaningfully and asked slowly.

Zhuang Mengdie, as an insider, naturally knows that the relationship between her and Zhuang Feiyu at this moment is not at the right time, let alone Yang Jingyue, who is an outsider?

Even if she has to weigh and choose, as early as that night, when she heard Zhuang Feiyu say that she would never regret it, she had no hesitation and never regretted it.

After seeing Zhuang Mengdie's body obviously stiffen a little as he asked that sentence, Yang Jingyue's smile became both sad and tired, he closed his eyes deeply, and opened them again, "Mengdie, your first reaction when you heard this sentence was so nervous...... Do you think I'm going to kill your sweetheart for my own wishful thinking about you?"

Zhuang Mengdie didn't go to see Yang Jingyue, but narrowed her eyes slightly, she didn't say anything, she didn't deny it, it was equivalent to her approval of Yang Jingyue's statement in her heart.

Yang Jingyue's heart was deeply pierced again, even more heartbroken than when she knew that Zhuang Mengdie had a sweetheart......

If she wanted, he was willing to give up everything for her, but she would really think that he would hurt her sweetheart selfishly without caring about her feelings. The only Chinese network

In her heart, she was so narrow-minded, so untrustworthy, so ruthless and unjust?

For his unintentional words, his nerves tensed, his body stiffened, and even the worst could be imagined......

Yang Jingyue has not forgotten the days when she was a child, the days when they were happy and playing together, the days when she was still in Yunwangfu, and the days when she accompanied him in this deep palace, she accompanied him to make lanterns and patiently coaxed him......

He has not forgotten anything about her, she has always been so important in his heart, so important that he is willing to give up everything for her, he is willing to listen to what she says, and he is willing to do it. The only thing he had to do was that he still wanted her to be by his side.

What did he do wrong? Why did Zhuang Mengdie distrust him so much, and was so suspicious of him? Did she really want to alienate him, or even want to have nothing to do with him? Even if she just wanted to shelter her under her wings and protect her, she didn't want to accept it, refused to believe it, and even reacted so precautionarily because of her own words?

Between him and her, since he can no longer call her "Fluttershy", there's no going back.

If she was still the useless Yang Jingyue back then, would she still be relieved of him and let him be by her side? Obviously, she forced herself to become stronger, just to protect her well, but when she really did it and had the ability to shelter her, she really lost her......

Isn't that the saddest thing in the world more so?

Yang Jingyue's heart ached, he took a few deep breaths, and said with a tired expression: "That's it, today's weather is not as good as I imagined, so I won't let go of this paper kite." ”

Zhuang Mengdie naturally knew that this paper kite could not be released, after all, inviting her to put the paper kite was just Yang Jingyue's superficial meaning, she couldn't accompany Yang Jingyue to put the paper kite alone, and Yang Jingyue couldn't take her and Li Qiushuang to put the paper kite together.

Zhuang Mengdie walked back to the wall full of paper kites, and slowly hung the lifelike eagle paper kite back on the wall.

Yang Jingyue walked back to the table with a heavy step, and sat on the chair weakly, his voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible trembling, and said in a low voice: "Mengdie, if you really like him, I can give you a marriage, if you don't want to live in the palace, I can also build you a mansion near the palace." ”

"Mengdie, you should know that I really want to be good for you, even if you don't choose my ......"

Zhuang Mengdie pursed her lips, and the hand under her sleeve was tightly clenched into a fist, she secretly warned herself that she must not be soft-hearted at this time, and she must not hesitate. can't be gullible because of Yang Jingyue's promise, nor can she be soft-hearted for a while because of the infinite sadness of his voice, as long as she nods at this moment and lets Yang Jingyue know the truth, then what will follow will be a turbulent storm, enough to swallow herself and Zhuang Feiyu.

Zhuang Mengdie's hand under the sleeve clenched into a fist, her right hand, the original flawless right hand, now has a shallow scar, which was left by her holding the bottle of the amnesia pill, that scar, no longer reminds her all the time, in the palm of her hand, tightly holding the future of her and Zhuang Feiyu, although she knows that this dream will be shattered one day.