Chapter 31: The Second Breakup

Han Jing'er was absentmindedly laughing softly with Xiaohong, but peeked at the door from time to time with anxiety. She didn't know if she guessed right, but she knew that the two men in the room must be talking about something important. She couldn't help but want to eavesdrop, but his heart was pounding like a deer, and he was very timid, afraid to hear the bad result. Her heart had never been so disturbed, so worried about the relationship between two men, and she didn't want the slightest unhappiness between them. She didn't know when the journey had become as important as her father in her heart, and it was indispensable. She couldn't help but look at the door in a daze.

Xiaohong saw Han Jing'er wandering, and teased softly: "Our chivalrous girl is going to become a little daughter-in-law, but unfortunately there are no flowers at this time." ”

Han Jing'er was itchy by Xiaohong's heart, and her face was full of shame. When she was about to take revenge, she saw Han Jingshan walking out of the room angrily, and her face suddenly turned a little pale. She walked a few steps in front of Han Jingshan, but she didn't know what to say for a while, and she felt a grievance for no reason, and she almost wanted to cry.

When Han Jingshan saw his daughter's appearance, his anger disappeared, and his heart was sour. The daughter's mother died in childbirth, and the loving eyes of the lady who looked at her daughter before her death pierced his heart deeply, and since then he cherished his daughter as his life and never let her suffer a little grievance. Now looking at his daughter's tearful eyes, he feels guilty, but his heart has been filled with world events, he sighed helplessly, caressed his daughter's shoulder, but in the end he couldn't say a word of comfort, so he had to sigh again and leave quickly.

Han Jing'er looked at her father's distant back, and finally burst into tears.

Xiaohong was at a loss, she had never seen two fathers and daughters like this, and she didn't know how to comfort Han Jing'er for a while, so she could only call softly, "Miss." He handed over a handkerchief.

Han Jing'er wiped her tears, calmed her mood, walked into the room quickly, and saw that Mitu was waiting for her quietly. Han Jing'er didn't say a word, just stared at Mitu quietly, waiting for an answer.

Mitu's mood is very complicated, and the girl in front of her has long been deep in her heart. Her beauty, her intelligence, her gentleness and delicacy, and her pure heart, intoxicated him like a spring of flowing water, and made his heart deep. But now he has to leave, he has to leave this girl who he loves deeply. He read everything from Han Jing'er's eyes, this was a deep hurt, he really couldn't bear it, but what could he do, he really couldn't stay here, he couldn't go against his heart, I was afraid that it would leave a deeper pain.

In the end, Mitu relented and said softly: "Jing'er, I'm leaving." ”

"Did your father drive you away?"

"No, it's me who has to leave. ”

"Why?"

"I can't walk the same path as you. ”

"Are you against the revenge of the Han family?"

"No, no objection. ”

"Why is that?"

"I am against an alliance with Mongolia. ”

Han Jing'er was speechless and helpless, this is a major matter in the teaching, and it cannot be controlled by her. She can understand Mitu's heart, but she can't change everything in front of her, but she has no tears at this time, she doesn't resent Mitu, but chooses to respect his insistence.

Han Jing'er asked to send Mitu down the mountain, but Mitu did not object, which was also what he wanted, and the two had no scruples and walked hand in hand.

The sunset hung far away, silently looking at the two young hearts, as if blessings. The mountains are so still, and the wind is so light. The white clouds in the sky had turned red, red like fire, but still still. Two young figures walked slowly.

"Jing'er, can you come with me?" Mi Tu plucked up his courage.

"No, I can't abdicate my responsibilities. Han Jing'er's heart was in tears.

Mitu silently looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, his heart didn't hurt.

The sunset stands far away on the top of the mountain, which seems to tell her infinite nostalgia and nostalgia for all the beauty in this world.

In the end, Mi Tu had no choice but to travel far away and did not dare to turn back.

Han Jing'er quietly looked at the fading back and did not move for a long time. There is no sound in this world, there is no color, the sunset is dim, everything is hazy, only the disappearing back is constantly shaking in front of the eyes, two crystal tears hang on the face, refusing to drip for a long time, that is a kind of nostalgia, a kind of concern, a kind of sorrow, a kind of sadness, but also a kind of pain. This man has only had two contacts with himself, but both of them are in front of life and death. The first time was when he was in the dilemma of death and no life, it was this man who stepped forward, saved himself, and accompanied him through the life and death barrier. It was that time that planted the bitter fruit for this man, and he had a second meeting, and he pulled him back from the threshold of life and death.

For a month, I was almost inseparable from this man, seeing his weakness, his life was almost unsustainable, and it was his careful care, joys and sorrows with his life, that made him gradually have the fluctuation of life and restore the vitality of the past. Now this man is gone again, on the road alone, the lonely back seems to have taken away the most precious thing in her life, making her heart so empty, as if the world has become dull and colorless with the departure of this man, just like the sunset that is about to set, losing its dazzling light and heat.

The breeze stirred her jet-black hair, fluttering lightly in the setting sun, and a lone shadow gradually elongated, illusory and confused.

The temperature was gradually getting cooler, and the maid Xiaohong couldn't bear to disturb Han Jing'er. In the past month, she has seen the joys and sorrows of the young lady. At the beginning, he was covered in blood and was seriously injured and dying, and his life was like a gossamer, and the young lady did not untie her clothes, took care of them, and wept silently. Later, the signs of Mitu's life gradually became stronger, and the young lady had some smiles, especially when the first time Mitu woke up, the young lady was even more tearful, smiling like a flower. The first time he saw Miss, he was so happy, it was a smile from the bottom of his heart, and that smile was so beautiful, even she was a woman. Now that she has gone and left alone, she can understand Miss's mood at this time, so she didn't bother, but just accompanied Miss to be secretly sad. She could feel the silence of heaven and earth, and the sadness of Miss.

A ballad echoes silently: "Chilling cicadas." On the long pavilion late, the showers first rested. The capital tent has no clue, and the nostalgia and the blue boat are urging. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times. Even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who to say. ”

"Jing'er, Jing'er. However, an urgent call broke the silence.

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