"But he's dead." Xiao Yi suddenly laughed sarcastically, and each word he spoke was like a sharp knife piercing Zhao Pei's chest, "He left you alone. He doesn't want you anymore."
The woman in front of him did not react at all, her black hair blocking her eyes. Although he could not see her expression, he could see that her hands hanging at her sides were clenched into fists, her nails dug deep into her palms, and soon blood began to flow.
"I know." Zhao Pei murmured sadly, not knowing whether she was talking to Xiao Yi or to herself, "He left me. I lost... everything."
Hearing this, his anger immediately rose and he could no longer control himself. He stretched out his hands and firmly grasped her thin shoulders, lifting her up from the couch. "You still have Hanzhen, you still have Fangdeng." You still have me. Zhao Pei's body trembled slightly, as if she was biting her lip and crying, because she was so decadent because of another man that Xiao Yi was annoyed and angry for no reason. "Look up at me. Xu Zhao Pei."
Xiao Yi ordered her coldly: "Look up. Look at me."
Zhao Pei raised her dim eyes, her chaotic gaze wandering on Xiao Yi's well-defined face. She saw his anger, his annoyance, his sadness, his jealousy, his madness, his loss of control. She smiled bleakly: "Xiao Yi... Thank you." Zhao Pei wanted to reach out and touch his eyebrows, just like in countless nights, she could always see such a face in her dreams, peaceful and gentle. She was full of thoughts and always told him half-truthfully that she liked him.
But she couldn't let herself fall in love with him. Zhao Pei's heart had long been filled with one person, leaving no room for anyone else. And now, he was gone. All that was left was a huge hole in her chest, so empty that it tore her heart apart.
She slowly reached out her hand to touch his cheek, but finally backed off. "I'm tired..." So, she didn't dare to think about those romantic days anymore. She wanted to heal her wounds, heal her wounds well...
Xiao Yi gradually calmed down and relaxed his grip, but Zhao Pei's sorrowful whisper came to his ears: "Xiao Yi, I'm sorry." The wisps of despair and loneliness wrapped around his body.
Xiao Yi wanted to sneer, but his body sank. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the pale woman leaning on his chest, lost in a trance. Why, saying sorry? He wanted to know the answer, but he couldn't bear to wake up the lonely woman in his arms. He thought that this was the last time he indulged her, but the fact was not so. As long as he saw her, he could only endure and make concessions without principles. Only then did he realize that he was so cowardly.
It seems that he was deeply bewitched.
The night enveloped them in the deepest sorrow. They embraced each other for a whole night but were still unable to warm each other's hearts.
》》》》》》》》》Relax for a while below.
Characters: Qu, Zhaopei, Hanzhen, Xiao Yi.
Qu: Haha, I'm really sorry for all the hard work you've done recently. Qu didn't mean it.
Zhao Pei: ... (crying), you did it on purpose...
Qu: Well, Hanzhen, tell me, this is what history is like.
Han Zhen Ai Qu, despise: unofficial history...
Qu (angrily): If it weren't for the unofficial history, you wouldn't exist. Don't show off.
Hanzhen: I'm doing well in modern times. You dragged me here, and I'm worried every day. How dare you say that? (Hanzhen's extra chapter will be uploaded later.)
Song: ... Let me show you Xiao Yi's elegance and handsomeness. Isn't it good to see some handsome men
Xiao Yi, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, with a cold look in his eyes, his voice was icy: These boring conversations. What a waste of time. I still have a lot of things to do, and I won't accompany you three women to make trouble.
As he passed by Qu, he said coldly: Why are you dithering? When will you make Zhao Pei change her mind
Qu sneered unmoved: It depends on your performance. Otherwise, I will just keep wasting time, who is afraid of who! (After saying this, he slipped away before someone could use his iceberg eyes...) (To be continued)