It was obviously not a pretty face, but it still had a soft fleshy face, but it made a certain part of his heart collapse instantly.
The negative emotions and darkness that had accumulated over the past few days were suppressed at this moment.
Just because…
Her tears were too hot.
It also burned his soul.
"Han Fei."
He called her name softly.
Han Fei wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and said with a broken voice: "Don't call my name! Don't call me in this tone! I'm angry! I'm furious! I'm leaving!"
With that said, Han Fei turned around, as if she was really going to leave.
"clatter."
The hand that was hanging down was grabbed suddenly.
Han Fei turned her back to him, but there was a touch of ecstasy in her eyes that could not be concealed.
He grabbed her hand and slowly tightened it, getting tighter and tighter. Han Fei felt a little pain, but she was unwilling to break away. She opened her mouth and said against her will: "What are you grabbing me for? You let me I’m leaving! Then I’m leaving!”
He half-closed his eyes and said softly: "Stay."
Han Fei snorted heavily, and tried her best to pretend to be disdainful in her crying voice, saying: "I will leave as soon as you let me, and stay as soon as you let me. Who do you think I am!"
Qin Che didn't answer, but held her hand tighter.
Finally, he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
Han Fei's tears were on the verge of bursting again. She had been waiting for this apology for so long that she was almost desperate.
But now she doesn't need to say sorry.
She wanted more, more, more.
"anything else."
Qin Che didn't answer.
Han Fei couldn't help it anymore, turned around suddenly, looked at him stubbornly, and said seriously, word by word: "Qin Che, there is more."
Qin Che still didn't speak.
Han Fei looked up to the sky, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "I will wait."
Both of them understood what this sentence meant.
Qin Che sighed and finally let go of his hand. He slowly tightened his grip on the armchair and said, "Han Fei, you will regret it."
I will regret stepping into his dirty world.
Han Fei smiled wildly and said: "In this world, there are only things I don't want to do, and there is nothing I regret."
As soon as these words were spoken, Han Fei felt a little uncontrollable. With a pop, she knelt on the ground, still kneeling on one knee.
She was a little stunned.
This was an action she was not prepared to make.
She thought with some horror, could it be that the function of that damn scene assistant has not been completed yet!
Qin Che was also stunned when he saw Han Fei kneeling down.
When Han Fei was about to open her mouth to explain that her foot just slipped for a moment, she couldn't get the words out of her mouth.
Han Fei's heart was full of "Fuck!"
All the grievances, sadness and pretentious emotions disappeared, leaving only panic!
It's coming, it's coming, this long-lost feeling of being unable to control myself! What's going to happen again!
Han Fei's face turned pale, but in Qin Che's eyes, it turned into a solemn look.
Afterwards, Han Fei couldn't control it and could only watch her body slowly bend down. The one-knee posture made her feet very sore. She stretched out her right hand in the shape of a fist and slowly leaned on the left side. The position of her heart was on her chest, while her other hand raised two fingers and placed them in the center between her eyebrows. She lowered her head slightly, maintaining this strange posture.
Qin Che was shocked when he saw it.
This pose…
Han Fei opened her mouth uncontrollably.
"Now that I am here, you can be here, looking forward to missing each other and looking at each other. If things in this life are chaotic, if the world is full of intrigues, if this life is chaotic and enchanting, I am willing to hold a long sword in my hand, cut through thorns and thorns, and I hope to protect you all my life."
Qin Che looked at her seriously, but the brilliance in his eyes flickered little by little.
Han Fei's throat became tighter and tighter. These words were both familiar and unfamiliar, and the shouting voice seemed to be slowly falling from the distant sky, repeating sentence by sentence in her ears.
She looked at Qin Che in front of her, staring into the depths of his eyes, and those words could no longer be suppressed from flowing out.
She spoke.
"What you wish for, what you think about, what you think about, I will spend my days and nights for you, I will be born for you, it is no longer enough to travel all over the mountains and rivers for you, the prosperous world, three thousand worlds are looking forward to meeting each other, if the world of mortals is troubled by the battlefield, I promise Your next life will be splendid and glorious, and the city will be filled with fireworks."
Every word has a distant atmosphere, as if it has penetrated the darkness of the night.
She looked at him as if she were looking into the depths of his soul.
Scene after scene, she made a promise to each other from the first time they met, and fell in love with each other in the evening, hoping to fall in love with each other.
"If this life is over, you may wish to wear white clothes, drink tea, watch the breeze, and never be separated from me again."
The last sentence fell slowly, and Han Fei suddenly smiled. Her hands could finally move. She slowly put down her hands. Her original posture of kneeling on one knee slowly changed to sitting on the ground. She approached Qin Che, raised his head and looked at him.
Under the baptism of tears, her eyes were as bright as the stars last night.
"Your Majesty, Han Fei is willing to go through fire and water for you, no matter what."
In an instant, this sentence ran through their acquaintance.
From the initial reluctance, to the reluctance in the middle, to the roaring in the later stage, to the calmness now.
She used her hands and feet to execute this sentence again and again, approaching again and again, never flinching.
"Han Fei."
"Yes, Han Fei is always here."
She slowly approached his knees, placed her hands on his legs as pillows, and then gently placed her face on her arms, lying on his legs.
Like a docile cat.
Finally, he stretched out his hand and gently touched her face, but it was wet with his hand.
He was startled, then slowly lowered his head.
It turned out that at some point, her tears fell again.
Only this time, it wasn't crying or choking, but it was with smiles and tears, clean as never before.
His fingertips trembled, and finally, he slowly wiped away her tears.
Han Fei grabbed his hand, held it tightly, buried her face in it, covered her eyes, and let her tears fall directly into his hand, letting him feel her emotions.
"My lord, please don't say such words again, okay?"
she says.
"My lord, you can lose your temper, but you can't drive me away. I finally got here, but you can't drive me away."
she says.
"You don't have to talk, but you must take medicine. I will talk to you, even if you don't reply to me."
she says.
"My lord, I miss you."
"I miss you."
"So, don't drive me away, okay?"
The cat-like murmuring finally received no response.
Han Fei's heart ached terribly, but at the next moment, the hand covering her face moved suddenly and pinched her chin, forcing her face to be raised, and then a face with a cold mask appeared. Closer.
They were so close that their breaths mingled with each other.