Yu Wenhao let out a sigh of relief, and he hugged her so tightly that she couldn't breathe, "Are you not angry anymore? What I said It's a mess, don't take it to heart."
The scent of alcohol on his body rushed over, making Yuan Qingling a little bit drunk.
She struggled for a while, and did not struggle away, she softened in his arms. The breath on his body calmed her heart after a night of chaos.
Her face was buried in his smooth clothes, her nose was slightly sour, and she couldn't help but wept.
Feeling she was sobbing, Yu Wenhao wanted to slap herself twice.
After his anger disappeared, he realized how bastard he was.
He let go of her and held her face, and gently wiped her tears with his fingers, and said with regret: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't say those things to hurt your heart."
Yuan Qingling's eyes blushed slightly, her face pressed against his rough palms, "I am also wrong, but no matter what we quarrel, those words really can't be said anymore. It's too heartbreaking."
"I swear never to say it again, never to say it again." Yu Wenhao hugged her, and the anger in his calmly spoken mansion disappeared early after venting.
It was just for the sake of face that he held a high posture in front of Gu Si and Calm Yan. In fact, from the moment he rushed out of the door, he began to regret and worry.
"I heard from Tang Yang that you didn't eat." Yu Wenhao asked, letting go of her, frowning her thick eyebrows.
"Not hungry, I can't eat."
"I didn't eat either. You accompany me to eat some." Yu Wenhao said with no objection, and then went out to get someone to prepare.
Madam Xi had already given Yuan Qing Ling Bei a long time ago, she just waited for her to say that she was hungry, and ordered them to be served immediately.
Xu Yi poked his head outside, and Ah Si Zhao went out, "What are you doing?"
"The prince asked the kid about anything?" Xu Yi asked.
"No question, no question, don't look for anything, it's finally quiet down." Ah Si pushed him out.
Xu Yi leaned on his waist, "Don't push, you hurt me before, I haven't bothered with you yet."
Speaking of the waist injury, Ah Si was a little guilty, "Then I'll go back and put the medicinal wine on you."
"Now!" Xu Yi felt pain again after being pushed by her.
Ah Si said in an angry manner: "Let's go, lest I always owe you something."
Yuan Qingling ate half a bowl of noodle soup, really couldn't eat more, pushing the bowl and saying, "Do you want to drink hangover soup? Ask someone to make it for you."
"No, I'm awake." Seeing that she was not eating, Yu Wenhao didn't eat anymore, stood up and supported her, "Go to sleep."
"Go for a walk?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"Don't go, you fell tonight, can't move too much, where did you fall? Does it really hurt?" Yu Wenhao asked with concern.
Yuan Qingling shook her head and straightened her waist. She was absent-minded during the bath tonight. She slid when she walked out. She knocked her head on the edge of the screen. His head didn't hurt much, but when she got up, she felt a little pain in her stomach, but It was all right after a while.
Yuan Qingling insisted on walking a few steps outside, and she didn't want to lie down just after eating.
Yu Wenhao had to accompany her.
Holding her hand, her palm was cold, and she was very silent.
Yu Wenhao felt that she was still angry.
"Yuan, don't be angry, I regret saying that." Yu Wenhao frowned, his face full of annoyance.
Yuan Qingling sat down on the chair in the front of the corridor. The claw lanterns in front of the corridor were twenty steps apart. The light was dim, making his face soft and beautiful. Even the scar from the brow bone to the ear was much milder.
She looked at him, her eyes quietly, "I'm not angry anymore, really."
He stared at her face, she was lifeless, quiet and solemn, her eyes were cold, the outline of her face was surrounded by soft light, giving a feeling of illusion.
The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she tried hard to show a smile, but this smile was also very lonely.
Seeing her like this, his heart suddenly hurt.
"I'm really not angry anymore," she stroked his face, her fingertips filled his scars, gently rubbed, and said softly: "I just didn't want to understand some things, they are some rather ridiculous principles. , But this does not prevent me from loving you."
His heart was struck violently by something.
He quickly raised his head to look at her. There was something in his eyes full of tides, and his lips trembled, "You...what did you say?"
Yuan Qingling looked at him with a smile, sighed softly, her voice dripping softly, "Yes, I never seem to say I love you."
He looked at her, and instantly she was drawn into his arms, wrapped her all in his breath, lip printed on her hair, and then looked for her lips.
He was like a flame that was quickly lit, and he was about to burn both of them.
For a long time, he sighed, hugged her tightly, gently stroking her back with his hand, and said with confidence and no regrets: "I love you, for the rest of my life, I only want to hold your hand, never There are other people, if one day, I, Yu Wenhao, will let you down, Yuan Qingling, and let me fall into purgatory forever and never see the sun."
Yuan Qingling's face turned in his arms, and slowly pulled away, put his hands against his chest, and said with a smile and tears: "If this is the case, I must be with you in hell, from where you let me down. One day, I was in hell."
"No, there won't be this day." He stared at the flushed face in front of him, and sighed leisurely in his heart. Who could have imagined that this face was once his most disgusting face, but it became his dream, life and death. Can't let go of the face
Yuan Qing Ling also had the same sigh in her heart. When she first crossed over, this person was a scourge, a demon, but who would have thought that one day, she would be willing to give birth to him and take care of the housework? I just wish to guard him every day, her research, her principles, everything about her, there is room for compromise in the end when she persisted like that.
At the end of the corridor, the happy mother, who was standing by the column, sighed softly.
The lights tonight are just right, the stars and the moon are just right tonight, and the atmosphere tonight is just right.
She is very lonely tonight.
Once upon a time, she also had that kind of love.
But she held back, low self-esteem, and failed to deliver total trust.
She was afraid of being let down, afraid of being betrayed, afraid of losing, so she would rather not own it from the beginning.
So she failed him from the beginning.
It's not worth it, she's not worth it.
If she had such a desperate courage and firm confidence back then, perhaps she would not have been so cold in her life.
Before tonight, although she had regretted it, she still believed that her choice was not wrong.
Because once the goodness is overwhelmed by reality, it will be too unrecognizable.
However, in this quiet old age, looking back on the past, I feel that I have never given him or her a chance.
She has always been afraid of losing. In fact, she had already lost the year she rejected him.