Zhou Chi pushed the door open and walked in, then gently closed the door.
He walked step by step to the table and sat down. He calmly poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.
He was calm until he gently opened the drawer and took out a painting from the bottom.
There is a young man in the painting, as beautiful as a crown jade, green and youthful, singing softly under the moon.
Only then did his tears fall down bit by bit.
…
"Tell me the truth to your sister, have you really never had a crush on anyone?"
"have."
"Really? How long has it been? Why have you been hiding this from my sister?"
"Years."
"That's great! Who is that girl? Where is she? Is she also in southern Xinjiang? Does she promise to marry you?"
"he does not know."
"Why...why? Why don't you know? You...you never told her?"
"without."
"Why? Haven't you liked her for many years? Why haven't you told her yet?! Are you too cowardly to confess?"
"Because I don't have a chance."
…
Yes, from the beginning, he had no chance at all.
He is a man, and Sherron is also a man, so he can't speak at all.
How could he express such emotions that were contrary to human ethics and intolerable to nature
How can I speak without scaring Sherron? How can he prevent Xie Lun from avoiding him like a snake
He couldn't speak.
Xie Lun was too important to him, not only Bai Yueguang in his heart, but also his life and death brother. He couldn't afford to gamble, so he could only hold back.
He was too pessimistic, so he never thought about the possibility, let alone fantasized about the future. All he could do was to treat Xie Lun well and in a brotherly manner. Although it was hard to calm down, so what
He didn't dare to scare Xie Lun, nor did he dare to scare his eldest sister, nor did he even dare to face the strange looks from everyone. He was so humble and timid, so he deserved to be depressed and depressed.
That year when Lu Zhishan left him in southern Xinjiang, he felt a little bit of luck in his heart.
That's it, from now on, we will be separated from each other, no longer see each other, and no worries.
only…
I had known that parting would cut deep into my heart.
Zhou Chi's tears fell drop by drop on the face of the person in the painting.
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Capital.
Hall of Supreme Harmony.
After being in bed for twenty days, Long Live Master can already walk a few steps with support, and can also speak. However, he can only speak a few words for the time being. If he speaks more words, his face will twitch and drool will flow from the corners of his mouth. Therefore, Lu Mingwei was unwilling to speak. Although his health improved greatly, Lu Mingwei's mood became worse day by day, especially the corners of his mouth were always drooling uncontrollably.
The entire Palace of Supreme Harmony, including Zhao Ruhai, felt that today's errands were becoming more and more difficult to do. Lu Mingwei had never been a lenient and easygoing person, and his temperament became even weirder all the time. All the palace residents were worried every day. I was so restless that I didn't even dare to take a breath.
"Long live Lord, it's time to drink medicine." Zhao Ruhai came in with a medicine bowl and carefully brought it to Lu Mingwei.
Lu Mingwei drank the decoction with a dull face. Zhao Ruhai hurriedly handed him the tea to rinse his mouth, and then handed him the handkerchief. Lu Mingwei leaned on the soft pillow motionless, not knowing what he was thinking. Zhao Ruhai carefully Withdrew.
When Linglong Princess Lu Zhichan came in, Lu Mingwei was sitting on the bed in a daze. She approached softly, knelt down on the bedside, and called softly: "Father, I am here to accompany you."