"I sent Twenty-Seven to Alin." Shen Xihe, who was dressing in front of the mirror, felt the atmosphere beside her change. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Huayong taking the paintbrush from Hongyu and bending down to prepare to paint a flower ornament for her.
He always liked to paint flowers for her. Since they got married, he was the one who did it most of the time. She also went from rejecting it at first to feeling helpless and now accepting it happily and getting used to it.
"I know." Xiao Huayong turned her around to face him, spread his legs and bent over, his eyes focused on her brows.
The cool brushstrokes fell on his forehead. Shen Xihe kept his forehead still: "Beichen, I..."
For a moment, Shen Xihe didn't know what to say to Xiao Huayong. She seemed to be too soft-hearted.
Thinking of Bu Shulin's current situation and the fact that she was pregnant, Shen Xihe felt that there was also a little life growing in her belly day by day, and she didn't want Bu Shulin's child to be killed in this fight.
"My Yoyo is affectionate and righteous, why should I feel sad?" Xiao Huayong did not stop writing, and he drew out the charm of Ping Zhongye with delicate and steady lines in just a few strokes.
"I shouldn't be like this..." Shen Xihe closed her eyes, and she truly realized that she had changed.
She should put profit first and should be like Xiao Huayong and never hesitate to be ruthless when necessary.
We should not be soft-hearted when playing games.
"It's my fault." Xiao Huayong lowered his eyes slightly and fell on her eyes, "I shouldn't have dragged you into this world."
It was he who forced such pure and innocent people to be influenced by the mundane world.
If she hadn't met him, she might have always been the indifferent and lonely Shen Xihe. She wouldn't be bound by too many emotions, and her heart would always be lonely and quiet, unmoved by anyone or anything.
He brought her into this vanity world of desire and pleasure, but was unable to protect her from worries. He wanted her to become the independent person who looked at the world with indifference. He was truly a complete bastard.
Shen Xihe suddenly opened his eyes, his obsidian-like pupils met Xiao Huayong's midnight eyes: "No, it has nothing to do with you. I may never really know myself. This is actually my nature. You just made me see it sooner."
As she spoke, she slowly grasped his wrist, her eyes always firm: "Beichen, no matter what situation I will face in the future, I believe I can handle it with ease.
About our meeting, knowing each other, and staying together. Every bit of it remains in my heart, so that I can look back at the end of the day without any regrets. "
I have also experienced what love between men and women is because of your appearance.
With a smile on his lips, Xiao Huayong put away the pen, examined it carefully to confirm that it was correct, then stood up and took her into his arms, letting her face rest against his chest: "I led you into love, but I couldn't stay with you for long, and you didn't blame me. Today I just disrupted a move of mine, so why should you be so upset
Yoyo, I don’t want you to be a person who is hard on yourself and lenient on others. Be a person who is lenient on yourself and lenient on others.”
Shen Xihe was slightly stunned, then he realized that he understood that she felt guilty for disrupting his plans without permission, and he was deliberately comforting her.
For a moment, a warm current flowed through my heart, warmed my lungs, and filled my limbs.
Seeing her smile and no longer dwelling on it, Xiao Huayong felt relieved. His heart also felt warm and filled. Shen Xihe was a person who could take things as they came, but she would be so hesitant about such an action. It was because she cared about him too much.