Chapter 72 Confesy

Quietly watching one person and one horse disappear outside the courtyard. Qiu Yao turned around and was ready to enter the house, but Song Yu suddenly came out and took the teapot in her hand.

Song Yu's expression remained unchanged, but Qiu Yao had noticed that he was a little unhappy. She carefully followed the room and watched him put the teapot on the table.

"You heard it all." Since Jingcha intended to say those words at the door for Song Yu to hear, she seemed to be guilty instead of avoiding suspicion.

"You know I've made up my mind," Song Yu turned around and walked to Qiu Yao, gently put her hands on her shoulders, gently put her head on her neck, but put all her strength on herself. "For the past four months, we have been whitewashing peace."

Qiu Yao trembled slightly, and Song Yu's tone was a little weak. In her mind, Song Yu was always romantic and elegant. At this moment, he suddenly showed a fragile side to her. His nose was suddenly sore, and tears almost hit Song Yu's head.

In the past four months, they have never mentioned the appointment of that year, but they have tacitly told each other. She wanted to spend the year deceiving herself, but Song Yu couldn't retreat like her.

"But I also know that your ambition is not here. It's killing your talent to let you succumb to the mountains. I can't let you sacrifice your ideals and ambitions for me." Qiu Yao is a little insincere. If she comes to an overhead era, if she falls in love with a person she has never heard of, she may really be able to selfishly keep him by her side.

However, she knew the tragedy that Song Yuhuai did not end up in depression, so she had to let him fight for his ambitions. Because she knew the sadness of the ending, she had to avoid deeper harm.

"But you can't let me sacrifice you for your ideals and ambitions." Song Yuyou sighed and gently hugged her under his hand. He could talk about the way of governing the country, but as soon as he encountered these problems, he couldn't say anything.

"How can it be a sacrifice? Since you can guarantee that you can protect yourself for me, I can naturally make the same promise. Don't you believe me?" Qiu Yao's bright eyes stared at him. Song Yu didn't know that a sentence that he thought was useless was enough to move her.

"I believe it." But he was more worried about what, but his worries didn't help at all. Bai Qi still left Qiu Yao's family by his side in order to be foolproof, but Yi Ruge... Song Yu's heart hurt fiercely.

Raising his head and facing Qiu Yao's shining eyes, Song Yu was speechally stuffed for a moment.

"Do you remember the sentence I told you? If the two love last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening? So the short separation will have no impact on us. Seeing Song Yu's eyes gradually shining, Qiu Yao was happy, but sad.

Song Yu was silent for a long time. She stopped her belt and sat down at the table, and then poured a cup of tea and put it in front of her. Qiu Yao was a little flattered and unclear. You should know how rare it is for a man to pour tea for a woman in such an era. What's more, Song Yu is such an indifferent but arrogant article. People.

"Say it, tell me about your hometown, the story of your hometown, and the people of your hometown." Song Yu sat next to her and looked much more relaxed than before.

Qiu Yao was a little surprised. She didn't expect him to be so careful. The fact that the Xie family had been living in Yancheng at this time could not be denied, so she could not pretend to be confused, and she did not want to hide it from Song Yu.

"In fact, I'm not a person of this era. You may think it's incredible, but it's true," Qiu Yao lay on the table and looked up at every subtle expression on Song Yu's face. "I came from a world more than 2,000 years later. Before I came, I had some accidents, and then it was dark. It came to Miss Xie, who fell from the tree and fell into a coma.

Song Yu raised her eyebrows slightly, then calmed down and gently corrected her, "This is not a mistake, it's a coincidence."

Qiu Yao didn't expect Song Yu to be so calm, but when she thought about it, the ancients were not as suspicious or even resistant to ghosts and gods as modern people, so it was easier for them to accept them to travel through time.

Qiu Yao spit out her tongue and couldn't help feeling numb. "Yes, by chance, look how lucky I am to meet you here."

A touch of tenderness appeared on Song Yu's face, and her affectionate eyes almost made Qiu Yao drown in it. This should be said by me."

Qiu Yao was obsessed with flowers for two seconds, and then showed an extremely bright smile, "Do you want to listen to the story? Let me tell you."

Song Yuguan'er.

"Well, let me think about it...Once upon a time, there was a man who loved a woman deeply, but that woman always had only one day's memory, so she woke up every morning..." Qiu Yao shook her head halfway. "How can I tell such a sad story? I'll think about it again..."

"So a woman forgets that man when she wakes up every morning, right?" Song Yu didn't mind that this was a slightly sad story, but motioned Qiu Yao to continue.

"Yes, but that man has been good to that woman for many years. He will introduce himself like the first meeting every day, and then treat her meticulously and make her fall in love with herself."

Song Yu lowered her eyes and said nothing. The frying eyebrows made people couldn't help but reach out and smooth it. Qiu Yao only thought that he was thinking about the story. Unexpectedly, he suddenly said, "You said that you came here because of an accident, does that also mean that you will leave because of an accident?"

Qiu Yao was stunned. Of course, she thought about this question, but no matter how well she thought about it, she could not reverse the established reality. However, the dream she had when she first came gave her the courage to continue. "I'm not sure, but I hope not. Some things have been predestined. Since they can't be changed, it's better to cherish everything you have now. Don't want to last forever, just want to have it~"

Song Yu's raised eyebrows slightly relaxed and looked up at Qiu Yao's smiling face. He has described this beautiful face countless times in reality and dreams, but no time has made him feel more cute and touching than now.

"Once owned, it will last forever, and one is indispensable."

Qiu Yao didn't expect him to say such domineering words. She was slightly surprised and smiled, and then told two cheerful love stories. Song Yu was fascinated. It was not until the night was gradually over that she had dinner with her.

"Remember to tell him to wait for me for another eight months." After all, he felt a little sad. Song Yu raised his hand and stroked the hair between Qiu Yao's temples, and then turned around and walked out of the room.

Qiu Yao watched Song Yu's figure disappear into the night. His unconditional trust moved her, but it always made her sad.