Chapter 49 Heartburn

Yin Xiaoting slowly walked out of the door, dressed in white, and his clothes were slightly fluttering, spotless, like a red dust fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Xiaoting--" Zhao Shuhui shouted sadly and staggered to pull him. Yin Zhengliang grabbed her hand and said hoarsely, "Let him go. Go at ease!"

Xie Ling watched him get into the carriage and couldn't stop crying. She thought that she wanted to keep him, but she knew that she couldn't keep him.

"Yin Xiaoting--" came from Liu with a galloping horse.

Yin Xiaoting slowly lifted the driving curtain, took a deep look at her immediately, and whispered, "Take care!"

I'm not sure if she can hear it, but he knew that she understood what he meant, because she nodded immediately, and he smiled: "No shadow, let's go!"

The carriage slowly left, and Zhao Shuhui collapsed on the ground. She seemed to be pulled away and was stupid.

Xie Ling smiled and smiled faintly. Her eyes were full of tears. She seemed to feel a burst of aperture surrounding her. Her body fell down and exclaimed a few times. Someone held her. She closed her eyes and no one could promise her whole life.

The carriage moved slowly, and there were some bedding in the car. He didn't feel shaking or uncomfortable. There was a thin sweat on his forehead, not because of heat, but because of cold. He clearly felt that the temperature of his body was gradually cooling down.

As if feeling his abnormality, Yin Piansxuan clenched his hand anxiously and burst into tears: "We won't go to see the sunset. I'll take you to the doctor. You will be fine. I won't let you be fine!"

Yin Xiaoting took a deep breath and raised her voice: "No shadow, hurry up!"

Wuying clenched the reins, closed his eyes and shouted, "Drive!"

He raised his hand and gently stroked the tears on her cheek with his thumb: "Good boy, don't cry. Let's watch the sunset, watch the sunrise, and then find Yi'er, okay?"

She put her arms around his neck: "I don't want anything, I just want you! What should I do without you? I don't want you to leave me. How can you leave me like this without my permission?

His heart was bleeding, and the heat in his eyes forced him back: "Okay, you have the final say. I'll listen to you!"

The carriage stopped on the small slope of the grassland, and Wuying helped him get out of the carriage. He glanced back and said, "No Shadow, go and call him over!"

Yin Piao wiped his tears and called him. He blinked, "Good boy, you go there first. I'll talk to him, okay?"

Changxiao quickly stepped forward and saw that his face was bloodless, and the anger on his face had completely subsided. He sighed secretly, "Second son!"

"Did he send you here?"

I often smile slightly, as if there is no need to say more.

Yin Xiaoting exhaled twice and gently hooked the corners of his mouth: "Please bring him a word. If he dares to hurt her, I won't let him go!"

Chang Xiao hesitated and answered Shen Shen.

Yin Xiaoting walked slowly, passed Wuying's side and sighed slightly: "Wuying, promise me to protect her well!"

Wuying nodded firmly: "I guarantee my life!"

"A few words for me, Jiang Che." He paused, shook his head gently, and smiled lightly: "No, no, he knows, he knows."

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"I'm a little tired. I'm just going to take a break!"

She sniffed: "Then I will allow you to rest for a while, and then get up to watch the sunset with me and wait for the sunrise!"

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and she is always so domineering. She answered very shallowly. He shook her hand. I will wait for you in the next life. In the next life, I will live with you. I will see all the sky and clouds, drink all the breeze, and there will be no secular shackles with you.

leaning on his chest, as his breathing became weaker and weaker, her heart became colder and colder, her hands trembled, and every inch of her skin was as cold as snow. His hand slowly slipped from her hand, as if he heard the sound of heartbreaking. It turned out that it was so painful. The corners of her mouth twitched a few times: "Are you tired, right? Then take a break. Let's not watch the sunset. Shall we wait for the sunrise?

She hugged him tightly: "Is it cold? I'm here, it's not cold, not cold! It's really not cold!"

The setting sun is hidden in the sky, and there is only the sound of the evening wind around it. Occasionally, the white and red clothes are swept up, and it is quietly covered, as if they don't want to disturb the people who are close together.

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The dark curtain fell, and the moon poked out its head. The cold moonlight shrouded the two people on the small dirt slope. A tear slipped down the corners of his eyes. I don't know how long it took him to shed tears again. His distant memory was blurred. He was not an easy emotional person. He wandered all the way, hurt, regretted and hated. He had never cried, but he was here. At that time, he left tears.

This is a feeling that the world can't desphem. If this is destined to be taboo, and if this love cannot be tolerated in this world, then ending in this way has never been the most beautiful ending. This cursed love, too late to burst into silence, too late to escape the convergence, only turned into fireworks, blooming at the end of life, slowly scattered in the sky, leaving traces burning at the tip of the heart.

He took a deep breath, put on the moonlight, and slowly approached--

Changxiao hesitated for a moment and kept up with the shadowless footsteps.

Wuying squatted down gently, and there was still a tear in the corner of her eyes, which was extremely clear: "It's late at night. Let's go back. Let's send the second son back!"

The astringent eyes narrowed slightly: "We won't go back, we have to watch the sunrise!"

Wuying glanced at his face as cold as the moonlight, and his eyes were hot. He raised his head slightly and let the heat in his eyes flow back. He didn't say anything. He silently returned to the front of the carriage, took out the soft quilt, and covered them: "I'll accompany you and watch the sunrise!"

He lay down not far away, pillowing on the green grass, looking up at the sky, and waiting for the dawn.

Changxiao leaned against the carriage and glanced at the strange red under the moonlight. At the beginning, I don't know why she could easily take away his heart. Now, there is an answer in my heart. She is an affectionate and erotic woman, so after she leaves him, he will tirelessly send himself thousands of miles to find her.

It's just that the distance between him and her is no longer the distance, but the distance between the heart and the heart, an invisible but thick wall. How can he easily cross a slow and far-distance bridle? How can he build a bridge?

However, such a woman will subvert his heart and often overturn the world.

It's difficult to kill her or not.

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The morning glow gradually spread, and the sky became brighter. There was a layer of bright golden, light and thin, bright stinging her eyes. She stroked his face and gently rubbed it, but it could not convey a trace of temperature. She smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "Get up and watch the sunrise. Don't be so lazy!"

She looked at the sky without blinking, and her tired face was a little overwhelmed. She sucked her nose: "The sunrise is really beautiful!"

She leaned sideways and imprinted a kiss on her cold cheek: "Thank you!"

Lying down gently, she closed her eyes. She was tired and wanted to sleep.