077 fell in love

There was a roar in my ear.

Is it thundering? Is it going to rain? Is God also sympathizing with me?

Her footsteps are floating, and she can't tell whether she is running or floating.

The ground is shaking...

shock, shake, bury everything...

A gust of wind suddenly blew over, as if the waist tightened, and people took off into the air...

She stretched out her arms blankly, but was suddenly held in her arms.

Cold, strong, with a light sweetness... It seemed to be very familiar, which made her nose sour, and she couldn't help grabbing the man's skirt and crying.

The man didn't say anything, allowing her to grab himself, and his broad sleeves protected her, like indestructible wings.

I cried for a long time, as if I had turned my pain into tears, so my heart finally came into a glimmer of light...

Where am I? I am...

As soon as he woke up, Fang found himself in the car and driving, but the man protected her tightly from any bumps.

Who is he?

She hurriedly broke away.

The night wind blew the curtain on the edge of the car, gently threw the nightlight into the car, and swept across the man's face...

"Mr. Kuang..." She shouted, "Why are you here?"

There is no answer, only the curtain swings gently. His eyes are blindfolded in the darkness, and only one side of his face is bright and dark, making people unable to see the expression clearly.

"Girl..."

"Xue Yan..."

The call outside rolled through the wheels and fell into the carriage.

Her heart trembled and lifted the curtains.

I saw Bitong and Ling Su chasing the car one after the other.

"Xue Yan..."

She didn't even think about it. She didn't even remember to stop the car and walked out of the door.

The wrist was suddenly caught.

It's very quiet... A sudden shout outside the car doesn't seem to break this silence.

The curtains trembled, his eyes were still in the dark, and his face on the side of the window was bright and dark, and he could only see his tight lips.

She suddenly found that his lips were very white, as white as a knife. Was it like this before? Why didn't she notice? Or...forgotten...

"Xue Yan..."

The call came into my ears again.

Before struggling, the hand on her wrist suddenly clenched, and the force seemed to jump straight into her chest to hold her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe. I almost rushed out in one sentence... Is it me or the real Cheng Xueyan you want to keep?

Her eyes were so hot that she hurriedly lowered her eyes.

"Xue Yan..."

She struggled silently, although she knew that it was meaningless.

Sum, the force on her wrist disappeared, but she was stunned and forgot that she should immediately pull out at this moment, just staring at his knife-like lips.

"Your shoes have fallen off..."

His voice was cold and floated in the carriage with a faint sweet fragrance, as if the sultry heat around him suddenly froze.

She remembers that the taste of ice is sometimes sweet...

He just let go of her, but did not move his hand. The crescent-shaped marks at the tiger's mouth were extremely dazzling in the night light.

She didn't move, just fixedly looking at his eyes in the dark, and there was an inexplicable small voice shouting in her heart... Don't let me go...

"Xue Yan..."

She trembled like a virtual wrist**.

At this time, she saw the corners of his clenched lips suddenly**, and then slightly tilted up... He smiled, and then... his hand slowly moved away...

It seems that there is a string that has been pulled by one hand for a long time, but it suddenly loosens. It should have felt relaxed, but...broken...

He leaned back slightly, as if he was comfortably leaning against the backrest. The creak of the seat seemed to be mixed with a sigh, but she was not sure if she really heard it.

The car stopped as if it had heard the order.

A burst of chaotic footsteps shouted to the side of the car, lifted the curtain, and saw Ling Su's anxious face...

She didn't know how to get off the car, but she was just put in his arms.

The grievance and suffering turned into tears again, and I didn't pay attention to when the car left. After waking up, I only felt that the encounter just happened was just a dream, but without waiting for her to study carefully, Ling Su suddenly let her go.

She almost stood unsteadily, but was immediately supported.

Ling Su clamped her shoulders with both hands and looked at her intently.

She suddenly remembered that she had been running for most of the day and cried again. Now she must have been in a mess. She hurriedly turned her face away from her, but she heard him sigh... The sigh trembled slightly and put her in her arms again.

Bitong, who was beside him, turned around awkwardly and walked away.

"I thought... I didn't expect..."

He said these two sentences intermittently, and Cheng Xueyan filled in the blanks between the two abbreviations.

"I thought I could put it down, that's what I always thought..."

Cheng Xueyan's face pressed against his chest, and her voice seemed to come from her chest, which made her face numb.

"You got married. I was sick. I slept for a long time. After waking up, I only felt that everything was just a dream and I didn't feel heartache. When you go back to Chengfu, I'll see you. In fact... I'm not sure if I really forgot you. But... I can't let it go. At this time, I know that I can't let it go. I don't know what to do. I just want to be by your side and look at you every day. I'm afraid that if I can't take care of it for a while, you will be married..."

Cheng Xueyan's nose is sour.

Ling Su wiped away the tears hanging on his jaw: "I heard that someone has proposed marriage to you again..."

Cheng Xueyan immediately thought of his blind date. She suddenly got angry and broke away: "Aren't you going on a blind date, too?"

"I have no choice but to, and you also know my mother..."

Ling's cold words were especially in her ears, and she didn't realize that she was heart broken again.

"Then you should listen to her. Go back quickly."

This is naturally an angry word, but it also means that it does not want to embarrass him.

"What about you?" He wrapped his waist around her and his chin was rubbing against her bun.

There was a good smell in her neck. He unconsciously took a deep breath and suddenly found that this scene that had never appeared in the dream had actually happened, and infinite satisfaction suddenly gushed out from the bottom of his heart.

Her shoulders are so weak that he should protect her from hurting her!

"Don't blame my mother, she is too..."

"How can I blame her? Which mother doesn't care about her son?"

"My mother misunderstood you, I will tell her..."

Cheng Xueyan sneered, is it just a misunderstanding? What Ling cares about is a complex that Chinese people can't give up for thousands of years, right? In this way, it will humiliate her son, and in this way, it will trap the Ling family into injustice. I'm afraid that the gap of this day will never be crossed.

It turned out to be a chill in the bottom of my heart.

Ling Su's embrace was very warm, not like... Her thoughts suddenly floated to that person...

"Don't worry, everything will be over. My mother is my son. Does she have the heart to see that I won't marry for the rest of my life?

It's like being angry. She couldn't help smiling bitterly.

"She only has one son, but you only have one mother..."

He hugged her more tightly: "My mother has loved me since I was a child. Although she controls me strictly, she can't see me sad..."

He is not going to fight against it, is he? Doesn't Ling hate her more? Even if Ling Su forces his mother to agree, will his life be difficult in the future?

"You are still..."

"I will only marry you in my life, as long as you..."

"So... what about Miss Shi?"

"Just looking at each other, my mother likes it, but after all, this is my lifelong event. If she has to obstruct it, I will be a monk..."

This sounded very familiar, and I thought I had seen it in many movies, but if I said this, the final result was bound to backfire.

She suddenly had an ominous feeling.

hurriedly turned around: "I still don't want it. It's not easy for her to pull you alone..."

"I'm determined," he raised his long finger to press her lips, looked into her eyes, and said seriously, "You just have to wait for me..."

It was so touching that she tried to put aside the ominous idea and couldn't help bursting into tears.

"I don't have a reputation now, and I'm so poor. There are still so many proposers in Chengfu..."

I think he is worried about her.

She couldn't help laughing and wanted to say something to comfort him, but suddenly remembered two poems: "I hope your heart is like my heart and will live up to lovesickness!"

Ling Su was moved and hugged her fiercely: "Definitely!"

She swung to his chest and was full of happiness. She just hoped that time would stay here, even if the next second was a more wonderful heartbeat. Yes, the next second can be heartbeat or heart-heart, who knows? She suddenly felt very scared, but heard Ling Su muttering again, "Definite!"

A sigh ran across his chest, circled around, and finally sank.

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In a blink of an eye, it was more than a month, and there was no message from Ling Su. Cheng Xueyan was worried about this and that at the beginning, and then took out Ling Su's final promise to comfort herself. After a long time, the original uneasiness gradually dissipated, leaving only this guarantee.

I once met Kuang Zichen on the way to Guanji Museum.

She immediately stopped, but he just looked at her lightly and left.

She once again suspected that the encounter with him that night was just an illusion, otherwise why didn't Ling Su and Bitong mention it? But why is there such an illusion? Why is he the person in the illusion? Why did he appear impartially on that road? But if it was really an illusion... she lifted her sleeves and stuck on her left wrist like a huge bracelet.

The day after she came back that night, she felt a burning pain in her wrist. Roll up your sleeves, a circle of blue and purple is shocking...

She began to pay attention to the sound of the flute at night, but it seemed to disappear, or the sound of insects was too lively to cover the sound of the flute?

Standing on the terrace and trying to look south, I only saw the blue stone table under the canopy of the lush tree. Although it was accompanied by a stone stool, it was still very sad.

The bumpy carriage... tried its best to protect... the cold chest... the bright and dark half of the face... the knife-like lips... the weird smile... tightly grasp the last slowly released hand...

Everything is so clear, but it's like a dream. Such a lot of thought has offset the worries about Ling Su.

I began to have insomnia at night. It was easy to fall asleep but seemed to be awakened by something. I just raised my ears to look for the familiar sound.

But there was no, so the hanging heart fell heavily, but I couldn't sleep anymore.

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PS: I was in a good mood, but now I'm in a mess. Let's talk about what we were going to say first. In fact, I personally like Xiao Yan. When I wrote about it, I thought that if it were me, I would go with him. Change the vote later, thank you for your support!

In addition, I blame myself for not writing well in the afternoon, wandering around, and accidentally seeing myself being nominated several times somewhere, and many things are still unknown to me. The key is that this person or I have comforted me.

The previous worry finally happened... It was also expected, but I was still so angry that my hands and feet were cold. Finally, tell yourself that silence is gold, and saving a few more words is the main topic!