Meiguo looked at the back of the long man stupidly, and suddenly had a hundred kinds of feelings in his heart, he was close to him, but it seemed to be far away in the sky, out of reach.
Now that he has chosen to play, he can only have no fate with the person in front of him.
Mo Fan tilted his head slightly, and when he didn't see anyone behind him approaching, he slowly turned around and looked at her with a smile.
The clothes and belts danced with the wind, and the smile in his eyes was as warm as the spring sunshine in this cold winter, but it made Meiguo even more desolate, such a man, who has been with him for many days, but he is not his lover after all.
Also smiled back, "When did you come?"
"Soon."
She didn't rush directly to him as usual, making him feel something, and a sense of loss and melancholy flowed in her heart, which she had never felt before she woke up.
"Come, is there something wrong?"
Mei Guo stood still and watched his long azure hairband of the same color as his clothes swaying lightly with the wind, blending in with the gray scenery behind him, flowing like a fairy-like figure.
Looking at himself as a layman, how can he walk side by side with him, and the disparity between them is doomed to be lost in this life.
"I'll do something and come and see you by the way."
Although he was sure that she would not be in danger with the night leopard, he still wanted to see it with his own eyes and get the clearest answer, and even transferred to the Zhennan Palace.
The people in the house recognized him as Meiguo's second husband, and he was a person who was greatly appreciated by the prince, so he was naturally busy leading him to the Meiguo courtyard to settle down, and sat in the house for a while, Meiguo did not return for a long time, although he also expected that she would have to return to the palace first, but he still couldn't help but be a little impatient, and shook his head secretly.
Just as he was looking at it, he heard the familiar sound of small footsteps approaching this side, and his anxious heart suddenly calmed down, and his lips naturally melted into a reassuring smile.
It's just that she didn't run to his side to be coquettish as he wished, to vent the suffering of the night outside, and a sense of loneliness rose in her heart, and she finally no longer belonged to him alone.
With a soft gaze, he stretched out a hand to her, palm up, "Come here." ” Meiguo's heart moved, and she seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and hesitated to step forward, only one step away from him before stopping, her hand was not put into his palm, and her eyes looked at him from his palm, "Are you willing to leave with me, find a peaceful place, hide your name, open a medical workshop, live lightly, and ignore the world."
Although she knew that if he agreed, she would abandon everything and run away, disloyalty, filial piety and injustice, she would take everything, if he really agreed, what should she do, but she didn't know.
The smile in his eyes slowly faded, he looked at the fish in the pond next to him, and slowly lowered his hand, "I can't, and neither can you."
If he promised her to take her away from home, it might be what he wanted, but he couldn't do it.
She has a special identity, disappeared for no reason, in the case of no preparation, the Three Kingdoms will be chaotic, and I don't know how many innocent people will die by then, he can't let his own selfishness be this sinner for the ages.
But he also understood that when he put down this hand, he gave up the opportunity to hug her alone, and the hanging hand was so heavy that he couldn't bear it.
Despair flashed in the depths of Meiguo's eyes, she thought too highly of herself, too much of her status in his heart.
In his mind, he was equal to the little devil, just a pawn in his hands. forced out a smile, pretending to clap his hands relaxedly, "I'm just joking casually, don't take it seriously, I'm hungry without the meal, eat with me" "Good" Mo Fan didn't refuse, and accompanied her back.
Mei Guo led Mo Fan back to his bedroom, let him look through the books by himself, and called Xiao Xian outside, asking her if Ming Hong and Wei Zi Mo Ke were settled, but there was something to do, so that they would not be bored and bored.
"This young lady doesn't have to worry about it, after General Wei and the young lady came back, they were already competing in the side courtyard before they entered the house, and now they are still fighting inseparably, where is the boring time."
Xiao Xian thought of the two martial idiots and shook her head.
"That's good."
Mei Guo smiled, Shen Hong is nominally her husband, not an outsider, and although Wei Zimo was seconded by Yi Feng, he is also a general, so he can't be lazy. asked Xiaoxian to instruct the kitchen to make a few exquisite and delicious meals and send them to Ying Hong and Wei Zimo.
Then make a few dishes according to the dishes that she has observed and inquired about these days.
When I returned to the bedroom, I saw that he was sitting on the soft couch with a book and looking at the sunlight shining in from the window lattice, quiet and peaceful, and I didn't want to break the atmosphere.
Walked alone to the side of the low table and sat down, looked at the piano on the low table, suddenly remembered the song played on the day Jin Rui left, wonderful, the charm is even more nostalgic, plucked a few strings to find the right sound, played down, unconsciously sunk into the sound of the piano, the words of Shrike Feiyan appeared in my mind.
Now that Jin Rui has left, he and Mo Fan will eventually be their own things.
There was a little sour in my heart, I took the paper and pen used to copy the music score on the edge of the piano, polished the ink, and wrote down the four words of Shrike Feiyan, but the swallow character was extremely ugly, and I rubbed it casually, re-wrote, and wrote more than ten sheets in a row, but I couldn't write the swallow character.
I rubbed it and threw it away, and re-wrote the word "Shrike Feiyan" before I put pen to paper, and hesitated, maybe I really couldn't write this word.
A large hand passed from behind her, holding her small hand holding the pen with warmth.
Meiguo was stunned and looked sideways.
Mo Fan's side face was pressed against her ear temples, and when he saw her, he squinted at her, smiled slightly, and turned his eyes to the pen in his hand.
Mei Guo followed his line of sight and looked at the handwriting that had fallen on the rice paper with his hand, and in a moment a swallow character floated in front of him like a floating cloud.
Mo Fan lifted the pen and said softly: "It's not good to write if you're bored." ” Meiguo only felt a burning in her ears, just now she only said that he was reading, but she didn't know when he came to his side.
The first time I saw the door plaque of Yi Yuan, I knew that his handwriting was excellent, but when I looked at this Yan character today, it was even more backbone, refreshing, and refreshing, as if he was practicing often.
Turning her head to look at him, her arms wrapped around her body as she was so close to him, her lips almost brushing his cheeks.
He didn't shy away from it, and turned to look at her, his eyes were full of tenderness that was rarely seen in his eyes, how could he not understand the deliberate intention of Beroe Feiyan full of parting feelings.
I don't know how they may one day be a shrike of Feiyan.
The four eyes are facing each other, and they can't look away for a long time
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