Chapter Fifty-Seven: I don't know what to do, and I go deep
Han Qingyi looked at Hua Xiangrong lying on the bed with pity, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, gently blew the medicine that Bai Qingren had just brought over with her mouth, and said, "What a stupid girl, next time you encounter something like this, you have to go to the rescue." You don't have martial arts, how long can you stop it? ”
Hua Xiangrong leaned back against the head of the bed with a pure look in her eyes, and said embarrassedly: "Boss, I didn't think about it so much, I just wanted to be able to delay it for a while." Owner, as long as you're okay. My sister was also snatched away by the bad guys in this way, and now I don't know where my sister is, the owner, you are good to me. No matter what happens, I will definitely protect the owner. ”
Hua Xiangrong thought of when he was young, because his father was poor and good at gambling, once he lost the gambling and mortgaged the house, and he really had no money to pay off the gambling debts, and was called by the debt collectors in the gambling house, but because there was no silver Ah Dad mortgaged the elder sister, and the desperate appearance of the elder sister was deeply imprinted in the bottom of Hua Xiangrong's heart, and he was angry that he had no way to protect the elder sister.
But now that she has a boss who is so good to her, even if she gives her life to the owner, she is willing.
Han Qingyi blew the medicine a little colder and fed Hua Xiangrong one bite at a time, causing Hua Xiangrong's head injury to heal and she was excited and wanted to jump out of bed and kowtow, but was finally severely stopped by Han Qingyi, and she was not allowed to kowtow to herself in the future.
She has no way to manage the outside world, but when Hua Xiangrong faces her, she will never allow her to treat herself as a servant, in Han Qingyi's opinion, this is her sister.
The sky became colder and colder, the window lattice outside was blown by the cold wind, and through the paper, you could feel that there were snowflakes fluttering outside, but fortunately, because the inside of the house was still relatively warm with the earth dragon, after Hua Xiangrong finished taking the medicine, Han Qingyi let her have a good rest.
Walking to the center of the compound, large snowflakes fell from the dim sky. Suddenly, the mountains, rivers, fields, and villages were all shrouded in white snow, and Bai Qingren was busy with the kitchen and stood under the eaves looking at the snowflakes in the sky, and also saw Han Qingyi opposite, at this moment, it seemed that there was only the beautiful woman in front of him in his mind.
Han Qingyi was very conflicted in her heart, she had Bai Qingren in her heart before, but on the day of the poetry competition, he looked at Zhen Ranshuang's hot eyes, and he was a woman who more or less understood in his heart. There is also a pimple anyway, and the other man, Bei Mingmo. But it's just a passerby, there won't be a day of intersection, Han Qingyi doesn't know what to do in this other world?
Is it to choose the man in front of him who is also good to himself, but he will also be attracted to other women, or make a fortune in a muffled voice, of course, Han Qingyi still prefers silver, but what comes to his heart is Bei Mingmo.
Through Bai Qingren's star-like eyes, she still saw another person. It's just that I don't know if he will sit in the lake pavilion to enjoy the snow on such a snowy day, hugging his wife, the two of them chatting, thinking of this, the more she thinks about this unknown thing, the more painful her heart is.
Where are you?
There are two flowers, one on each branch.
Ah Da drove the carriage and whirred through the snowflakes, Ziyuan held the stove because he was afraid of the cold and didn't let go, and Bei Mingmo just sat motionless in the car, he thought back to the life she once longed for, and recalled the peach blossom source she said.
If your heart has indeed been given to others, if you can't be by your side, then, I am willing to clear all the roads for you, I am willing to build a paradise for you, the life you want is not mine, but I am willing to give you a world, even if you and other men.
Thinking, a tear fell into the abyss in a place that others couldn't see, trying not to let anyone see his loneliness.