Lu He stood there, looking at Meng Haowen's back with complicated eyes.
His shoulders were straight, as if he was carrying all the stress and responsibility.
Lu He's heart is full of contradictions.
She clearly knew that her feelings for Meng Haowen were sincere, and that love was deeply rooted in her heart.
His rare smile, his mannerisms, everything about him made her irresistible.
However, she also began to understand that what she wanted to do next might prevent them from being together.
She knew that these next choices might prevent her from being with Meng Haowen, and this thought made her feel painful.
Lu He looked at Meng Haowen's back and couldn't help but think in her heart that even if this relationship was only short-lived, even if this relationship could not last long, she still wanted to pursue it.
Because she knows that only by pursuing it bravely can she leave no regrets.
Even if it was only once, she would hold him firmly and let him stay in her memory forever.
Perhaps, she will have a good memory for the rest of her life.
Thinking of this, Lu He suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
Lu He smiled, and that smile was like the spring sunshine, falling warmly on her face, making her eyes brighter and more attractive.
She trotted quickly, her posture light and graceful, like a flowing ink painting.
Her steps are brisk and exuding a youthful vitality, making people involuntarily infected by her enthusiasm.
Her hand was stretched out at this moment, as if capturing an erratic dream. Her fingers were slender and soft, carrying a unique temperature, like the spring breeze, gently blowing through Meng Haowen's heart.
Lu He grabbed Meng Haowen's hand. Her palms were sweating slightly. It was a kind of nervous and expectant sweat, which seemed to be telling her inner emotions.
Meng Haowen's hand was held tightly by her, and he could feel the warmth of her palm. He immediately stopped moving forward and was stunned.
At this moment, they held hands, their eyes met, their palms became sweaty, and for a moment, they felt that the whole world was quiet.
Meng Haowen felt his heart tighten slightly. His hand was held tightly by Lu He, and the soft and delicate skin made him feel a strange kind of nervousness.
He seemed to be caught off guard by this sudden close contact, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it.
His eyes fell involuntarily on their intertwined hands, as if they were the summer sunshine and the fallen leaves of autumn.
He tried to read Lu He's emotions, but her expression was like the surface of a deep lake, unable to peek into her true heart.
Meng Haowen's fingers trembled slightly. He wanted to pull out, but he couldn't bear to break the tranquility.
His heartbeat seemed to be pinched by invisible hands. With every beat of the pulse, he experienced a deep fear. This was a feeling he had never felt before. It was chaotic and uneasy, but there was also a sense of panic. An irresistible attraction.
He looked into Lu He's eyes, those eyes as clear as lake water, looking at him tenderly.
He knew that Lu He had no ill intentions and that she was just acting according to her own wishes, but this did not eliminate the tension and confusion in his heart.
"What are you doing?"
Green He's eyes sparkled with joy, like a clear spring leaping in the sunshine.
Her cheeks were slightly red, with a hint of girlish shyness and naughtiness. Her steps were light, like a dancing butterfly, and her hair was gently fluttering in the breeze.
She smiled mischievously, and her green eyes sparkled with mischief, as if she was declaring her feelings.
Her voice has a gentleness and sweetness that makes people moved.
"I like you, I just can't help but want to hold your hand."
Her words were as gentle as the spring breeze, full of sweetness and sincerity. She gently stretched out her jade-like hand, her eyes full of expectation and shyness.
Her heartbeat seemed to be synchronized with his at this moment, and her breathing seemed to be intertwined with his. He could feel
She felt that her palms were slightly sweaty.
Facing Lu He's frankness, Meng Haowen was a little panicked for a moment, and his eyes began to flicker, as if he was looking for a possibility of escape.
He wanted to stay away from this embarrassing situation, but he was trapped in it and couldn't escape. His heartbeat was racing, his heart was in chaos, and he felt like he was being pushed into a corner from which he could not escape.
His eyes wandered around, trying to find a direction, but Lu He's eyes remained fixed on him, leaving him with nowhere to escape.
He felt his face begin to heat up and wanted to say something, but found that his tongue seemed to be locked and he could not speak.
His body trembled slightly, trying to escape from this embarrassing situation, but his feet seemed to be nailed, unable to move. He knew that he could no longer escape, he had to face all this.
"Why don't you say anything? Are you surprised? You shouldn't be. You clearly know that I like you."
Lu He's directness made Meng Haowen stunned again, and then his thoughts became a little wandering.
"I know."
He himself didn't understand why he said such a sentence, but it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel anything at all.
Previously, when she saw the clothes Lu He made for herself, she felt warm in her heart at that moment. However, no matter what, if she might betray the general, then no matter who the other party was, she would never do it. Appeasement.
Meng Haowen took a deep look at Lu He, his eyes full of deep thoughts and unspeakable emotions.
He stretched out his hand gently and gently but firmly took away Lu He's hand from his.
This action caused a complex emotion to well up in Lu He's heart, which was a deep loss, but with a hint of understanding and gratitude.
The moment he took his hand away, Meng Haowen turned around and walked into the distance. His figure looked particularly lonely and determined, and his steps were firm without a trace of hesitation.
Lu He looked at his leaving back, feeling full of confusion and helplessness.
The invisible barrier between her and Meng Haowen was like an invisible wall, cutting off the communication and emotional connection between them.
She looked at Meng Haowen and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
She took a deep breath and silently told herself: It doesn't matter, there is nothing we can do about it.
Lu He watched Meng Haowen's body completely disappear from his sight, and then slowly walked forward.
After she returned to the General's Mansion, she anxiously searched for Xia Yang.
She walked through rows of corridors and around courtyards, her heart beating faster. Finally, she saw Xia Yang in a pavilion in the back garden.
He sat there alone, with his back to Lu He.
Lu He approached slowly, her footsteps echoing in the silent garden. She gently patted Xia Yang on the shoulder, and he turned his head in surprise.
"Why are you here? Didn't you say not to meet in the general's residence? It would be bad if someone discovered you."
Lu He glanced at him and sat across from him eagerly, "Xia Yang, I can't hold myself tight."
As soon as her words came out, Xia Yang didn't seem to be surprised. He picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and then said calmly: "What's the matter, so nervous?"
"I want to confess something to you, I..."
Before Lu He finished speaking, Xia Yang said nonchalantly: "Why, do you really like her?"
"how do you know?"
Lu He did not deny her feelings for Meng Haowen, but there was a hint of unspeakable sadness in her eyes.
That kind of sadness is like the clouds in the evening, dim and silent, wrapped in unspoken emotions. Her eyes are like a closed window, hiding too many secrets and emotions, but unable to find a suitable outlet. .
The corners of her mouth turned down slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress her emotions. It was a painful struggle and helpless acceptance.
"Does this still need to be seriously considered?
? I have seen the clothes you made for him. What, could it be that they were intended to be given to me? "
Lu He rolled his eyes at him, then stood up and couldn't help but ask: "It's good that you know, but you can rest assured that I will never affect the overall situation because of my own affairs."
Xia Yang also stood up, and then said: "As long as you understand, I don't care about other things, as long as you understand in your own heart."
Lu He told herself that she only needed to leave some memories with Meng Haowen.
The rest, she told herself, was just like always.
She didn't know that he had already seen the clothes she made for Meng Haowen.
When she returned to the room, she looked at the dress carefully, with a slight smile on her lips.
"I wonder if he will like this when he sees this. No, I don't know if he will accept this dress."
She was thinking about these things, but what she didn't know was that Meng Haowen was already in Luo Jinyu's study at the moment.
"General, I followed Lu He out today, but I didn't find anything. She didn't meet anyone or do anything.
However, after she returned to the house, I found that she immediately ran to find the warlord, but I had no idea what they were talking about. "
Luo Jinyu nodded gently, "Yeah, okay, I understand."
Looking at Meng Haowen's expression, he couldn't help but feel doubts in his heart.
There was an indescribable depth in Meng Haowen's eyes, and his usual calmness and ease were no longer there.
This subtle change made Luo Jinyu feel a little uneasy. He vaguely felt that Meng Haowen must have something unsaid.
Luo Jinyu's intuition quietly grew in his heart, and he began to carefully observe Meng Haowen's words and deeds.
Meng Haowen's shoulders were slightly tense, his eyes flickered, as if he was deliberately hiding something, and his tone became stiff, as if he was perfunctory. These details made Luo Jinyu more certain that Meng Haowen must be hiding something.
He clenched his hands into fists and placed them against his chin, feeling a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.
Luo Jinyu took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.
He knew that he could not force Meng Haowen now, as that would only make him more hesitant.
