The black clouds turned into ink, brewing the turbulence before the rainstorm. The silent tranquility covers the dark waves of depression in the heart. In today's Jinghua Waterside Pavilion, the sound of the piano is still there, but it is not as cheerful and peaceful as in the past. The strings are sharp and broken, and the sound is filled with the excitement of ignorance.
Yu Tianqing came to Xu Wuhua, holding the gold-threaded silk garment. She gently put down the tencel gold-lined garment.
Xu Wuhua looked at her, his deep eyes darker than before, "What do you mean?"
Yu Tianqing said, "No reward for no merit, I cannot accept such a precious thing."
There was silence for a while, and the ambergris floating from time to time in the incense burner announced the flow of time and space.
In an instant, Xu Wuhua stood up. He held the back of Yu Tianqing's neck across the Jiaowei Guqin, and moved forward. Yu Tianqing fell into his arms, and he looked down at her.
"Why, you can't take the Tencel Gold Thread Clothes I gave you, but you can happily go swimming in the lake with him when he gave you the river lanterns?"
Yu Tianqing was in pain and shouted, "Let me go!"
Xian Wuhua said loudly, "I won't let you go!"
Xu Wuhua's eyes were blazing, his breathing was rapid, and the masculine aura exuding from his body almost swallowed up Yu Tianqing.
A strong feeling of rejection surged out of Yu Tianqing's chest. Without even thinking about it, she slapped it with all her strength.
Xu Wuhua shifted his body in time, but even so, he still groaned, the wind of his palm swept away, and his blood surged.
Xian Wuhua's voice was low, as if he was extremely disappointed, "Do you actually hate me so much?"
His usual confidence and style seemed to have been wiped clean by Yu Tianqing at this moment. Any woman who had seen him in high spirits would probably not be able to bear the hurt in his eyes or his loneliness at this moment.
Those who accused him of being presumptuous were swallowed back alive.
Yu Tianqing took a step back and said, "It's not that I hate you, but I don't like the way you talk and act."
"Then what do you like?" Xu Wuhua stared at her and asked, "Do you like a fake Taoist like Yi Qingjue? Or a humble gentleman like Bai Yunshen?"
Is it ridicule or sarcasm? The sharp tone is very unpleasant.
"Why do you always bring irrelevant people into it?"
"Oh? If it's not them, then what reason do you have for not liking me?"
I don’t know if it’s overconfidence or strong arrogance.
Yu Tianqing sighed helplessly, "Then you have the gentle Qing Ruo beside you, and the charming Bai Xueyao, why do you insist on liking me?"
Xu Wuhua said, "How can they compare with you?"
Yu Tianqing couldn't help but ask, "Why can't they compare with me? In appearance, temperament, and talent, are they inferior to me?"
Xu Wuhua immediately said, "Of course, no one can surpass you."
Unexpectedly, he thought that he valued her so much. Yu Tianqing was surprised and said, "Why? We have only just met."
"Have we just met?" Xu Wuhua said, "In my heart, I have known you for a thousand years."
Yu Tianqing remained silent.
After a long silence, Yu Tianqing said the remaining words, "Time flies by, and the pink powder will eventually turn into a skeleton. At that time, you may find that today's persistence is just empty talk."
"Don't you really understand?" Xu Wuhua said suddenly, "I like you because I like you, just because I like you. As for what you become, as long as it's me, as long as it's you, that's fine. .”
Affectionate words that touch people's hearts. While it's heartwarming, there's still a hint of thrilling.
Does such a deep friendship come from the emotion itself, or does it come from the persistence of emotion?
Yu Tianqing said slowly, "I understand."
"As you said, you like me only because you like me, so I can answer you now." She looked at Xiu Wuhua and said seriously, "I reject you not because of Yi Qingjue or Bai Yun. Deeply, it’s because I don’t accept your feelings, that’s all.”
Niu Wuhua instantly became eclipsed, and his eyes shrank, seemingly in disbelief. He pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.
Yu Tianqing turned his head away slightly, looked at the raindrops outside the window, and sighed quietly, "What you said yesterday reminded me that although you and I are both children of the world, we don't stick to trivial matters, but the meaning of ridicule will make people feel uncomfortable." Many people have unnecessary misunderstandings and conflicts, so I came today not only to make it clear to you, but also because I have decided to leave Jinghua Waterside Pavilion."
Xian Wuhua's burning eyes contained endless anger and sadness.
"Thank you for taking care of me during this time."
After saying that, Yu Tianqing planned to leave.
"Wait..." Xu Wuhua called to Yu Tianqing who was about to leave in the sedan chair. He pointed at the tencel gold-lined clothes on the table and said, "The things I have sent out will not be taken back. You take them!"
Yu Tianqing said calmly, "It's not mine, I shouldn't want it."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp slap, Xian Wuhua slapped angrily, and the vase on the corner of the table fell down. The wind from the palm suddenly lifted up a corner of the curtain, and a beautiful figure knelt down in the corridor at some point. The raindrops gradually soaked her long hair and clothes in the wind.
"Qing Ruo!" Yu Tianqing exclaimed. She looked at her thin figure and trembled.
Tianqing couldn't help shouting to Xu Wuhua, "What happened yesterday was all my opinion. Why do you want to
Punish her? "
Xu Wuhua snorted coldly, "Punish her? Ask her, did I ask her to kneel?"
Qing Ruo trembled as she listened to her words, "Miss Yu, it's not the master who punishes me, it's me who came to confess to the master."
"What's your crime?" Yu Tianqing couldn't help but said, "Get up quickly."
Qing Ruo shook his head, "It's Qing Ruo's fault for making the young master unhappy."
Yu Tianqing was speechless. She said to Xu Wuhua, "What do you want to do before you let her get up?"
Xu Wuhua sneered, "Since I didn't ask her to kneel down, why should she ask me to get up." Then he said coldly to Qing Ruo, "Since Miss Yu misunderstood that I was punishing you, why don't you just get up?" Prove my innocence.”
Qing Ruo shook her head quickly and said with tears in her voice, like pear blossoms in the rain, "Qing Ruo can't get up, please keep Qing Ruo by your side."
Xu Wuhua looked at Yu Tianqing with innocent eyes. He seemed not to care about Qing Ruo's persistence.
Yu Tianqing looked at the scene in front of him and felt it was ironic.
Qing Ruo is so affectionate, Xian Wuhua cannot feel it, and Xian Wuhua is so cold, Qing Ruo turns a deaf ear to it. What are they obsessed with?
Yu Tianqing sighed and said, "If I am willing to accept the Tencel Gold Thread Clothes, then you can keep her and not blame her?"
Xu Wuhua smiled lightly, "I'm afraid it's not enough!"
Yu Tianqing frowned, "What else?"
Xian Wuhua smiled brightly and looked deeply, "I want you to wear it every day. No matter where you go, you must wear it. I want everyone in the world to know that you are wearing the clothes I gave you."
The incomprehensible tyranny, and even more incomprehensible persistence, were like a huge mountain, weighing on Yu Tianqing's heart. ...as far as the eye can see:
The rain is pouring, and the sound is like a drum. Qing Ruo's small figure was almost covered in the heavy rain.
Yu Tianqing looked at Qing Ruo who had curled up into a ball, and sighed, "Okay, I promise you."
