My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Seven hundred and forty-ninth


  "Broken Moon..."

  She didn't know how to comfort him, but felt that all the comforting words were empty and weak.

  Having no personal experience, how to marry is empathetic.

  Just like when Shenshuizong left her back then, she was too painful to breathe and couldn't easily say "I can let go".

  In fact, it’s hard to let go!

  They are just ordinary people in the world, not the lonely and decisive person who sees the world clearly.

  The eight hardships in life, love is parting, hate is hard to find, this is how it is.

  No one can help, only come out by yourself and release your mind...

  "Broken Moon." Xiaomian called him out, like a cat paw, gently scratching his heart lake, pulling away the ripples.

  Duanyue suddenly turned around and walked forward quickly, suddenly reached out to wrap her in her arms, and her arms closed tightly.

  This hug has nothing to do with the geometry of wind and moon, only a sense of disappointment.

  Facially paralyzed, he subconsciously pulled away his hands and broke away from his embrace.

  But he listened to him with his head down in her ear and whispered in a low voice, "Don't move, just hug."

  This is the only hug in this life, and it is tonight tonight...

  In fact, he knew it a long time ago, and to miss a moment is to miss a lifetime.

  Even if the time goes back, even if the covered water is recycled, if you miss it... it is a miss, and you can't force it anymore in this life.

  ……

  It was late at night when Xiaomian collapsed back into the house.

  A little light in the room was dim, a faint figure outside the door, shadows of trees in the window, and the sound of rustling rain accompanied by the sound of wind, making people feel bored.

  Qiaomu sat next to the bed for a long time, suddenly raised his hand and patted his leg hard.

   makes you curious about going out and makes you lose control of your legs.

  She slammed onto the bed, letting herself fall into the soft blanket.

  What to do? After going out for such a circle, I couldn't sleep more and more.

  Small face rolled over on the bed, secretly annoyed.

  I feel like I can’t face him tomorrow...

  In that hug, even if the nerves are like a facial paralyzed face, I understand at this time how deep and deep this man's feelings for her are.

  The little guy was in the soft quilt, rolled over, rolled over, rolled over again for most of the night.

  Finally couldn't hold back, he flipped open the quilt and jumped to the ground.

  Take out the pen and paper from the inner boundary, Xiaomian slumped and sat down at the table. He hesitated for a long time after lifting the pen. After writing a few words, knead it, knead it, knead it, write a few more words, knead it again Knead it out.

  After half an hour this time, look at the sky, it is almost bright.

  After all, I can’t linger any longer.

  The little princess took a deep breath, and only wrote a line on the paper, then covered the paper and got up, and walked out quickly to cover it.

  But seeing the morning breeze coming in from outside the window, a thin piece of paper is pressed under the paperweight, and a line of four words is written:

  Go home, don’t read it!

  The rain stopped outside when I went out.

  The pool of water on the ground has not yet dried up.

   Looking up at the sky, it was gray and there was no sunlight.

  Small facial paralysis did not close my eyes for a night, and I felt a little mentally insane.

   Follow the hollow hairpin flower corridor to the east, planning to go out of the palace gate and then release the flying beast.

  Unexpectedly, he turned a corner and paused, looking at the figure standing under the tree in the atrium, inexplicably guilty in his heart.

  Yes, she just can't help but run away.

   Never thought that this person had already understood everything about her, and was waiting for her here!

  Small face paralyzed footsteps and hesitated, mushrooming behind the porch, not thinking about how to say it.


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