Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 1205 Chang'an is gone, long miss (59)

"Then what about the square snow-colored handkerchief I kept? I clearly put it in the middle of the drawer. How dare you say you didn't take it away?!"

At this time, the slightly yellowed veil was sticking to Bian Que's inner shirt chest, scorching hot like a fire.

His tone was calm, and he couldn't hear what he said.

"Even if I saw that old thing, I would take it and throw it away."

Words without warmth and emotion, and sneering disdain are his usual aloofness and indifference.

The room was quiet, and Yan Huan's tears rolled down in big ones.

There is a feeling of feeding the dog out of infatuation.

Bian Que stood with his back to her, and could hear her weeping bitterly, but he stubbornly refused to turn around.

If you turn around, you will be soft-hearted, if you are soft-hearted, you will be reluctant, and if you are reluctant, you will compromise.

As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Since this seedling has sprouted, but it is destined not to bloom and bear fruit, it is best to pinch it at this time.

"Remember to drink the medicine while it's hot."

He dropped the six words indifferently, although every step he took was as painful as stepping on a knife edge, and his knuckles were clenched blue and white, he never looked back at her.

"I just want you to answer, do you like me?"

"This kind of meaningless question, what do you want me to answer you? Does the master's normal concern for the apprentice count as liking? Does pity count as liking? Does the sense of responsibility mean liking?"

"So you have no love for me at all, do you?"

"Never before."

Yan Huan smiled, "You are lying, you dare not look at me and say, you are just lying to yourself!"

Bian Que turned around slowly and looked at her expressionlessly, his eyes were forever cold.

"I don't like you, I don't like you, I don't like you, I don't like you..."

The words are mechanical and impatient, and the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart is probably the case.

Yan Huan covered his ears tightly, and cried out in despair, "But you obviously like me, you are lying to me, you are lying to me!"

"Why are you lying to yourself? What did I do wrong to make you misunderstand that I like you? Cai Wenji, how old are you, and how old am I? I am 12 years older than you, and you were raised by me!"

Bian Que's gloomy face was stained a little red with anger, his tone was raised a bit, all words seemed to be convincing himself.

"How could I have that kind of thought about you?"

Although it is doubtful, it is very certain.

She couldn't hold her breath from crying, sobbed and spoke intermittently, her eyes were red, and Bian Que's distressed eye sockets were hot.

"Then I'm self-indulgent, I'm dirty-minded, I'm shameless, and I mistakenly think that Master likes me, is that okay?"

He turned around quickly, fearing that Cai Wenji would notice something unusual, and said coldly, "You just need to understand."

Yan Huan grabbed the medicine bowl, but finally didn't have the heart to smash it on him, but smashed it on the door frame in front of him.

"I'll make you another bowl."

The curtain fell with a clatter, and they broke up unhappy.

It's not just displeasure, the eye sockets with tears are astringent and painful.

She has always been the one who took the initiative, and he never expressed anything. In fact, apart from the degree of goodwill, she can't feel Bian Que's liking for her at all, the liking between men and women.

Everything he did for her, including killing the king, can be justified by the master's care and care for his apprentice.

She fell into doubts about herself, about the system.

How can there be any good feelings, it may really be the master's care for the apprentice, not the liking between men and women.

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(End of this chapter)