Chapter 228: There Are Lovers in the World (3)

Ye Rui couldn't stand it anymore, she stretched out her hand and pulled him up forcefully, without saying anything, she dragged him out of the crowd.

However, Su Wenxuan struggled to break free from her restraint, choked up and said: "I want to find her, I want to find her!"

"You're never finished, a big man, what are you crying for?" Ye Rui complained, but her eyes were full of pity.

The two stood at the entrance of the quiet alley, looking at each other like that, Su Wenxuan looked at her dimly, as if trying to recognize who she was, suddenly, he hugged her like a child, and lay down on her shoulder, burst into tears.

"She's gone, I'll never see her again!" Su Wenxuan cried hoarsely, in such pain, "Why? Why did God treat me like this, I love her, really, I love her so much, but I want to watch her leave me!"

Ye Rui listened to his weak cries, but could only sigh faintly. At this moment, she didn't know what to say, and she couldn't say anything.

Fate made them separate, but Su Wenxuan couldn't tell anyone that his love would only rot in his stomach from now on, wilting and rotting until one day he couldn't even remember himself.

"Wenying said that she seduced the emperor, I don't believe it, I really don't believe it, I know, she loves me too, how could she betray me? She must have some reasons why she can't do it, she is not that kind of person! "Su Wenxuan trembled.

Ye Rui sighed a long time, "Yes, she loves you!" She said so firmly.

But it was this sentence that made Su Wenxuan cry even more sadly. The tears that had already stopped stayed down again, soaking her skirt, but she still supported him like that, letting him pour out the tears.

"Hugging and hugging in the street, how decent is it!" The Eighth Prince looked at the two hugging tightly at the entrance of the alley, his face was gloomy like ice that would not melt for a thousand years.

"Master, is the slave going to let them separate?" The servant behind him asked in a low voice, watching his words and expressions.

The Eighth Prince really hesitated for a moment, as if he was considering the feasibility of this matter, "Forget it, what are you going to do!" He finally said ignorantly, originally, the two of them were hugging there, and he was not her father , Second, it's not about her, what qualifications do she have to manage others.

Fortunately, Su Wenxuan finally wiped away his tears and left that warm embrace, and said with a dazed look: "Thank you, I know, you are comforting me!"

"No, she just gave me this back and asked me to give it to you. At the last moment, she still wanted you!" Ye Rui said firmly.

Spread out the palms that have been tightly clenched, there is a densely folded piece of paper, with shallow ink stains, dots smudged.

Su Wenxuan's eyes trembled, looking at the paper, his hands trembled unconsciously, and tremblingly picked up the paper, it was a piece of light red plum blossom paper, with a faint fragrance, and the graceful handwriting was somewhat similar to his own .

yes!He used to teach her to write hand in hand, the odes he once loved and the letter he used to be familiar with, but now he looked at it as hot as a flame, scorching his heart.

Cherish the remnants of red and tears all over his clothes, he is not born to be infatuated with love, there is no place in the world for lovesickness.

If the flowers bloom again, it is not the old tree, and if the clouds can stay temporarily, it will also be mourning.

A few short words scalded his heart, he trembled and howled loudly, turned his head suddenly, and rushed towards the palace like crazy, towards the place where the sedan chair disappeared.

(End of this chapter)

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