after losing heart

Chapter 300 You hold the bow and cut me like a string [010]

Tea House, Accord

Fang Fang and Su Mofeng sat opposite each other.

The little second-hand tray came in, and gently placed a celadon teapot and two cups in the tray on the nanmu table in front of the two of them, bowed and said, "Please!"

Then he backed out, and when he left, he tactfully closed the door of the Accord room.

Fang Fang clenched her palms tightly, trying to suppress her frantic heartbeat, and tried her best to look as normal as possible.

The man lowered his brows and eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he gently closed his robe sleeves. With his long white hands, he lifted the teapot on the table and filled their cups with tea.

Fang Fang couldn't help taking a breath, and through the mist of hot tea, she quietly looked at the man opposite.

With long flying eyebrows, bright moon and thin lips, her gentle and calm demeanor is incomparably handsome.

The man reached out and handed the cup to her, smiling slightly.

At that moment, her heart trembled.

How long?
How long has he not smiled at her like this?
She no longer remembers.

It seems that this year, he has always treated her coldly, so cold that there is no warmth at all.

"Ginger slices are added to this tea, which can relieve fever and cold."

He smiled lightly and opened his mouth softly, but when she heard this, her heart pounded heavily.

She raised her eyes in astonishment, stared at him blankly, and even forgot to pick up the teacup in his hand.

he knows?
He knew she had a fever?She caught a cold?

With a heart surging like never before, she said softly, "Su Mofeng..."

The smile on the man's lips faded slightly, seeing that she hadn't answered for a long time, he put the teacup in his hand in front of her, "I'm a doctor, listening to your words today, looking at your complexion, I probably know the condition of your body."

Fang Fang looked at him without saying a word.

"Also..." The man reached out and took out a small porcelain bottle from his wide sleeve and handed it to her. "This is medicine for bruises and sprains. It is applied externally on the ankles twice a day."

Fang Fang still didn't speak, just looked at him, not for a moment.

The man bent his lips, and was about to put the porcelain bottle on the table in front of her, but she suddenly reached out and took the porcelain bottle over.

His temperature remained on the porcelain bottle, and she gathered her five fingers together and held it tightly in her palm.

That kind of force is like holding on to your own happiness.

"How do you know?" she said hoarsely.

If he knew she was suffering from the cold because he heard her voice and looked at her face, what about his ankle?Is it because of watching her walk?

He has a heart, right?

He has a heart for her, doesn't he?

Otherwise, how could he see that she was so well disguised, couldn't he?

She looked at the man eagerly, waiting for his answer, waiting for him to tell her the answer.

However, the man's next words directly caused her to fall from the clouds to the dust.

"Actually, Fang Fang, you don't have to do this."

The man let out a low sigh.

Fang Fang's complexion changed.

"Really, you don't need to torture yourself like this! I thought about it for a long time, so I decided to have a good talk with you..."

He understands this woman's heart for him, he understands it all!
However, he also understands his own heart!

He knew that he couldn't give her what she wanted!

He is not a heartless person, never has been, but he is extraordinarily cold and indifferent to her, because he has loved her before, and he can't love her, he knows the pain, and he knows that procrastination will only make people get worse The sinking is getting deeper and the pain is unbearable, so he doesn't want to give her too many fantasies.

He thought she would retreat in spite of difficulties, and she would let go!
However, he underestimated the persistence and strength of this woman.

For him, she made herself bruised and bruised. He doesn't love her, but it doesn't mean that he is heartless. He is a human being with flesh and blood, and he will feel distressed and moved.

That's why he decided to ask her out to have a good talk. They are all people who are trapped in love in the world of mortals. He doesn't want to ruin such a woman because of himself.

"Fang Fang, you are a good girl, really, it's just me..." He didn't finish, he knew she understood.

Fang Fang didn't speak, just looked at him, he saw that her hands tightly holding the porcelain bottle were trembling slightly.

He knew he was cruel, but what could he do?

What can he do?

The world is so impermanent, and the people who care seem to be wrong all the time.

He will not force others, nor does he want to force his own heart, that would be unfair to anyone.

"Fang Fang, you should have your own happiness..." He paused, and the scene of Dragonsong Palace today, her sarcasm and a man's mess, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, and continued to say : "For example, the ninth brother... the ninth brother is very good, he..."

Fang Fang suddenly laughed, her brows and eyes crooked.

She lowered her eyebrows and eyes, as if the street outside the window suddenly became noisy, and all kinds of noise came into her ears through the window, making her chest tight and breathless, clamoring to break through her heart to find an exit, her eyes were forced to turn red, and her ears were buzzing One piece, even breathing became cloudy.

It turned out that the purpose of asking her for tea was to make things clear, and it turned out that the purpose of asking her for tea was to push her to another man!
So what is ginger tea, and what is the medicine in the porcelain bottle?
pity her?

She doesn't need it!
Gently rubbing the pattern on the porcelain vase in her hand, she smiled, not daring to lift her eyes, fearing that the desolation in her eyes would be seen by this man who only sympathized with her and pitied her, she smiled, trying her best to smile lightly, " Thank you, Mr. San, for thinking so thoroughly for me. However, I want to make two points clear. First, I have never deliberately tortured myself for anyone. Everyone will get sick and get hurt. I am just unlucky. Second, I will pursue my own happiness, but I don't want the third master to forcefully arrange my happiness. After all, in Fang Fang's view, it is not the third master who has the final say on whether the ninth master is good or not. .”

Fang Fang finished speaking in one breath, feeling a hollow pain in her heart.

For a long time, there was no response from the man.

The sadness in her heart was even worse, she pursed her lips, raised her eyes, and saw the man tilted his head slightly, his black eyes were staring out of the window for a moment.

At first, she thought he was thinking, but soon, she realized that it was not, because she saw a woman's figure in his deep pupils.

Startled, she followed his gaze.

Sure enough, on the side of the street under the window, in front of a stall selling candied haws, two women were buying candied haws, smiling extremely happily.

The two of them looked like masters and servants of a wealthy family, and Fang Fang recognized them immediately.

Who else is it not Qiancheng and Chunlan?

No wonder!
No wonder this man didn't even listen to what she was saying, because as long as that woman appeared, he would have no one else in his eyes.

Smiling slightly, she opened her mouth, and was just about to speak, when suddenly, a white shadow flickered in front of her eyes, she was startled, and before she could react, she saw Su Mofeng flying up from the opposite side, leaping out of the window, driving straight at Going in the direction of Qiancheng.

Then, she heard screams and exclamations from pedestrians on the street, a man's painful muffled sound, and Qiancheng's surprised voice.

"Brother Feng!" Qiancheng held a bunch of candied haws in one hand and looked at Su Mofeng in disbelief.

At this time, Su Mofeng was clasping the wrist of a man with a wicked look. The man begged for mercy in pain, and an exquisite purse fell at their feet.

It was only then that Fang Fang realized what had happened.

It turned out that a thief stole Qiancheng's purse, and Su Mofeng caught the thief in time.

timely?

At that moment, Fang Fang couldn't help laughing again.

What kind of concentration is needed to spot the thief in this bustling and crowded street in the first place?

How eager is it to fly out regardless of being on the second floor, and catch the thief in the first place?

She got it!
She understands it all!

She took out an ingot of silver from her sleeve and put it on the table. She got up and was just about to leave when suddenly, a palm wind hit her and the back of her head hurt. Before she could understand what was going on, she fell into darkness.

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