Rebirth of the First Class

Chapter 2 Wither (2)
Wei Xizhao laughed because of this, his body trembled more and more, "After I die, right?"

Mo Zhaoyan acquiesced.

"I'm already... a dying person, so why... why bother telling me this?" Wei Xizhao coughed violently when he was speaking.

"Miss!" Shen Xing came back to his senses, and when he walked to Wei Xizhao, his face was full of tears, "Miss, we don't listen to his nonsense, he lied to you." After that, he looked at Mo Zhao with resentment Say, "Get out! Get out!"

"Xi Zhao, listen to my explanation..." Mo Zhaoyan did not leave, but took a step forward.

"I'll let you go!" Shen Xing was furious, lifted the jewelry box on the dressing table, and brute force threw it at Mo Zhaoyan.

Mo Zhaoyan hurriedly turned his head, but was hit hard on the shoulder.

Shen Xing turned to the side again, picked up the embroidered pier, and hit Mo Zhaoyan again.

"Are you crazy?" Mo Zhaoyan's face suddenly turned pale, and a look of anger appeared in his eyes.However, he is a frail scholar, and he has been wronged first, so he has neither the courage nor the guts to fight back.

"If there is something wrong with Miss today, I will kill you heartbroken!" Shen Xing spun around the room quickly, found a pair of scissors, and threw himself at Mo Zhaoyan again.

Mo Zhaoyan saw that Shen Xing was putting on a desperate posture, he felt fearful, and fled to the outside, but he refused to accept his soft words, and said viciously: "Bitch! Your young lady is not as good as a maid in this manor If she has a high status, who will marry her? I only got entangled with her to make Xiyun happy, what can you do? We will get married when she dies, what can you do?"

"I'll kill you, you pig and dog!" The hatred in Shen Xing's heart couldn't be increased, and he desperately chased Mo Zhaoyan out of the room and out of the courtyard.

Wei Xizhao could hear the words of the two of them clearly.

The man she treated wholeheartedly was only entangled with her to coax Wei Xiyun.

It was like falling into a thousand-foot cold pool, the chill piercing to the bone.

How did all this happen?And why?What did she do wrong?
Wei Xizhao supported the wall and walked towards the door step by step.She wanted to speed up her steps, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead.She wanted to call Shen Xing back and tell her that there was no need to argue with such a person, but her voice was as low as a gnat.

Walking into the courtyard, her body lost its support, and she fell on her back to the ground, and the strength was lost from her body little by little.No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't get up.

She opened her eyes blankly, looking at the night sky.

On the azure blue sky, the stars are shining brightly, and the moonlight is ecstasy.

It was also such a spring moon night, she and him made love under the flower tree, held his hand, and grew old together.What she was wearing was a delicate peach red.

The Mo family and the Wei family are family friends. A few years ago, his father was imprisoned by the emperor. He came to live in the Wei mansion, and spent time with her childhood sweetheart.

The vow of eternal love, but it turned out that it was just a dream of hers.

He actually played with her every time from the very beginning.How vicious and vicious!

It's because she is too dull, thinking that sweet words are affectionate, and she can't see through other people's hypocrisy.

Pain, regret, thorough heart and spleen.

hateful.

She stared fixedly at the bright and clear moon, and the crystal tears slowly slipped down.

It would be great if I could live again.

Do it all over again, and she will definitely repay her kindness every step of the way!

At this moment, Shen Xing suddenly thought of Wei Xizhao, dropped the scissors, and ran back to Linglong Pavilion.

"Miss, miss..." Shen Xing rushed to Wei Xizhao's side, shaking her body.

"Xi Zhao." Mo Zhaoyan also came up to Wei Xizhao, and Shen Xing slapped his hand away viciously.

Shen Xing hugged Wei Xizhao in his arms, weeping uncontrollably.The young lady's face is like gold paper, and she has no way to recover.

"Xi Zhao..." Mo Zhaoyan's voice choked up, "Is there anything to explain? I will definitely do my best to help you fulfill your wish."

Wei Xizhao tried his best to raise his hand, pointing to the air, his voice was extremely weak, he paused every word, but filled with hatred: "The blue sky and bright moon bear witness, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely treat you as a plaything." His voice stopped , his eyes lost focus, "Don't look forward to the next life, I will bear you in the next life."

After finishing speaking, she opened her eyes in vain, but there was no longer a bright moon in front of her eyes, and the world fell into eternal night.

The pale hand fell powerlessly, and the long black eyelashes slowly closed.

She no longer had a trace of life, but there was a cruel and lonely smile on the corner of her lips.

The evening wind blows, and the fragrance falls all over the place.

Fragrant souls die, flowers are buried.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, the 23rd year of Tianshun.

It is March, the breeze is flowing, and the flying flowers are wandering.

In the early morning, Wei Xizhao stood in the courtyard, looking up at the clear sky.

Between heaven and earth, looking at the joys and sorrows of the two worlds.

The heavens favored her and allowed her to live again, back to two years ago.

At this time, the tragedy has not yet begun, and she and Mo Zhaoyan have not yet made up their minds.

It will take a few days to believe that it is not a dream.

"Miss, the wind is still chilly this morning, so don't catch a cold." Luoyue walked up to Wei Xizhao, holding a brocade cloak in her hand.

"I'm going back to my room." Wei Xizhao responded, turned and went back indoors.

Shen Xing was cleaning the glazed vase, when he saw Wei Xizhao coming in, he said confusedly: "Miss, I don't know what's wrong these few days, she always seems preoccupied, and even put her embroidery work aside."

Luoyue looked at Shen Xing who was acting carelessly, frowned lightly, and softly warned: "Don't just talk, be careful not to break things with your hands and feet! Early in the morning, it's unlucky."

Shen Xing was impatient, "I know, I'm counting on you for being long-winded!"

Today, when the two maids quarreled, Wei Xizhao felt very heartwarming, and walked into the bedroom with a smile on his lips.

On the canopy bed of mahogany cave and moon style, there is a brocade handkerchief with a half-embroidered lotus pattern.

Wei Xizhao took it in his hand, took a closer look, and put it back in its original place.

My mother is good at female red, and taught her personally when she was a few years old.When she was eight years old, after her mother passed away, she often sat in her room doing embroidery work to pass the time and longing for her mother.

(End of this chapter)