Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He opened his eyes and looked out into the sky.

The shutters divide the light into small pieces. In the small gap between the blur, you can see the gray blue sky outside. It's an early morning with thick fog.

The green plants outside are like rime, with a touch of sadness.

"Bang -"

A small voice came from the outside, and the nerves of Dongfang Shijin seemed to become particularly sensitive.

I don't know why, his heart is always in pain for unknown reasons, as if it was hollowed out somewhere.

His intuition told him that something was going to happen

Dongfang Shijin's eyes looked through the shutters, but just saw the foggy ground outside, as if several carriages were parked there.

Dongfang Shijin didn't care at first. Maybe someone was ill and sent here

"Tick -"

"Tick -"

"Tick -"

The quartz clock in the corner made a dull sound. Dongfang Shijin's body was tired. He woke up inexplicably this time. His heart was always palpitating.

He is really tired, but as soon as he closes his eyes, he can see ye Qingcheng's red eyes and silent lips saying: [Dongfang Shijin... I'm leaving, I'm leaving you...]

[Dongfang Shijin, I'm leaving...]

[I'm leaving you...]

The Oriental world brocade suddenly opened its eyes, and the light seemed to be the sudden awakening of a lion.

He is always vaguely uneasy.

This sound seems to be becoming particularly true.

Dongfang Shijin simply sat up and pulled out all the needles on his body. He put on his slippers and opened the door.

"Young master...?"

The horse has been guarding outside the door, and because his wound has not fully recovered a few days ago, he sits on the chair at the door, hanging an arm, and his eyes are red, which is obviously a sign of staying up late.

“……”

The steps of Dongfang Shijin strided forward and went straight to Ye Qingcheng's ward.

"Young master... You are still infusion..."

Looking at the Oriental world brocade constantly walking in front, it seems that the horse suddenly shook his mind and strode to catch up with the footsteps of the Oriental world brocade.

"Bang -"

He kicked the door open with a violent kick. In the dark, the bed was clean and a small bed quilt was folded neatly.

There was no one inside, only the residual breath of Ye Qingcheng in the air, a faint fragrance.

It seems that it has become an invisible hand, which has severely strangled the heart of Dongfang Shijin.

It's true.

The sound of constant circulation in his dream is true - Ye Qingcheng is leaving!

Dongfang Shijin suddenly felt that his strength seemed to be stripped away. He stood there with an unprecedented empty pain like ice desert in his eyes

"Less -"

The horse hurried over and saw the scene in front of him. He was stunned.

There is no one in the big bed.

Ye Qingcheng left.

"This is..."

Obviously, the horse didn't react.

Dongfang Shijin stood there, his hands hanging on both sides of his body clenched slightly, and his eyes were covered by slightly long bangs, which sent out a steady stream of pain - Ye Qingcheng really left!

Dongfang Shijin closed his eyes, but suddenly opened them again and walked outside

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