Your Majesty, I'll Not Be With You

In fact, after meeting with that girl several times, he knew that the girl he liked was Miss Liu. If he had been him, he would have been a good match. However, with his poor appearance, he didn't know whether he could win the girl's favor

Qinling sighed again and squatted on the side of the road. He didn't know what he was thinking. He fiddled with those calligraphy and paintings with one hand at will. In short, it was a sad face.

Then, Qinling has been sitting on the steps, watching the people coming and going. If he had been before, he would have looked up, because maybe someone would stop and look at his calligraphy and painting. But now he has no such mind. Suddenly, a pair of shoes fell in front of him and refused to leave for a long time. Qinling thought that it was the person who bought the painting After reluctantly raised the spirit, reappeared a smile, looked up, the smile on the face was frozen, the body also shook.

"Brother Zhao." Qinling Shanshan smile a few times, and then can not help but lower his head, face also hang can not stop laughing, do not know what to say next.

Standing in front of him was the man her sister had intended to marry, and his elder brother, who grew up together since childhood. They used to be so close to each other. How could they become like this now? They even say hello to each other.

"As I said, we are a family, so you don't have to be polite. Why do you do things like this? Didn't you want to get credit? How can you read with ease like you do now, or do you... " Zhao Yuqin walked forward a few steps, staring at the Qinling mountains without expression.

Qinling didn't dare to look up. He just lowered his head, stretched out his hand, plucked the calligraphy and painting placed in front of him, and then quietly replied, "you should know that I didn't mean that, I just..." Qinling couldn't say any more. He didn't know how to explain it so as not to make Zhao Yuqu angry.

Yes, Zhao Yuqin was angry. Although he said that he and Qinling had no real relationship, they used to play together because their families had been very close. If they talked about understanding each other, they would be the people who knew each other best. So even Zhao Yujun's tone did not have any other meaning Thinking about it, but Qinling can hear it from Zhao Yuqu's words. Zhao Yuqu is angry now, and he is very angry.

"What do you mean? Do you? What do you think you're doing Zhao Yuqu stepped forward again, raised his hand and directly put Qinling's face on his own eyes.

Qinling is not used to it. He wants to break free from Zhao Yuqu's hands. His eyes are also uncertain. Looking around him, it seems that he is not comfortable. But how can Zhao Yuqu make him succeed? Even if it was Qinling's struggle, there was no way out. After a long time, Qinling simply gave up the struggle and said, "I just don't want to rely on others any more."

Qin Ling's words were full of firmness. Zhao Yuqu was stunned at the same place, and his tight hand could not help loosening. Qinling took this opportunity to escape Zhao Yuqu's bondage, then stood up and looked directly at Zhao Yuquan and said, "although I am the only one left in our family, I will make it heavy as long as I am still in our home It's a new life, a new recovery, so... "

Qinling knew that although he didn't finish what he had left, he believed Zhao Yuqu would understand what he meant. Sure enough, after listening to what he said, Zhao didn't answer. He just looked at him seriously and said, "have you decided?"

Qinling nodded and said, "well, yes, I have decided."

After that, Zhao Yujun fixed a few eyes at him, and then directly turned around and left, never looking back.

Qinling has been watching Zhao Yuqu leave.

Looking at the back of Zhao Yuqin's leaving, Qinling was sad. However, when he saw Zhao Yuqin leave and could not see any more, he lowered his head again and looked at his messy calligraphy and paintings.

Day by day, he and the girl gradually become closer and closer, in an accidental opportunity, he and the girl talked to each other, and although the girl did not respond to him at that time, she sent him a letter the next day. Since then, they have been secretly meeting with other people, but even if it is In this way, he has always abided by the gentleman's etiquette, never made any other extraordinary things, and has always been careful to maintain this matter, for fear that it will affect the girl's reputation. Although the girl once told him that he did not care about these things, this girl was really wanted and bloody, so he wanted to give the girl a better name Voice is very important to a woman. He doesn't want her to be discussed by others, so

However, this period of time was not too long. Later, when the girl's father learned about the matter between them, he directly found a group of local ruffians, directly beat up his calligraphy and painting wall, and threatened to threaten him that if he did not leave his daughter again, he would not live, and also let him not be delusional.He was just a weak scholar who had no strength to bind a chicken. He could only watch those people leave in a swagger and look at the torn calligraphy and painting all over the ground, shaking with anger.

His girl

Just a few days after this incident, he suddenly received a letter from the girl, which clearly said that the girl was going to break up with him, saying that she had thought it out and didn't want to go on with him in a hypocritical way. The girl also returned the purse he had given her, and threatened that she would marry Zhao's master.

Master Zhao, that's not Zhao Yuqu?

Qinling didn't respond at that time. Could it be someone else. Qinling can't imagine that the man who said he would wait all the time

At the thought of this, Qinling couldn't help laughing. How could he, how could he do this? His sister is dead, and how could Zhao Yuqin wait for it seriously? It's what he always thought was too naive. He thought

Qinling couldn't help but pinch his hands. How could it be like this? It was something he never thought of.