Destiny is you: the beggar princess begging

Mo Yichen stretched out his hand gently, and put Ye Luo's mischievous hair behind his ears, "Draw the picture, and I'll help you. I'm your husband-in-law, and I'll do it for you. It's the same."

"Mo Yichen..." Ye Luo stared blankly at Mo Yichen, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, he didn't know where to start to say a thousand words, but in the end he only spit out three words.

The water eyes were crystal clear, two lines of tears were left, the pale and cold little hands under the sleeves were clenched tightly, the transparent nails pierced into the flesh, the body trembled uncontrollably, stubbornly holding back.

For more than ten years, she has never dared to touch this eternal wound in the bottom of her heart, the memory of the previous life, she knew it would hurt, it would hurt, but she didn't dare to forget it if she didn't come, she really seemed to tell herself, forget , Forgot, can never go back, it was just a dream.

But she was really afraid that she would forget one day, the happiness of the past, the happiness of the past, the happiness of the past, could it be nothing but a mirror image.She can't tell anyone about this beautiful and sad past, she can only recall quietly in every darkness, secretly licking her wounds, until dawn, she is still Ye Luo, the eldest daughter of the Ye family.

She couldn't imagine that when she woke up one day, her heart would be blank, Mom and Dad, I really will never see you again...

Under the cold moonlight, Ye Luo's face was as pale as paper, deeply immersed in her own world, her bright eyes were dimmed.

Mo Yichen looked at Ye Luo's dead black eyes, like a puppet that lost its soul, and felt that something very important had been lost in his heart, so he held Ye Luo's cold little hand, "Piao Ling, you..."

Ye Luo was taken aback by Mo Yichen's sudden movement, raised his head, shook off Mo Yichen's hand forcefully as if venting, and shouted loudly, "No, don't call me wandering, I'm not, I'm not..."

Ye Luo's voice became lower and lower, and he kept backing away, completely immersed in the sadness he was expressing. Under Mo Yichen's terrified gaze, he tripped over a stone under his feet, and leaned back with a low cry. When there was still a step to go, he finally stopped.

Falling into a warm embrace, Mo Yichen glanced at the eyes of the surrounding crowd, not caring so much, hugged Ye Luo horizontally and rolled over to the other side of the river, hiding in the darkness.

Gently put down the person in his arms, Ye Luo's slack eyes became slightly changed after a lot of tossing, but they were still dead silent, curled up in his dark corner.

The moment his feet hit the ground, Ye Luo's eyes flashed as if he had thought of something, and he suddenly hugged Mo Yichen tightly, "Don't, don't leave me."

It was as if a drowning person grabbed the only driftwood, the only sustenance of his life, and refused to let it go.

Mo Yichen was taken aback by Ye Luo's sudden hug, and his rationality, which hated being touched by others, told him to break Ye Luo's hands, but his actions had already betrayed his own thoughts.Feeling the dependence of the woman in his arms on him, his powerful arms also tightly hugged the woman in his arms who would be broken at any time.

Silent comfort...

Ye Luo couldn't bear it anymore, silent tears ran down his cheeks, soaked Mo Yichen's white clothes, and flowed into Mo Yichen's heart drop by drop.

The tears that I have endured for more than ten years flowed out today. Memories of childhood and past lives came one after another. Scenes came to my mind, and needles passed through my heart one by one...

As strong as she is, she was not just a teenager when she crossed over, but she was just a beggar without relatives in this strange world.As time passed, she told herself over and over again that it was just a misunderstanding, that she lived hard only to go back alive, and worked hard only for the grace of saving her life. When everything became an inseparable responsibility of life, she could never let go of this responsibility. affection.

When all the hardships came to an end, she no longer dared to tell herself that it was just a misunderstanding, how could she still believe in the absurdity in the novel that she could go back after waking up after more than ten years.

That's it, as long as this is the case, as long as there is this memory, she is still Ye Luo.

Fallen leaves are falling, where do they return to their roots?

Just let her cry for a while, in this warm embrace...

After crying, she is no longer the princess of her parents in the previous life, and there is no previous life, so this memory will be buried in the bottom of my heart forever.

After crying, she only has one name, Ye Luo. The Zongzong in the previous life has nothing to do with her. The girl in the previous life, with that name, will never appear in the tunnel of time again.

After crying, she is just Ye Piaoling. There are still many relatives waiting for her in this world, and the identity of Princess Yi is waiting for her.

"So Mom and Dad, please forgive my daughter's unfilial piety." With these words, Ye Luo exhausted all her strength, and fell on Mo Yichen's body.

Ye Luo seemed to hear the sound of water dripping from the bottom of her heart, whether it was blood or tears.

Mo Yichen patted the woman in his arms lightly, but the warm feeling on his shoulders felt cold all over his body. He could only use his own body temperature to warm this cold and helpless woman.

Feeling the sudden relaxation of the woman in his arms, Mo Yichen's heart skipped a beat. With trembling fingers, he probed for the pulse of this weak woman who was about to disappear at any moment. It took him a long time to find the pulse door, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the dark night when no one saw Junyi's face, he gave a doting smile, it turned out that he was just tired from crying, so he had a good sleep, and nothing happened after he woke up.At the end, I added another sentence in my heart, I will not make you cry again.

Holding Ye Luo horizontally again, his thin body was as weightless as a feather, Mo Yichen walked a few steps towards the grove behind him, thought for a while and then turned back.He found a stone by the river and sat down, hugging Ye Luo lightly so that she could lean against him comfortably.

Two wet tears still remained on her face, which hurt Mo Yichen's heart. In her sleep, she pulled out the thorns all over her body, and her fragility made people feel distressed.

You are so heartbroken, so crying, what is it for, which one is the real you?

The river bank on the opposite side is brightly lit, and the lights in the distance are dim. Who will be the one who is waiting for a lifetime when you look back suddenly.

Fireworks exploded in the air, silver meteors sprinkled down, the clouds were as light as he was at this moment, but he was full of melancholy.

Forget it, Mo Yichen looked down at Ye Luo's peaceful sleeping face, and under her faint smile was the dimple she was thinking about.

This girl was still pulling her clothes while sleeping, Mo Yichen gently opened Ye Luo's little hand, and a touch of pink on the white silk handkerchief tied to Ye Luo's hand came into his eyes.It was a lotus flower, and suddenly a thought flashed in my mind, I searched through my sleeves for a long time but couldn't find what I wanted.

Can't help but smile wryly, it turns out that I haven't brought it with me for a long time...