The noble evil young lady

In the middle of the night, I found an opportunity with the weakest defenses, and sneaked into the place where Ten Yi's body was buried. He will be cremated tomorrow, which is also the day when Zhongyou and I originally planned to leave the Ping family. If I want to go, I decided to come to see him for the last time tonight.

This action was also carried out without telling Zhongyou. If he knew about this matter, he would definitely obstruct me, or accompany me, the movement of the two of them would be much larger.

While the guards were not paying attention, I slipped in through the side window lightly, and then went around to the place where Tenyi's body was placed. It was already late at night, and only two servants were guarding, but they were already drowsy. .

When I saw the young man lying quietly in the crystal coffin, his eyes were closed tightly, and his peaceful expression seemed to be asleep.Although he fell off the cliff, after careful cleaning, he did not leave any sense of ferocity. In my impression, he will always look clean and sunny.

When I came to his side, my heart throbbed deeply, but I smiled hard.

In the summer three years ago, my father and I had a big fight and ran out of the house in anger. We hugged our knees and cried in a low voice in that inconspicuous corner. At that time, my tears never showed in front of others. No matter how much grievance and pain you have, you have to find a corner where there is no one to vent it slowly.

"Who made you sad?" The deep and pleasant voice was indescribably calm, but it comforted me inexplicably.

At that time, Teng Yi was still called Xuan Che, and his face was always filled with a warm smile. He was a very delicate boy, prettier than a girl. He handed me a brand new snow-white handkerchief, and I stubbornly Turning his head away from picking it up, there was embarrassment and anger on his face that his secret had been discovered.

He smiled helplessly, picked up the handkerchief with his slender and beautiful hands, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes, his movements were very light, as if his cheeks were wrapped in soft clouds.

One day later, he said softly to me: "Fan, every time I want to cry, I will force myself to laugh, because the tears dotted with a smile will not look so sad. From then on, when When you want to cry, just smile hard, I prefer...the smile is extraordinary!"

. . .

I looked at Ten Yi's eyes that would never open again, recalling the familiar scene in my mind, and Ten Yi in front of me was no longer angry. . .Do not laugh. . .

I lay down beside him and burst into tears, I'm sorry Ten Yi, this time I want to indulge myself and cry once, because. . .Laughing hard in grief is really tiring. . .

Tears fell down and fell to the ground with small splashes, and my back was rolling like waves in my heart. I didn't dare to cry out, so I covered my mouth and nose with my hands, and the tears flowed slowly down my hands and couldn't stop live.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that the tears in my body have been drained. I adjusted my mood, wiped away the tears, and took a last look at Teng Yi, Teng Yi, go all the way.

When preparing to leave.

A woman's voice sounded slowly, with unspeakable hostility, "...is it finally over?"

My face turned pale in an instant, and I watched Tenyi's mother walk in slowly from the outside. The servant moved a chair for her, and she sat down generously, staring at me with emotionless eyes, "So reluctant , why don't you let him be buried with him?"