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Perhaps the previous movement was too great, and the person who was waiting for him is no longer there.

An indescribable feeling swept through the bottom of my heart, turned into a hot stream and rushed directly to the eyes, making people have the urge to cry.

Never felt so tired.

I was unable to take a few steps, and someone rushed over there.Fu Xiao was devastated and had no time to take care of him, she just wanted to get out of here quickly.

"Miss Fuxiao!" The man's voice was a little anxious, and he supported Fuxiao.

Fu Xiao lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, forced out a smile, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, sir, you don't need to worry about me."

"I……"

"My lord, I want to go back." Fu Xiao interrupted, with neither sad nor happy expression.

"...I will take the girl back here." The magistrate said, supporting Fu Xiao to walk out slowly.

Fu Xiao was physically and mentally exhausted, and it was up to him.

In the end, the magistrate really sent Fu Xiao off in person, even though she refused repeatedly, he didn't ask her what happened.Fu Xiao didn't say anything all the way, just lost in thought, his brows and eyes were tired, and he couldn't do polite things.When they got to the place, the magistrate personally got off the car with Fu Xiao.

"Thank you." Fu Xiao only said so, quickly withdrew his hand, walked all the way through the door, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

It's still a glass of wine and singing, leading the Huaqunfang.

After going upstairs, someone greeted him and called out worriedly: "Xiao'er?"

Fu Xiao knew who it was, but she didn't raise her eyes to look, she just shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

"You still say it's okay?"

"Well, really." If you insist, she really has nothing to do, but it's something that she can forget tomorrow after knowing her own life experience.

"Then why don't you look at me?" Wu Xiang said, taking away Fu Xiao's hand that covered his eyes, and forcefully lifted Fu Xiao's chin.

Fu Xiao's eyes were already red, as if she had cried a lot, or she might shed tears at any time.But I haven't seen him for more than half an hour, but his expression looks like he has been haggard for many days, full of grief and pain.Fu Xiao didn't want others to see it, so she buried her head on Wu Xiang's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't look."

Wu Xiang gently embraced her back, and said distressedly: "Okay, don't look at it." He turned his head and gave Yao Se a look, signaling her to go back first.

If the wound is soothed by others, it is a very tempting thing to make people cry.It seems that grievances can be told, and sadness can be poured out.In fact, it's just a moment of pain, and it will hurt until the day it really heals.

Half hugging and half hugging, Fu Xiao also obeyed, without struggling, Wu Xiang took him back to the room.

Xiao Zhi with an anxious face opened the door, and when he entered, Wu Xiang paused and was startled.

It seems that she is not needed now.

Patted Fu Xiao's back lightly, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, no one is here." The neck was soaked, and Fu Xiao cried silently all the way, her body still trembling slightly.

"I'm fine... you can go back." Enduring crying, Fu Xiao gently pushed Wu Xiang away, and covered her face with her hands.

Wuxiang quietly took the door and left.

As soon as Wuxiang left, those tears could no longer be stopped, even though he had tried his best not to cry, the tears fell for nothing.The woman who has never met before, whose name and surname are not known, the only thing she has seen is the gentleness in the painting.

It was just a yellowed painting, but for some reason, whenever I think about it, I feel pain and miss it.

Can't help but think, it would be great if she was still there.In the cold wind, she will hold her hand tightly, call her daughter softly, how to laugh and play mischievously, she will always look at herself with the tender eyes in the painting... Will she be like ordinary people?If she didn't have herself as that person said, would she still live well?Without themselves, they would have other children, and she would live in well-being, loving husband and wife, and their children and grandchildren would be filial.

Fu Xiao remembered what those people said about her when she was a child.A life of flowing water, half a life of floating, and a lone star.The lone star of Tiansha, whose fate is unmatched but able to kill all those close to him, is the reincarnated broom star.

She used to hate this tear mole very much, but she is just like that woman, in this world, she can prove that they are of the same blood, and she is the symbol of her flesh and blood.She doesn't hate it anymore, but she doesn't want it anymore.

It was she who killed her.

Unable to kneel and sit on the ground, Fu Xiao finally couldn't help crying.

Suddenly someone hugged her very tightly and with great force, which should have made her a little breathless, but Fu Xiao felt that she could finally breathe.As if grabbing the last straw with all his strength, like a person who has struggled in the water for a long time and finally landed, Fu Xiao gasped for breath.

"Don't leave me... They don't want me... Please..." Fu Xiao cried.How can you not care on the surface, knowing that you are an abandoned person, but when you really know the truth, how can you not feel pain?Can be abandoned, or even completely deny her own existence, and even deny the meaning of her existence, as a human being.

She is human, no matter how humble she is, she is also a person with her own feelings.She couldn't be as calm and breezy as she appeared on the surface. She was actually tired, scared, and in pain.Holding on to a hopeless relationship, the future that cannot be expected, and the fear of the coming end are born to be the burden of being abandoned.There is nothing that can really be held in the hand.

Liu Wan felt that the traces of water were very hot, scalding to the bone and scalding to the heart.She has never heard of Fu Xiao begging for anyone, let alone her words of begging, and now when she really hears it, she feels a pain in her heart.What she had said with Biqing earlier, she herself was about to start to doubt.

"I won't leave you, I want you, I will... always be with you. Unless I die, I will always be by your side." She seemed to be lying, but she couldn't see Fu Xiao being so sad.

"...You said, no, go back on it." Fu Xiao sobbed, groping for Liu Wan's hand by feeling, and raised her little finger.

Liu Wan lightly kissed Fu Xiao's ear, and said: "Pull the hook, hang yourself, and you can't change it for 100 years."

Fu Xiao was silent for a long time, during which time she could only hear her sobbing, before whispering: "100 years, no change."

Liu Wanyin smiled, and said warmly: "Sister, can you tell me now, what happened?" After finishing speaking, she added: "It's okay, I promise, I like you, I just pulled the hook, I won't leave you, Tell me, okay?" His hands were clenched quietly, but his face was still peaceful and calm.

Slowly picked up the person, sat on the side of the couch, and wrapped him completely in his arms.

Fu Xiao pillowed in front of Liu Wan's heart, listening to her heartbeat, her breathing gradually calmed down, and said with closed eyes: "I met someone."

"Who?"

Fu Xiao didn't answer, but instead said: "He told me a story... no, the past."

"What happened?"

Fu Xiao slowly told her the story of the past.

After finishing speaking, I felt a bit dull, but at least there was someone who could share the burden, so I let out a long sigh, but I didn't know who to sigh.

"elder sister……"

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, if one day..."

"how?"

"No matter what, my sister will help me, right?"

"...if it's what you want."

I will, do my best.