[Net King] Rose Shadow Jasmine Fragrance

Qingyuan Rose.

Qingyuan Rose? !

Qing Yuan Rose! ! !

Leaning on the handrail of the stairs suddenly, she saw Mrs. Qingyuan who was halfway down the stairs, unable to control her emotions in shock: "Xiao Ge!!! My Xiao Ge..."

The long black hair was also a little messy, and the whole face was as white as paper, only the pair of pink lips were not as bloodless as the girl was biting tightly at the moment.Qing Yuangui flung herself lightly into her mother's arms, sobbing slightly, her pretty shoulders trembling.Beside him was Patriarch Qingyuan, who was also unable to hide his surprise.

From time to time, passers-by pass by and cast a surprised glance.

"It's still alive, life is really great." In just a split second, everything belonging to Qing Yuangui disappeared suddenly, and the voice that belonged to her even caused a moment of surprise.Almost unconsciously, she evoked a slight smile, indistinguishable from joy and sorrow, "It's amazing that she's still alive." It's amazing, the moment she found herself, she became inexplicably quiet.

That's her, that calm and gentle girl, not the flamboyant young lady.

Behind him, the purple-red phoenix eyes slowly narrowed.

Exactly the same appearance, exactly the same voice, exactly the same movement, exactly the same proud demeanor, even twins can't be so similar. "She's alive"?I see.

For a moment, it was enough for the Son of God to understand the general inside story.The big palm with well-defined bones gently supported the girl's shoulders, and with a slight force, he half-dragged and half-hugged her back to a safe position: "Be careful, don't fall." Turning his head gently, there was an unprecedented and unprecedented look at each other. , I couldn't find the proud personality of the past, and said in a somewhat demure manner, so calm that he didn't seem like a person facing death: "I'm so sorry for letting Yukimura see such a thing."

So elegant and gentle.

Whose indifference is like water, makes whose heartbeat stagnate.

"It doesn't matter." The big hand on the girl's shoulder increased more and more strength, and couldn't help frowning, Jingshi thought for a moment, and made up his mind, "Do I need you to go down?"

"Forget it. It's not good to disturb the reunion of their family of three. Yukimura—" The soft and quiet voice stopped suddenly, and a pair of phoenix eyes locked on the old servant who was also walking quickly with unconcealed surprise.The old figure stopped for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and the vicissitudes of life sounded softly: "Master, madam, let the lady go and see the old man." After a short pause, he continued, "The old man seems to have remembered. .”

Do you remember it?When did this happen?Just now?Or was it earlier?So now, how should her plan change?Qing Yuangui's return, is it a blessing or a curse?There was no time for her to think, and she only caught a glimpse of Patriarch Qingyuan frowning for a moment as he sent away his wife, daughter, and old servant. His jade hand was already held up, almost half-dragged, and when she stepped down half a floor, she heard the soothing voice of the young man beside her. The voice sounded softly: "Patriarch Kiyohara, do you need the help of Yukimura Media?" It is not easy to stop the public opinion and prevent the photos of the two Miss Kiyohara from appearing in tomorrow's newspaper.

His eyes glanced at the hands that were clasped by the two, and as he nodded, everything was said without saying anything.

"Then this junior will not bother Patriarch Qingyuan." Turning around, without any hesitation, he still held the girl's plain hand tightly, and walked slowly to his ward.

"Wait for a moment, I'll change my clothes." Without much explanation, she shut the door, frowning, and after a little hesitation, glanced at the empty corridor, Youmo tore off the black Wig, took off the dark green contact lenses in the eyes, and threw it into the trash can.

Well, at least she doesn't have to worry about her own safety anymore.Anyway, it's good to be alive.Untied all the coiled purple-red long hair, facing her shallow reflection on the glass window, she evoked a smile that really belonged to Ito Yumo, and suddenly felt so relaxed that she could fly.

Obviously it should be like this, isn't it?Jasmine shouldn't bloom in the shadow of roses.

When the door opened, she heard the boy's smiling voice: "Your hair is so beautiful."

so beautiful.He is unique in the upper class, except for Yagyu Hiroshi, perhaps only the Ito family has such straight, long and smooth purple-red hair.

Suddenly swept away the gloom of several months, and smiled gently, but in an instant, what kind of pleasant atmosphere was evoked.Walking slowly into the ward, she fiddled with the blue irises she bought in the morning: "Today is really troublesome for you, go to bed and rest, you are a patient." Fruit: "Want to eat an apple? I'll peel it for you."

"Okay." Shun Rong sat on the edge of the bed, as if suddenly thinking of something, Jingshi raised his head again, and said softly, "Your name——"

"Ito Yumo." After cleaning, she sat on the stool next to the hospital bed, smiled lightly, as if she was just talking about the weather so easily, "Why did you suddenly think of saving me? Obviously I remember that you didn't like me very much before look."

"I promised Mr. Qingyuan to protect you. It's not my style to break my promise." A little surprised that the other party's innocence was not written on his face, Jingshi just looked at her quietly, and said, "What I don't like is not You are Qing Yuangui." It was her momentary expression of emotion in the art room, which completely subverted her.

Sure enough, she is relying on old master Qingyuan?I'm so thankful, I can still think of her when the sun is dying, and it's not in vain for her warmth after being away for so many years.It's just that the gentle and jade-like young man, just like this, will he think of interfering?

"I don't even know how to repay you." Handing over the peeled apple, picking up the peel without a single break, and throwing it into the trash can, Youmo still smiled like that, and said quietly, "Xingcun wants What do I do?"

"The apples are peeled really well." Can't help admiring, after a pause, Jingshi suddenly said jokingly, "Why don't you just be responsible for peeling apples for me from now on."

Peel an apple?Not bad either.

"Brother over there—"

"Don't worry, I won't let the Qingyuan family hurt them."

"No." After a slight pause, the girl's smile added a bit of helplessness, "I just suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten to take out the documents and gave him the folder."

For a moment, there was a strange silence, and then, both of them burst into laughter.

"Forget it, if you know it, you know it, anyway, it's brother." Leaning against the white wall, he smiled for a moment, feeling relieved that he hadn't felt in many years, "It's great, I can finally live to see you recover."

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