starry night orchid

Rong Rong tightly grasped Sikong Zhaixing's skirt, her breath was filled with the smell of Sikong Zhaixing, her sore eyes were slowly soaked with moisture, and then tears fell down, instantly filled with unstoppable sadness.

After a sword, the two do not owe each other, how easy is it?She has loved him for so long, to the point of giving everything, to the point of caring for him regardless of life and death, to the point of love from the beginning to the end, the whole life is bound by him, to the point where every breath, every flow of blood seems to be All because of him.

Such a person, who loves for too long, wants to forget but can't forget, wants to hate but can't hate, how will she deal with herself, and how can she be willing to such a result?

He held her in his palm, treating her like a treasure.But it's just a treasure, whether it's Su Rongrong, Hongxiu, or Tian'er, all three of them are treasures to him, just treasures, not the ultimate treasure.They accompany him, take care of him, take it for granted, and she just weighs a little in his heart, just a little.

It's a pity that in the past, she regarded this little bit as unique and special.But his specialness is so inadvertent, but her feelings have spread to the body and mind, so she is crazy, she resents, she is crazy, so there is such a ruthless, cruel and vicious Mr. Lanhua in the world.

Looking back, it all seemed like a dream.Day and night, in fact, there are more, but it is just a unwillingness.Not reconciled that he didn't want to stop and stay for her, not reconciled that his love lingered on others, not reconciled that his life and death were unknown, but there was not a single word left for her.She loved him, then hated him, and in the end, she hated herself even more, because she was so incompetent, she couldn't keep it or get it.

The low-pitched weeping sound continued in his arms, Sikong Zhaixing could feel the wetness on his front, the chilly temperature spreading, his heart ached, and he couldn't help but hug Rongrong even tighter.He couldn't make her stop crying and erase the past that existed. He could only support her, hoping to be her strength, hoping to become an existence that she was willing to rely on and rely on.

He can't stop her grief, he can't stop everything that already exists, the only thing he can do is to accompany and protect her.But he didn't understand, how could someone have the heart to let such a woman down, how could someone be willing to hurt her like this?Such a sword, even if it was because of Rongrong's determination to die, he delayed the treatment, but the person who made the sword was really so heartless that he ignored Rongrong?And that kind of determination, is it because of hatred, or because of something else?

Feeling Sikong Zhaixing's arm strengthened, Rongrong's sobbing gradually subsided in his arms.What happened in the past, she was powerless, even now she couldn't stop crying, just because there was an existence around her who cared for her wholeheartedly.He allowed her to be sad, indulged in everything about her, and even the reasons were so upright that there was no way to argue, because she was Su Rongrong, that's all.

Rongrong's hand that was holding onto his skirt gradually loosened, and pressed against his chest, gently opening the distance between them.Sikong Zhaixing looked down at Rongrong, right in front of her eyes, the slightly swollen eyes seemed to be still dripping, softly almost drowning him.

Stretching out his fingers to wipe away the tears still hanging on her cheeks, Sikong Zhaixing smiled at her and said, "I'm all crying ugly."

"You think I'm ugly, but I said it nicely before." Rongrong's eyes were changing, and Rongrong's soft tone was more like a coquettish voice than she was angry.

"I hate you? How can I be willing?" Now he is willing to give up the whole world, as long as Rongrong is still around.

Rongrong stared at him, her mood gradually calmed down, she smiled slightly, and then fell into Sikong Zhaixing's arms again, wrapping her arms around his waist.She relied on him for no reason, just like he said, just because he was Sikong Zhaixing.

This is the temperature that only he can give and the warmth that only she can have. No amount of madness can compare to such tender and affectionate days.Every year is not as good as today.

When the two returned to the woods, Lu Xiaofeng and the others were of course gone, but the dozens of corpses on the ground made them frown.This scene caught the eye, they only understood one thing, killing people to silence them.

It seems that Sikong Zhaixing's business did cause them to inadvertently stir up a trouble that should belong to Lu Xiaofeng alone, but the behind-the-scenes driving force of this trouble is completely indifferent to this little mishap caused by them, dozens of lives, In the eyes of that person, it is obviously meaningless, so it is so easy to finish them.

"I don't know where people are going. This time there is no news at all. How can I steal people away?" Rongrong didn't go forward to check the corpses, but just stood aside and watched.

"We don't need to intervene in Lu Xiaoji's troubles." Sikong Zhaoxing only roughly looked at the dozen or so corpses, then returned to Rongrong and took her hand, "There is a place to try, although Money is not clean, but these have nothing to do with us. Since I have accepted the business, I can’t break my promise, and when the money is paid, don’t get involved in this trouble again.”

"Where are we going now?"

"Jewelry Treasure Pavilion."

When he was still in Zhao Mazi's shop, Lu Xiaofeng mentioned Huo Tianqing several times, and even the men and women around him, and even those gangsters who drank alcohol, acted that they were no strangers to this name.Now that he already knew that Sikong Zhaixing was going to steal her away, maybe Lu Xiaofeng would take the woman back to the Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion, after all, with Huo Tianqing's skill and seniority, it's really easy to keep someone safe.In any case, Yan Mansion is a place to go, worth exploring.

Rao is Sikong Zhaixing's lightness kung fu, but he was also cautious when he sneaked into Hell's mansion with Rongrong.The range of the Yan Mansion is quiet and scary, and it stands to reason that the defense of the Yan family, the jewel in Guanzhong, should not be so weak.It wasn't until they turned around a courtyard that they realized it was a mourning hall.

Sikong Zhaixing has excellent eyesight, he can see the name engraved on the coffin clearly, he said softly to Rongrong: "Yan Tieshan is actually dead."

"Is it because of Lu Xiaofeng and the others?"

"I can't tell." Lu Xiaofeng left Hell's Mansion yesterday, and this matter must be somewhat related to him. However, this is not something that Sikong Zhaixing and Su Rongrong need to care about. "She is not here, we will continue to look for it."

The Hell's Mansion is very large, and in another courtyard not far away, there are actually voices of two men, one old and one young.Such a distance, but the voices of the two of them can be heard steadily, which shows that their skills are not low.

"We can't afford to mess with such a person, so look elsewhere." Sikong Zhaoxing carefully wrapped his arms around Rongrong's waist, and left with extremely light movements.

"Why do you have to have her come out of Hell's Mansion before you can do it? Could it be that the bidder expected that Yan Tieshan would die and wanted to make a conclusion?" Rong Rong asked puzzledly without leaving her eyes from the direction of the mourning hall.The people who used to be with her have really caused too much trouble. Even though she knew that some things had nothing to do with her and shouldn't be bothered, Rongrong still couldn't help but want to find out a thing or two.

"Does Rongrong know why Lu Xiaofeng is always inseparable from troubles?" Sikong Zaixing sighed, and said helplessly, "Because he can't help but get to the bottom of it." Now it seems that he is walking in Lu Xiaofeng's footsteps, because Rongrong was curious, how could he let her see the reason for this.

The author has something to say: Enough of the sadness, it's over for being nasty == continue with the plot. .If the two of you continue to be nasty, I will really go blind, hey (￣Д￣)?