promise

Hongying got the permission of the Great Elder, and her smile became sweeter and sweeter.She was smiling all the way to that room, just like her name.

When it was finally resolved, the smile on her face subsided instead.

Xie Huan, who was facing her sideways, did not turn his head. He was sitting on the threshold with a rather focused expression.He held a square piece of wood in his hand, the size of a palm.In the other hand, he held a knife. The knife was very ordinary, curved like a bright moon, but it was not a good tool for cutting wood.

The knife is clumsy, probably because of its size.

But there was no expression of impatience on his face, and he didn't hear Hongying's footsteps, as if the only thing in this world got his attention.

Hongying didn't bother him, she just felt that the time between the two of them was still very long, so she was not in a hurry.

Xie is also good at martial arts, and his aptitude must be extremely outstanding.But after an hour now, he is still as stupid as a beginner, the wood under his hands is getting thinner and sharper.

A woman with a beautiful heart always thinks about something, and then she feels like something. In her eyes, it is clearly the outline of a woman: "The one you cut is a woman?"

The hand that had been stably dropping the knife swiped across, the scratches were long and shallow, from the upper left corner to the right.

"It's you?"

Xie Huan frowned, and his eyes never left the things in his hands.Come to think of it, it doesn't matter who the person is, it only annoys him if he disturbs his affairs.

Hongying carefully spread a square towel and sat down next to him.Xie Huan's silence made her happy, she looked at Xie Huan's side face almost fascinated, and felt that this moment would become forever.

She also looked at his expression carefully, afraid of looking pale.

Xie Huan has been like this from beginning to end, and Hongying looks like this again.

"How are you doing these days?"

Hongying couldn't help being lonely, she was no longer the little girl who didn't understand anything in those years, she knew that there were some things she had to fight for by herself.Even though she hated that person, she still couldn't help but imitate her, that's how she treated Xie in the past.

Xie Huan's hand stopped firmly, the words seemed to bring back his memories, and the corners of his lips naturally raised a little: "It's really good." At the end, he added, "After all, this place is more beautiful." happy."

"Then you stay here."

Hongying eagerly expressed her thoughts, but as soon as she finished speaking, her cheeks were stained with two blush.

Xie Huan's brows stretched out inconceivably, his eyes were full of bewilderment, and then melted like spring snow, with tenderness.

He just said the opposite, with a hint of anger: "That can't be done, there is a little sister waiting for me to take care of."

When mentioning the little sister, the tenderness and anger condensed into a smile again.

Hong Ying's full of anticipation is like the sun getting colder in the sky, the cold air on the seventh floor only has a third of the warmth in it.She thought she had won the red medicine, but in the end it was herself who was the most ridiculous.

Hongying's voice became colder like her heart: "Little sister?"

Xie also cut off a third clumsily, nodded and continued to scratch.

"The little sister you met in Jiangnan?"

"I've been away for two years, for my little sister?"

"After you come back, do you still want to look for that little sister?"

Hongying's voice was so low that she couldn't hear it, and the friction between the knife and the wood was so harsh and unpleasant.

She didn't understand what was wrong with her, as if she heard another self asking: "Then the red medicine, what about the red medicine?"

"A fool."

Xie Huan lowered his head, occasionally tilted his head to have a look, and during this interval, Hongying didn't look at his warm smile.The silhouette of a woman had already been formed in the Wufu's hand, and it would be even more perfect if the wood in his hand was red.

Fool.

Hongying felt that Hongyao was pitiful, and acted as a substitute for a woman she had never met.

She thought about every little thing about her childhood, from kissing the doll ordered by her father and uncle to the disappearance of her return, it was like a nightmare coming into the world.The gods probably couldn't see it, so they still let them meet.

She said: "I have known since I was a child that you are afraid of pain, but you never let others know. This time, if you are in pain, won't you let me know?"

The wooden brows and eyes gradually became clearer, Xie Huan also felt that something was wrong, he must be able to see five or six points when looking at people, but the red words made him puzzled.

"If I hurt, someone will hurt for me."

The sky is above and the earth is below, and everyone has their own troubles.

Hong Yao was upset and annoyed.When she returned to Wanmiao Villa, Ah Mo was embroidering in her boudoir, stitching very finely.

The red medicine tore the bright red fabric, and the black and white eyes showed a sense of grievance.

"Girl, come back so early... What's the matter, girl? Let me see?" Ah Mo pulled someone to sit down, "The eldest girl's family is not bickering with her lover, right?"

Hong Yao has always been strong, and the posture of the youngest daughter at this moment is in response to the marriage given by the gods.Ah Ma didn't know the reason yet, but she was glad that the girl had someone to quarrel with her.

"Ah, the promise of love means that you are going to perform the wedding ceremony?"

Hong Yao stared at his red eyes, where there was sadness and anger.

Ah Mo nodded: "It's a promise, so of course it's time to salute."

"What if that man is bewitched by another woman? He also has to marry that love partner?"

Ah Mo was confused, nodding and shaking his head: "If you have that thing, it's a promise."

Hong Yao lowered her head, feeling a little sad.That night, she was indeed reckless, but luckily nothing was wrong.But there seems to be a voice in my heart urging, it is best to make mistakes, and the person who makes mistakes will be yours.

"Girl, girl?"

She looked like she was frightened, so she reluctantly held the corner of her mouth and replied that it's okay, then she said in her heart: her mind is connected with that Gu, maybe she really didn't mean that at that time.

Hong Yao is not a robber, she has her own ideas.When I calmed down, I sorted it out a little bit.

The person she picked up when she was ten years old has now been raised for six years and released for two years. She knows exactly how much they have interacted with each other.He must have stayed by Wen Yi's side in those two years. If he said that he liked Wen Yi, she would believe it to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, the brows that were already furrowed did not move away, the gaffe that night was due to that person.

Sometimes, the more you can't figure it out, the more you can't make sense of it.A thought came to Hong Yao's mind: "Ah, what if the man doesn't want that thing?"

It was the first time for Ah Mo to look at Hong Yao so seriously, and the condemnation in her eyes almost made her breathless: "Girl, just like Central Plains women cherish their innocence the most, our girls also cherish their self-esteem. If there is no Things are like walking dead."

Ah Mo's words were very serious, and Hong Yao pissed off another thorn unwillingly: "What if the man enjoys that thing twice?"

"Bento Ah didn't say anything."

Ah Mo is rarely angry, this time the red medicine is overdone.