The flower quilt on the street is staring at him with such an expression. His five fingers are white and tender, and he gently pinches his sleeve unconsciously. His voice is dry, and he doesn't know what to say.
For a long time, until their breath could be heard, Yan cenxuan said in a dumb voice, "when do you know the medical skills?"
In other words, what he wanted to ask was when she began to look like this. This is what he wanted to ask these days, but he never had the chance to ask.
Just now the words to the throat, is also pondering hesitation for a long time, just asked out.
The bottom of the flower eyes on the street quickly across a different color, the palm cage is loose, loose and cage, and then finally loose down.
"Nearly four months have passed since that day."
The implication is that four months have passed. Four months is enough to change many things.
Yan cenxuan eyes across a bit of trance color, murmured in a low voice: "it was so long in the past."
Mo flower eyes in the look calm down, not half of the waves, "before Liu Qianqian already died."
She died in the dungeon of that day, in the great injustice, countless grievances, and those who killed her are still at large.
Her eyes in the flow of extremely fast and past, a touch of bright color, spin even if restored a piece of calm.
However, what she said did not mean that. It depends on how Yan cenxuan understood it.
Sure enough, Yan cenxuan gathered his eyes and thought for a while, then he understood what she meant. He had to grow up because of the situation, but only to survive.
Or, she is full of hatred now
His eyes color cluster ran dark down, in the heart sighed a breath, "I all know."
"My name now is mo Shang Hua." Seems to see his eyes dim, Mo Shanghua hesitated for a while, word by word of the mouth: "four months, only you know."
Yan Beicheng, who was hiding in the dark, had a cold eye, and a deep dark color gushed out of his eyes, which was hard to control.
Only you know
This sentence constantly echoed in his mind, just like a demon, which made him feel angry and even could not help breathing.
Fortunately, he noticed his mistake in time, adjusted his breathing back, turned around and left quickly, and then disappeared in the house.
Mo Shanghua is the eye color suddenly a Li, Shu of stand up, the eye light sharp from the house every slowly sweep.
"Who?" Yan cenxuan instantly understood, sat up straight, and tried to raise his voice.
"Maidservant should die, maidservant should die." Outside the house immediately came the voice of the servant girl.
Yan cenxuan turned his eyes to see the flowers on the street. Seeing her gently click her jaw, he was relieved. "It's OK. It's late. You can change shifts."
The night duty is done by turns. Now that the maid outside wakes up, it's hard to avoid hindering them from speaking. It's better to send them in advance.
"Yes." The servant girl outside the house also breathed a sigh of relief, answered a, then quickly rolled the blanket down.
The flower on the street stares at the maid outside the window. I don't know why. I always feel wrong in my heart, but I can't say what's wrong. I feel uncomfortable.
"What's the matter?" Seems to see the flowers on the wrong, Yan cenxuan brow light wrinkle, see now no one else, eyes can not help but vent a bit worried.
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