Zhuo Ye was also collecting the chess pieces into the chess jar. Hearing this, his slender hand shook. A chess piece that had been picked up in his hand fell into the chess board again, making a crisp sound. The chess piece dripping for a moment before stopping.
Go down...
"Linge...I..." Zhuo Ye looked up and met Feng Linge's sad, lonely and affectionate handsome eyes, and couldn't help feeling guilty and unbearable...
"When Ye'er and his third brother left the desert, Ye'er had already fallen in love with his third brother, right?" Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye and smiled softly, but there was endless bitterness and sorrow in his smile...
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"I'm sorry, Linge, I...I fell in love with your third brother, and it was indeed confirmed that my heart was at that time..." Zhuo Ye bit his lip and nodded and admitted.
Feng Linge had already said that, and Zhuo Ye had nothing to hide. She lowered her head slightly, unable to bear to look at the expression on Feng Linge's face anymore.
"Why do you say sorry? Ye'er didn't give me any regrets, and my third brother didn't..."
"..." Zhuo Ye moved his lips, but he didn't know what to say.
She and Feng Lince did not feel sorry for Feng Linge. But she felt very sad when she saw Feng Linge's hurt expression.
Zhuo Ye didn't want to hurt him from the bottom of his heart, but she was destined to hurt him because she could not respond to his pure and sincere feelings...
"Ye'er and the third brother have been hiding it, are you afraid of hurting me?" Feng Linge's movements continued to stop, and he still picked up chess pieces into the chess jar one by one.
"Linge..." Zhuo Ye said apologetically: "I've been looking for opportunities and want to talk to you..."
Feng Linge sighed and said with some loss: "I have already realized the difference between Ye'er treating third brother and me, but... I have always been reluctant to admit it..."
It turned out that the relationship between her and Feng Lince was so obvious... Zhuo Ye couldn't help but smile bitterly at the corner of his mouth. Yes, even Jun Huanqing could tell, how could Linge not tell
...
Feng Linge didn't care that Zhuo Ye didn't answer the conversation and continued to say: "Once upon a time, I told my third brother that none of us will give up on you easily, and will each win your favor with our ability. But for a long time, I
They are all one step slower than the third brother..." Feng Linge stopped and corrected: "No, it should be said that the third brother knows better how to control and grasp his feelings for you, and is more direct..."
"I have never hated my gentle and unruly personality like this..." Feng Linge said with a self-deprecating smile.
"Linge, in fact... feelings are something that is indescribable..." Zhuo Ye sighed lightly.
Feng Linge was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "Ye'er, can you answer a question?"
"You ask..." Zhuo Ye nodded slightly.
"If the person who jumped off the cliff with you was not the third brother, but me, then would the person you fell in love with me?" Feng Linge stared at Zhuo Ye and asked expectantly.
"I..." Zhuo Ye only spit out one word, which was a long silence...
How would she answer? "Yes" answer? She doesn't want to deceive him...
The answer is "No"? Will she continue to hurt him?
Or answer... "I don't know."?
Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye for a while and suddenly laughed: "Yes, I'm confused... If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it. How can there be so many ifs and reasons..."
If touch can turn into love, then when he receives an arrow in Zhanzhou, or when he is at the "Flowing Water Celebration Party", she will have feelings for him...
Zhuo Ye happened to look up and saw the bitter smile on Feng Linge's lips. He was so sad that he almost burst into tears: "Linge... don't do this? I feel very uncomfortable..."
Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye gently and smiled reluctantly, "Ye'er, I once thought that when you were not sure who the person you like was, I would never give up. Now it seems that I
But I have to let go of my feelings for you. I hope you and my third brother... work together to grow old..."
Feng Linge could see that the relationship between Zhuo Ye and Feng Lince could no longer allow a third person to intervene...
Besides, they were his beloved third brother and his beloved woman. He was so willing to make them embarrassed and sad...
"I believe that Lin Ge will definitely find the woman you hit..." Zhuo Ye looked at the gentle and handsome man in front of him, and sincerely hoped that he could find his own happiness as soon as possible.
"Okay... If I really could meet the woman who made me moved again, I would grab her, hold her tight and never let go..." Feng Linge smiled as if free and easy.
"Linge, we... are still friends, right?"
Zhuo Ye pursed his cherry lips and looked at Feng Linge. She felt a little disgusted with herself. She knew how deeply he loved her, but she knew very well. She continued to be friends and continued to interact, letting him watch her get along with Feng Lince.
Kissing me, sweet and greasy, is a very unkind or cruel thing to him, but she really doesn't want to lose his friend, and she knows that he will definitely nod...
As expected...
"Of course, I will be Ye'er's eternal friend..." Feng Linge nodded without hesitation.
I can't refuse you, Ye'er... unless you no longer need me and don't want to see me again... Feng Linge sighed in his heart and added...
Zhuo Ye felt a little sad, and was very uncomfortable. She didn't want to see Feng Linge who was so forced to smile like this, but all this was brought to him by her. She felt that she was such a bad woman! Or, more precisely
She is a woman who is a disaster! She is sad and Feng Linge is sad. Moreover, they are still the ones she cares about...
"It's getting late, it's time for me to leave. Ye'er is tired, so let's go back to the room to rest." Feng Linge said softly, brushed his clothes and stood up.
"I'll give you..." Zhuo Ye stood up and gave it to him.
Feng Linge took two steps toward the gate of the courtyard, turned around, looked at Zhuo Ye, and said in a gentle voice: "Ye'er, go back, don't send me off, don't watch me leave..." Then he would be unable to help but look back
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"Okay..." Zhuo Ye sighed and turned around and walked into the room.
It was not until Zhuo Ye closed the door that Feng Linge retracted his gaze and asked himself secretly, could he really let go of this woman he loved deeply?
Two days later, Lian Qin came to say goodbye to Zhuo Ye. She was going to go to Xihe's border with Lian Fangcheng. Her father was old and she was worried and wanted to take care of the army. Moreover, she felt that she had martial arts skills.
You should contribute to your country.
When Lian Qin left, Zhuo Ye sent her to the door of the palace. From a distance, he saw Lian Xiao wearing red clothes looking at her in a daze. The charming and charming spirit of the past was gone, but he was filled with decadent and sadness.
What remains unchanged is the eyes that look at her, still passionate and affectionate...
Zhuo Ye sighed guiltily in his heart, turned around and returned to the palace...