As evening approaches, the sunshine in the sky is like a golden glow, filling the sky and the earth.
In Xianyang Palace, the tall walls separate the aisles.
In an aisle on the edge of the West Palace, Zhao Jia was blocked by Concubine Dongjun Yan of the Yin Yang family.
this moment.
He dreamed back to his junior high school days.
At that time, he was also beaten violently by three young boys behind the dormitory door. As for the reason, he had forgotten it. It seemed that it was because he was handsome and disliked him. Afterwards, he hooked up with the other party's sister.
, since then, no one has beaten him again, and they even called him brother and bought him spicy sticks to eat.
As the sun sets in the west, heartbroken people... don't respond to the situation.
Zhao Jia walked slowly towards Concubine Yan, the expression on his face changed from surprise to calmness, but he only took two breaths, because Concubine Yan's eyes were looking over, and he had to remain cold.
Women are sometimes very strange. The more enthusiastic you lick them, the less interested they are, or even have no feelings for them. And when you ignore the other party indifferently, the other party will not be interested, and will even continue to create opportunities to meet you and test them.
your reaction.
At this moment, Zhao Jia simply ignored Concubine Yan, not even looking at her. He walked slowly past her with a calm face, as if he were a stranger.
Concubine Yan's beautiful eyes were a little distracted, she pursed her lips, her breathing was a little disordered, and the pair of jade hands folded on her lower abdomen pinched each other. She was confused by Zhao Jia's reaction.
She specially waited here for Zhao Jia to come back, wanting to have a chat with him and see how he felt.
period.
Concubine Yan had fantasized about many meeting scenes and conversation content, but she never thought that the other party would walk by him so coldly, as if everything yesterday was just a dream, and what the other party said was a joke.
.
If you don't stop me, if you don't stop me, I will really leave... Zhao Jia looked at the road ahead with a lot of drama in his heart.
"Stop!"
Almost when Zhao Jia was considering whether to turn around, Concubine Yan's slightly cold voice came from behind.
Zhao Jia stopped obediently and turned around slowly. His handsome face was still calm, his eyes were deep and there was no wave, and even his tone was the same: "I wonder if your Excellency Dongjun has any advice?"
"Why are you so cold today."
Concubine Yan took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Jia seriously with beautiful eyes, and asked.
Zhao Jia was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Concubine Yan's beautiful face and was fascinated for a while. Then he forced himself to look away and said slowly: "The reason, I should have made it very clear yesterday."
"Yesterday?"
Concubine Yan couldn't help but recall all the things she had met yesterday in her mind, and the images that kept popping up because of the Moon God Gonghuo became more and more clear and unforgettable.
"I didn't reject you yesterday."
Concubine Yan thought about her words and couldn't help but explain that she just felt that she was killing people so much that she was not worthy of the poems written by Zhao Jia, let alone the beauty that Zhao Jia placed in his poems.
At this moment, she had completely forgotten the scene where she had just seen the poem. At that time, all she had in mind was comparison, and she did not think that she was inferior to the woman in the poem. But now, the situation has changed.
There is a saying that describes it very well.
If you like someone, you will feel inferior.
There is no logic, but it is so true.
Does Concubine Yan like Zhao Jia?
She wasn't sure, but she did have a good impression. As for the rest, it was a matter of fussing and tugging. How could a woman who had never been in love tell the difference?
When Zhao Jia heard this, a touch of surprise and disbelief suddenly appeared on his face, but this joy only lasted for a moment. His eyes dimmed, he smiled bitterly, and said self-deprecatingly: "But what I said yesterday came from my own heart.
There is no trace of fraud in my heart.
I am a person with no future. It is already a blessing in my life to meet you. I dare not ask for anything else.
As for today's indifference, it has nothing to do with what you said yesterday.
I just don’t want you to be involved in something because of me, like my current situation, the further away you are from me, the better.”
Finished.
He cupped his hands and was about to leave.
"I don't care about your situation, you and I can be... friends."
Concubine Yan saw Zhao Jia preparing to leave and spoke quickly, but she couldn't help but pause at the last moment.
friend?
She has never had a friend in her life. This word is extremely unfamiliar to her, but it is the only thing she can say at the moment.
"I don't want to be just a friend with you."
Zhao Jia looked at Concubine Yan seriously and said very sincerely. Even if his high school dean was standing next to him, he would dare to say this. Never define a relationship with a woman as a friend. Even a stranger is better than a friend.
, because women are magical creatures, and she really believes that there is real friendship between men and women.
When Concubine Yan heard this, she panicked again.
I've had more panic attacks in the past two days than in the past eighteen years combined.
Zhao Jia continued: "But I know my current situation, so staying away from you is my choice."
The voice fell.
This guy walked slowly towards the end of the passage, but his walking speed was a bit shockingly slow.
Concubine Yan looked at Zhao Jia's leaving figure and had an inexplicable feeling that she would never see him again if he left today. This made her heart feel sour and numb, and her chest felt clogged!
She clenched her fists and said softly: "Then why don't you want to change your situation?"
"I'm trying now!"
Zhao Jia turned his back to Concubine Yan, and his tone was full of determination, but after a moment, he said in an extremely confused tone: "But I don't know if I will still be who I am now after changing my situation. Just like yesterday, I dare to swear that I love you very much."
You, but today, I can't say it, because I slept with a dancer last night!
She was given to me by Chang'an Juncheng, I can't refuse!
In the future, there may be more such things.
I will gradually become the person I once hated the most, and such a person is destined not to be the same person I once was!"
After saying that, he raised his head to the sky at a 45-degree angle, and two tears fell down his cheeks. The crystal clear tears revealed his helplessness.
He was really forced!
Zhao Jia took a deep breath, calmed down, and stepped forward heavily.
Concubine Yan looked at Zhao Jia's leaving figure. This time she didn't stop her. She was moved by Zhao Jia's confession. As for Zhao Jia sleeping with a dancer, she didn't care about it.
More than these, she was thinking about whether she could be with Zhao Jia.
Just as Zhao Jia thought, on the other hand, if she rashly got together with him, would it implicate him? The affairs of the Yin and Yang family are not that simple.
besides.
Concubine Yan also wanted to help Zhao Jia change his situation, but she had no idea for the time being.
If she can't help Zhao Jia and can only bring him danger and trouble, how can she be with Zhao Jia?
Concubine Yan touched her soft and bulging chest, her eyes suddenly became firm!