Chapter 441 Ordinary flowers, blooming flowers.
He had never seen Mo Li paying such attention to someone before, and his eyes were more curious and stunning than ever before, and there was even a hint of nostalgia.
She was such a heartless person, and she should look at everyone with that indifferent look. Why was that look not used on that woman?
This made him crazy jealous and resentful. He had been with her for so many years, countless days and nights. How he hoped that she could keep a trace of her eyes on him, not even anger, but just indifference. Ignore.
He thought that his companionship and loyalty would one day touch her, but unfortunately, until now, it has not.
Thinking of this, a deep sadness arose in his heart. He loved her to the core, as if he had been poisoned by her, and he would never be able to quit in this life.
His poison had penetrated deep into his bones, seeped into his internal organs, and corroded his entire brain. He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if one day she kicked him out of that mansion and he could never see her again. .
Whenever he thought of this, his heart throbbed violently, as if it was being cut by thousands of swords, and his bloody heart was riddled with holes.
In fact, even if she doesn't love him, as long as she keeps him by her side, he will be satisfied.
But only if she can't accept anyone either.
He really couldn't accept this. He was selfish. He couldn't tolerate Mo Li falling in love with someone else. If she was ruthless, she would be ruthless to the end, and no one could have her.
Mo Li's ruthlessness made it impossible for him to approach, but it also prevented others from approaching him. At that time, he would be happy because he was the only one who could stay by her side, and no one else could even see it. This was He was most gratified at the beginning.
It's just that everything seems to have changed after this woman appeared.
He often wonders, could the person Mo Li often draws be her?
He has never seen the people in the ink paintings. Every time he goes in, what he sees is just the drawing paper that has long been reduced to ashes, leaving nothing but an empty scroll.
He still remembered that day at the tea party, when this woman appeared, he noticed that Mo Li's eyes had inadvertently glanced at her. With just that inadvertent glance, he could see the surprise flashing in her eyes.
From then on, throughout the tea party, Mo Li's "accidental" glances became more frequent. Whenever she looked down, she would definitely look in her direction. Although she did not stop directly at her, she still looked at her. It was enough to explain the difference in Mo Li's heart towards her.
I thought that she just became interested on a whim and would forget about it later, but I didn't expect it. The posture of falling plum blossoms and the feeling of writing poems not only amazed everyone, but also stunned Mo Li.
What was originally just a casual glance turned into a naked and direct look. He couldn't understand the meaning in her eyes, but he felt that the look in her eyes made his heart ache.
Although that look was neither admiration nor affection, it made him feel a sense of crisis inexplicably, because no one had ever been able to make Mo Li look like that.
What made him even more unexpected was that she actually invited her to have tea with her. It seemed that she still wanted her to go to her mansion that night.
All of this was beyond what Mo Li had done before. Let alone letting others go to her mansion, he had never seen her drinking tea together.
Mo Li has always been special to her. It may not be love, but it has the tendency to evolve into love. He didn't understand, what was so special about the woman in front of him? The only special thing may be her face, a woman of unparalleled elegance.
He had never been in contact with Zihan, so he didn't know. When he met her here, he was a little surprised. His original mood of admiring flowers disappeared, and he couldn't calm down at all. He only thought about the specialness of this woman in front of him. at.
Perhaps this woman and Mo Li have something in common. They are equally indifferent, but the woman in front of them is a little more cold.
Because what he saw in her eyes at this moment was Mo Li's disregard and indifference. Even her posture was casual at the moment, just leaning against the tree with her back against the tree, looking at the sky with her arms folded, her expression so cold. .
In fact, as long as Zi Han doesn't smile, she will give people the impression that she is a cold goddess who is not easy to get close to.
But when she talks, it’s okay if she’s not familiar with her, but once she’s familiar, she’s a complete female hooligan, okay? That pretty face is all in vain.
Zihan leaned against the tree, actually feeling a little depressed. Damn it, I've been standing here for a long time. The flowers are blooming, but they haven't bloomed yet. A group of people are looking at the sky, just like idiots.
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Fortunately, there were people talking not far away, saying that the flowers would bloom in a few minutes.
Only then did Zi Han lose his depressed mood, and his eyes looked at the sky expectantly.
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
Abruptly, those people went crazy and collectively began to count down. The sound shook the sky. When one was shouted, the originally blue sky suddenly started to have a touch of red.
That bright red was different from what Zihan expected. It didn't "fall" from the sky, but suddenly appeared from the sky, as if a huge tree had grown invisibly, and ordinary flowers were blooming quietly from above.
The blooming mortal flower slowly fell to the ground. As soon as it touched the ground, like the fragile ice crystals, it immediately turned into dots and dissipated on the ground without leaving a trace.
The color of the ordinary flower is a bit ethereal. It cannot be seen clearly. It is hazy, like a flower with invisible function. It is faintly visible, but it is extremely bright red.
Its red color is not coquettish, not gorgeous, nor is it as bright as blood. When it slowly falls from the sky, it is not like its name, it is a flourishing flower
At this moment, the mortal flowers dancing all over the sky occupied people's attention. Many people took out photo stones to commemorate them. Some people also stretched out their hands to hold the mortal flowers. But they couldn't touch them
It is like a dream, so beautiful that it is unreal, visible and intangible, and shattered at the touch of a touch.
Zihan's nose did not smell the fragrance of any ordinary flowers, and could only see the scene of flowers all over the sky. The ethereal red color was particularly beautiful.
The sky at this moment is like a beautiful sea of flowers, with flowers blooming endlessly.
Many people were touched by this beautiful scene. Zihan looked at the ordinary flowers and slowly stretched out his hand, as if he also wanted to catch a piece of ordinary flowers.
It's a pity that she is just like those people. The ethereally beautiful mortal flowers turn into stars when they fall on her palm.
She didn't feel the touch of ordinary flowers, as if it was just an artificial illusion.
(End of chapter)