How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 339 A kind of lovesickness, two idle worries (the ending)

   The tall man with red eyes asked in a trembling voice, "...that winter, she brought me back..."

   After such a reminder, he suddenly remembered that in the winter of that year, the thin and thin figure was carrying him, and the tip of his nose was full of a faint cold fragrance.

  Cold fragrance…

  Master…

  Why not say it!

   And why do you say it at this time...

   The girl looked suspiciously at the man with his head down, and water droplets fell from the tip of his tall nose drop by drop.

"What’s wrong with you…"

   Why did you suddenly cry.

The girl didn't dare to say anything after   .

   The girl was a little afraid of such a man, she thought she said something wrong.

  The rain dripped on her face, making her eyes dry. She couldn't help dragging He Runcheng into the pavilion.

  He Runcheng has never felt this way before. The position of his heart hurts badly. At this moment, it is like being hit by a giant hammer, and the pain is violent.

   The mysterious root in his mind that was gradually becoming clearer was suddenly cut off, his breathing was slightly consistent, his heart was heavy as if he was overloaded with too much, and he was so stuffy that there was a slight pain.

   He opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

   "What's the matter with you?"

   The girl was frightened by his appearance. The man held his back slightly, and he was clearly like a green bamboo, but at this moment, there was a wind and frost.

   His sharp black eyes were terrifyingly red.

   In an instant, tears fell like rain.

   "I...I miss Master."

  He Shaoshuai's tall body trembled, and the expression on his face seemed to be crying, but it didn't look like it was mixed with the rain on his face. Only his red eyes revealed his true emotions.

   The girl wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know how to comfort him, and it seemed like he didn't need someone to comfort him.

   He was crying so sadly, the girl who looked at it was a little uncomfortable, it felt like a stone was blocked in his heart.

   "Why are you telling me this?" He Runcheng asked with a wooden face.

   The girl was inexplicably asked by her words, why did you tell him this?

   What she said was only the truth, she should have said nothing wrong.

   Tears flowed down his face in embarrassment, He Runcheng hoarse voice, like a beast that has lost everything, roaring to vent, "Why do you say it! She is dead, why do you say it!"

   "Can't you make me feel better?!"

   "I wanted to save her, but she didn't go with me! She didn't go!"

   "She deserves to die!"

   The sullen anger that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time, had nowhere to vent, that kind of emotion was driving him crazy.

   He didn't know why he had such a feeling. He wanted to dig out the kind of heartache. He never knew what love was, so he couldn't understand such feelings. He only knew that he was dying from the pain.

   And the source of his pain was Wen Xien, a dead person.

   At that time, he clearly said that he promised to take her away, so that she could restore the identity and rights of the eldest young master of the Liang family.

   But she won't go!

  It’s okay now, are you satisfied when you die?

  Why are you just disobedient? Why don't you go with him, then if you go with him, nothing like this will happen.

  If he had known the truth sooner…

  If all is too late…

   The girl was horrified when she saw his almost crazy appearance. She couldn't help but really wonder if she said something wrong to stimulate people to look like this.

   But she still couldn't get used to others saying that Wen Xien deserved to die. If she was too courageous, she might have shouted back, but she was too timid, and He Runcheng's appearance made her feel very unfamiliar.

   He Runcheng from a few years ago was still a gentle, innocent boy who loved to laugh.

   is now… so vicious.

So the girl dared to add again, "Don't say that, the young master has already done a good job of you, and I don't know how many people envy you. At the beginning, the young master was drenched in heavy snow all night in order to find you, and later he had an accident because of it. I'm so sick that I can barely bear it."

   Speaking of the back, the girl's eyes were red and she looked at him angrily.

   "Now that the young master is dead, how can you say that about her!"

The girl's name is Chunhua. She was abandoned by her parents because she was a girl. The Liang family bought her back. The few years she stayed in the Liang family was her happiest moment. Home to buy back.

   Don't worry about food or clothes. Compared with the previous days, I really don't know how many times better. Otherwise, she wouldn't be reluctant to leave Liang's house even after Wen Xien left.

   "Master..." He Runcheng opened his mouth wide and his eyes were blood red. He wanted to speak and shout, but he could only make a futile voice.

   He covered half of his face with one hand and swayed a few times.

  Young master is very disappointed with him...

   Otherwise, he wouldn't have looked at him with such unfamiliar eyes when he was in the hospital that day.

   He would rather not know the truth, it was too uncomfortable.

  I don't know how Wen Xien's snow-white and delicate face suddenly appeared in my mind, her eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze in March.

   At that time, he was thinking, how good it would be if the young master showed this expression because of him.

   He still clearly remembers what Wen Xien said at that time.

"Like someone, just when you look at her, your heart will beat faster, you will want to see her every day, she will say a word to you, you will be very happy, you will want to touch the best things When you come to her, you will want to be with her forever, that's liking."

   It turns out that this is liking, it turns out that this is liking.

   He just figured it out now, is it too late...

   "Ah—!" There was a vain murmur in his mouth, and He Runcheng held his head in his hands at a loss. Why did he like to not want the young master to be so happy, but still suffer to death?

   I like someone, how can it be so uncomfortable...

  Chunhua couldn't stand the man tormenting her so much, she cried and said, "He Runcheng, why are you still the same as before, so fond of crying, there is no young master to coax her at this time."

  Although they were all servants in the past, Wen Xien always treated He Runcheng differently. I don't know how many people are envious, jealous, and hateful, but they can't really do anything out of the ordinary. After all, they are all very afraid of being kicked out of the Liang family.

   In this era, they were driven out, and they had no skills but starved to death.

Chunhua has seen the young master bully He Runcheng and cry several times, but when the young master has had enough fun, he will be very gentle to coax people. They rarely see the gentle appearance of the young master. She is so charming that people can't wait to replace He Runcheng at this moment. s position.

   Now the boy is no longer that boy.

   The person who smiled softly was gone.

  Autumn is always a sad season. The ground that has just been swept clean has fallen dead leaves again.

  The man didn't speak, he lowered his head, turned around and left with a staggering pace.

The    rain curtain covered his figure, leaving only a patch of tears mixed with rain.

   (end of this chapter)