The loneliness of the past few years has been unbearable, and all kinds of grievances have flooded into my heart.

She didn't know what was going on with the outside world, but after meeting Xi'er and the others at the opera house a few years ago, she had no news yet.

She was like a person abandoned by the world, consuming herself every day in this small courtyard.

His aunt didn't come to see him, and he didn't know if she was well now.

She was like a canary in a cage. It was difficult to even stretch her legs, let alone spread her wings.

In the past, bird owners would come over to lubricate their feathers.

But after not seeing him for several years, she had long lost her desire and idea to spread her wings.

"I'm going to do whatever you want. I've been too busy in the past two years. I'm either busy fighting or killing enemies. I'll come over to see you as soon as I finish my work. Do you understand?"

Qin Mo didn't get up either. There was a thick blanket in the pavilion. Not only was it not cold, but it was quite comfortable.

Looking at Zhao Manyun's pear blossoms and rain, he really felt that he was too cruel.

Destroy the flower with a ruthless hand.

But there was an inexplicable feeling of pleasure in my heart.

Really confused.

"Besides, I am giving you enough time to improve yourself."

"Kill me!" Zhao Manyun grabbed Qin Mo's collar, her eyes filled with tears, "You also said that you didn't abuse me, but in your eyes, I was just a plaything.

When you get tired of playing, just throw me away. When you remember, come over to see me.

If you don’t have a heart, you are not a human being!”

"Don't talk nonsense. When did I play with you?" Qin Mo refused to admit the things he didn't do, "Didn't I just let you practice your singing skills?"

Zhao Manyun was so angry that she burst into tears.

He also said that he didn't abuse her, and it simply ravaged her self-esteem to pieces.

"Qin Mo, you are not a man!"

"This can't be nonsense. Don't you know better than anyone else whether I am a man or not?"

Zhao Manyun never won once with Qin Mo.

"Either you let me out or you kill me."

Qin Mo touched his chin, "Then go to hell!"

Zhao Manyun was stunned, obviously not expecting Qin Mo to say this, "You, you, your heart is made of stone?"

"It's hard to persuade someone to die, so why should I persuade you?" Qin Mo said: "I was in a good mood today, and I wanted to see if you could make your debut again.

Look now, you are not good enough. It has been several years and you have not yet reached the standards in my heart.

Then continue your studies in this small courtyard."

After saying that, Gao Yao grabbed Zhao Manyun, pulled her up directly, and then went over to help Qin Mo, "Master, are you okay? This bastard is ignorant, why don't you chop her with a knife?"

For Gao Yao, anyone who causes trouble for Qin Mo or makes Qin Mo unhappy can be killed.

"Forget it, she has been practicing with me for more than two and a half years, and she has some feelings for her. Let's keep it." Qin Mo looked at Zhao Manyun with a dull look on his face, "Let's go, I don't know if we meet again next time." It’s the year of the monkey and the month of the horse. I hope you can settle down more."

When Zhao Manyun saw that Qin Mo was really going to leave, he trembled all over. All the grievances and anger were gone, and there was only fear and fear.

A light had just appeared in front of her eyes, and now the light was about to go away.

What makes Zhao Manyun sad and angry is that it was Qin Mo who gave her despair, Qin Mo who gave her suffering, and Qin Mo who gave her light!

She suddenly came back to her senses and realized that Qin Mo was the name that was engraved deepest in her heart.

"Don't, don't go!"

Zhao Manyun wanted to catch up.

Yin again!

Gao Yao pulled out his knife, pointed it at Zhao Manyun, and said with an evil look: "I gave you a chance but it didn't work, and now you regret it?

Let me tell you, there are so many women who want to serve the young master. They are either princesses or queens. I don’t know where you come from?

The young master came to see you specially, but you still gave him a cold face.

If the young master hadn't been nostalgic, I would have killed you with a knife!

Don't you want to die?

This pavilion has four pillars, each of which is enough to kill you a hundred times.

Have you seen the well over there? Throw it in, and you'll be done with it. You won't even be able to fill it with a hundred.

If you are afraid of too much pain, hang yourself.

No one can stop you."

Tears welled up in Zhao Manyun's eyes. Did she want to die?

Of course she does.

fear death?

Don't be afraid!

She just wanted to avenge her aunt, that's all.

If I can take revenge, I will die!

Gao wanted to sheath the sword, turned around and left with Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's figure disappeared, and Zhao Manyun felt that the world had become dim.

She knelt on the ground helplessly, tears falling down drop by drop.

First he shrugged his shoulders, and then cried loudly: "Qin Mo, I was wrong, come back, come back... I practiced your favorite dance and learned your favorite song.

Come back and see, I haven't even performed yet.

Don’t you like it best when I practice singing in front of you?

you come back!"

She shouted, her voice echoing in the courtyard, but unfortunately no one paid attention to her.

The sky is not responding to the call, and the earth and the earth are not functioning properly.

That feeling of loneliness and loneliness came to my mind again.

This time, she pushed away hope with her own hands.

But, she is also a woman, can't you be a little more patient and gentle to her?

Even if you only give her a hint of tenderness.

She was raised by her aunt, who had strict requirements on her since she was a child and never gave her a smile.

When he grew up, he worked hard to learn skills and make money in order to regain the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Hanging around among men, you have to desperately protect yourself from being bullied.

Why is this so?

Qin Mo is so good to her own woman, why is she so bad to her?

All kinds of complex emotions flow.

Her whole body fell into great sadness.

At this moment, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, a pair of feet appeared in the blurred vision, and a sigh came from my ears, "Wipe your tears!"

Zhao Manyun looked up melancholy and saw Qin Mo looking at him helplessly and handing over a handkerchief.

At that moment, Zhao Manyun forgot to cry.

Looking at him blankly.

"What, are you stupid?"

Qin Mo shook his head and knelt down, "I, Mr. Qin, am good at everything, but I am not good at all. I am too soft-hearted."

He gently wiped Zhao Manyun's tears.

At that moment, hope was like spring rain, nourishing the dry heart.

Zhao Manyun actually felt extremely warm.

Qin Mo is different from other men. Those men want to swallow her into their stomachs.

But she has been in Qin Mo's pocket for so long, and apart from practicing her singing skills, she has done nothing more extreme.

Although there was frivolity in his words, there was no greed.

She sniffed.

Looking at Qin Mo again, it seemed like his whole body was shining with light.

"Are you pitying me?"

Zhao Manyun didn't want to say this, but she was too stubborn and regretted it when she said it.

Afraid that Qin Mo would be angry and leave again.

If she had never seen hope, she would not have felt so lonely.
Chapter completed!