Children's worries are endless
The fake mountain is just a few steps away from the pear tree. Not only can you hear their conversation, but also see their expressions clearly.
Zhang Zhongxi's expression was tinged with impatience, but his voice remained gentle and unchanged. "Third sister, don't you have something to say?"
Yuan Yi's originally infatuated gaze was tinged with resentment and anger, "You're so anxious to know her news? Why, I've asked you three times not to come, using her as an excuse, but you still came."
Zhang Zhongxi's face remained unchanged, but his eyes sank slightly, and he said coldly: "You deceived me!"
He had just received a note from Yuan Yi at the banquet, saying that he wanted to discuss something with him, and it was related to his fourth sister Yuan Yi. He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but his rationality seemed to have lost control like being possessed by a demon, and his mind was filled with that name, which couldn't be erased. He absent-mindedly responded to several colleagues, knowing he shouldn't, but still made an excuse to meet him.
It looks like Yuan Yu's little trick.
Yuanyi was startled by his cold gaze and retreated several steps, seeing him turn to leave, she hastily chased after him, embracing his waist, and begged: "Brother-in-law, don't go. I've liked you since childhood, hoping that one day I can become your wife, but in your eyes, there's only Yuanyi, she's just a concubine-born daughter, how can I compare to her?"
As soon as her words fell, she was violently overturned and thrown to the ground. Zhang Zhongxi looked down at her with an unprecedented coldness and disgust, as if his eyes were just a weed that could be had or not. "You are not worthy of comparison with her." After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhongxi ignored Yuan Yi, who was struck by lightning, and left with a flick of his sleeve.
A stifling sobbing sound gradually emerged, intermittently echoing and then suddenly stopping. After a long while, Yuan Yi wiped away her tears, tidied up her disheveled makeup, and left with an expressionless face.
The garden returned to its tranquility, as if the quarrel had never occurred. The clear wind blew by, and the white pear blossoms fell fluttering from tree to tree, covering everything in a layer of pure white, pale and wan, like a sorrowful melody.
The gradually tightening force between his waist and abdomen brought Yuan Yi back to his senses, only then did he notice that he was being ambiguously held in Xiao Heng's arms. The breathing between the two could be heard, and all it took was a glance to see the surging emotions at the bottom of Xiao Heng's eyes. Yuan Yi didn't want to investigate, uncomfortably struggling with his body, saying: "Let me go."
Xiao Heng loosened his grip on her as she had asked, and Yuan Yi immediately retreated a few steps, creating some distance between them. He said indifferently, "I've been out for a long time, I should head back."
Yuanyi couldn't leave because her hand was held by Xiao Heng, the touch as familiar as before, dry and warm, the roughness between his fingers made her palm feel a little numb.
After a long time, Xiao Heng's unusually low and hoarse voice slowly rose up, "Zhang Ziyan has you in his heart, is he very happy in his heart at this moment?"
Yuanyi smiled faintly, and there was no unusual expression in his eyes. He said, "Xiao Gongzi is thinking too much."
Xiao Heng's gaze lingered on her face for a long time, and her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly before she smiled as if nothing was wrong, just like her usual playful self. "That would be perfect. If Yier suddenly regretted the marriage, wouldn't I, the great Xiao Heng, be magnanimous in defeat?"
Yuanyi stared at Xiao Heng's face for a long time, until he started to feel somewhat uneasy. Then she suddenly smiled brightly, as beautiful as a peach blossom, "Being overly suspicious and self-absorbed are illnesses that need to be cured. Wishing you a speedy recovery."
She patted his stiffened face and walked out of the garden without any hesitation.
