The Young Master's Bride

Repeating the same song over and over again ...

Half an hour later, Huo qingge could not help but look at li beixiao, but he did not say anything.

Li beixiao’s cold face was tense, and his slightly squinted eyes had a quiet darkness.

Chu Yunyi kept flicking like this, and Huo qingge was worried that his fingers would be crippled.

“Yun Yi, stop ...”

Finally, Huo qingge opened her mouth. She really did not understand why li beixiao did not stop him.

However, Chu Yunyi didn’t seem to hear her and continued to play.

“Don’t keep flicking, your fingers will be crippled!”

Huo qingge was getting a little anxious. This Chu Yunyi, who had been playing the zither with a dark expression on his face, was a complete stranger to her.

The Chu Tian she knew was someone who had no other expression than a gentle smile.

And this Chu Yunyi in front of her was someone who would never smile except for a gloomy face ...

In Huo qingge’s heart, she would never accept Chu Yunyi’s love, but she would still treat him as a close friend.

So she couldn’t bear to see him hurt himself like this ...

“Chu Tian, stop!”

Huo qingge placed both her hands on the piano and looked at Chu Yunyi as she whispered.

The suppressed sound of the zither stopped abruptly.

Chu Yunyi looked at Huo qingge like a lost child.

Suddenly, he smiled, and that gentle smile appeared on his handsome face again.

“Qing Qing, my Qing Qing, it’s really you!”

He stood up and pulled Huo qingge into his arms, hugging her tightly.

Huo qingge looked at li beixiao, who was standing in front of her. She watched as he turned around and left.

Huo qingge’s heart was instantly filled with sourness. What did he mean by this?

What did he mean by bringing her here and then leaving like this?

Huo qingge wanted to call out to li beixiao, but she found herself in Chu Yunyi’s arms.

He was so tight that she almost couldn’t breathe.

“Look at you, why didn’t you tell me you were leaving? I’ve been looking for you for a long time!”

Chu Yunyi’s voice was just as Huo qingge remembered it to be-so warm, so sweet, so clear.

It was as if it was not stained by a single speck of dust, so transparent ...

In an instant, Huo qingge felt as if she was in the clouds, unable to tell where she was.

She couldn’t even tell who she was anymore. She was li Beichen’s Huo qingge, Chu Yunyi’s aunt.

Or, Chu Tian’s Qingqing ...

“Qingqing, I want to say ... I like you, let’s be together, okay?”

Chu Yunyi looked at Huo qingge shyly and said carefully.

That look of anticipation was actually so careful.

It was as if this was the first time they had met after so many years.

And not when they first met in a wedding dress shop many years later, when he did not know that she was his aunt ...

Huo qingge opened her mouth, but felt as if something was stuck in her throat, rendering her unable to speak.

She just felt like she was in the clouds and was afraid that she would fall.

She looked around and suddenly saw li beixiao.

Just as she was about to call out to him, she realized that he had turned around and left in silence, not even looking at her.

She felt so wronged and wanted to ask him why he was doing this to her, but she found herself tightly held in Chu Yunyi’s arms.

Huo qingge suddenly came to her senses and pushed Chu Yunyi away.

“Yun Yi, do you see who I am?”

Huo qingge felt that she was in a daze just now. She knew that it was because her heart was in pain because of li beixiao’s departure.