They said: "If you want to leave, take it with you and go far away."
Fengyi had tears in her eyes, but where should she go?
They added: "Go west to the Changqian area to find the person who can protect you."
Fengyi nodded, took her package, and left at night, not daring to stop.
She didn't dare to look back.
She ran faster and faster, so fast that even the fear in her heart was forgotten.
Normally, the gorgeous dresses were dragging on the floor, and the layers of tedious fabrics were piled on top of each other, but now they became shackles and burdens that hindered her progress.
Not surprisingly, she fell hard.
With stars in her eyes, she fell in front of a person.
My knees were all blue and painful.
"How pitiful..."
A very light sneer sounded in his ears.
She raised her head with difficulty, and could only vaguely see the slender figure hidden in the darkness, with a pair of lacquered eyes exposed in the lower half of the moonlight, and the vague but indifferent eyes that fell on her.
Although he said this, he didn't express anything. But Fengyi couldn't control that much anymore. Her whole body was sore and exhausted, and the pursuers would never let her go.
So for the first time in her life, she lowered her head and asked for help.
"You... Can you let me come in and take a rest? I... Will go..."
There was obvious surprise on the young man's face.
He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at her sideways, then smiled and turned sideways, revealing the wooden door behind him, "Don't be afraid, just come in."
…
At that time, Fan Fengyi thought that he was destined to be alone in the future and would have to have too many options to protect that precious thing.
But she never thought that the boy who maliciously threatened her would one day reach out, pick up the corner of her skirt that was stuck in the mud, and wipe the dirt off her face.
The noble daughter of a noble family who was pampered yesterday was reduced to a homeless person in despair. She had to flee westward. But when she was worried and uneasy, the young figure stood in front of her, blocking her from all the noise in the troubled world.
So, his voice covered up the rain of arrows in the sky, and his figure covered up the brutal wind, frost, and cold. His silent silhouette traveled from the capital to Changqian, following her like a shadow, protecting her day and night.
There was no need to beg helplessly, and there was no need to be afraid of the ghosts in the deserted temple. He washed his bloody hands and held her, step by step, to get rid of the heart-wrenching nightmare.
She will still be that Fan Fengyi.
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May everything go as planned... May everything go as planned.
Intention: With a tiny life in three feet, I dare to worry about the rise and fall of the world. Just like a mayfly, I will survive the troubled times with the common people.
