After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 488 Zhiyun said: "He will never come back, he left me forever."

Zhiyun stayed in the water city for seven or eight days.

These seven or eight days were all between her and Han Qing. He was good at everything and depended on her in everything, but he would not get close to her on the other hand. Even kissing her was just asking her on the forehead, nothing. will do.

Strangely, Zhiyun wasn't surprised, and didn't even ask for it himself.

Getting along seems like peace in the ordinary.

This peace was exactly the peace she wanted.

Today the boss lady came.

The proprietress was still dressed as usual, but when going out, she was not wearing thinner clothes than in the hotel. Although it was a velvet cheongsam, she had a particularly beautiful fox fur on her shoulders.

It looks graceful and luxurious.

Like the wife of a warlord during the warlord period of the Republic of China.

Zhiyun said this, "Miss Boss, if you were in the Republic of China, you must be the most elegant and feminine concubine."

Being said to be like a concubine, the proprietress shook her shoulders slightly and smiled, "You said before that my mother is like the old bustard of Yihong Courtyard, but now you say that I am like a concubine. To put it bluntly, you don't think I am passing by."

Zhiyun: "..."

She really thought so, but she didn't say it directly.

Because the proprietress, no matter what she said or how she acted, especially her clothes, seemed to have that smell.

"We are leaving the Fuji Mansion."

The time to leave has already been decided, and before leaving, Zhiyun would of course have to tell the proprietress.

In case, the proprietress still wants to go out to play with her, of course she will bring the proprietress with her.

The proprietress couldn't say, "Now my work has been completed, and the road ahead will be your own road. I hope you can take every step that belongs to you well."

"The outside is good, but there are also bad things. Everyone prefers where they are. If you still go, I will take you with me. If you don't, I won't take you." Zhiyun said sincerely.

"No, let's go."

The proprietress leaned on the stone pillar covered with reliefs, "This place is very good. Before you came, I would hardly go out here. I only go out once a year. The outside world is good, but people like me are still here." It’s better to make money with peace of mind.”

"Actually, I just want to invite you to my wedding with Han Qingrang." Zhiyun said.

That was the sentence just now, but she didn't say it all the time.

Now being rejected, Zhiyun had no choice but to speak out.

"Wedding..." The proprietress glanced inside, but she didn't see anyone, "Have you decided?"

Zhiyun nodded: "It's decided."

"Did you decide so quickly because you were afraid of regrets?" the proprietress asked her.

Zhiyun shook his head first, then nodded, "Yes, I don't want to have any more regrets."

She was still hesitating in her sobriety, wondering if she should be sober, or continue to be a person pretending to be asleep.

The proprietress nodded: "Yes."

On the night of leaving, Zhiyun went with him to the tallest tower.

It was here that day that she saw two stone statues rising from the sea in Vienna, one was hers and the other was cold.

The moment her eyes came up, her heart broke.

"Han Qingrang." Zhiyun called his name, then turned around.

He is right behind him, Zhiyun only needs to see him in a blink of an eye, so close, very close.

"I'm here." His eyes were locked on her, and he didn't look away for a moment.

"I fell in love with you very late, because my character is doomed, and I never pour my affection on anyone easily." She said slowly, one sentence at a time.

He looked at her with a faint smile on his lips, "So, what about Zhizhi now?"

"Now..." Zhiyun focused on his face, "Now I have recognized my heart clearly, I know what love between a man and a woman is, and what is equal love."

"Does Zhizhi love me?"

"Love." Zhiyun said, "But before this, I didn't even know what the love between a man and a woman is like. In my eyes, there is only the giving of money, and the harvest of your love and my wish."

"Zhizhi said before that arrogance is innocent."

"No, it was you who said that arrogance is innocent." Zhiyun reminded him with a smile.

Hearing this, he was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "That's right, I said that arrogance is innocent."

Zhiyun turned around and put his hands on the fence, "I'm leaving Shuicheng tomorrow, and I can't bear to part with this place. It's just that I'm nostalgic, and suddenly I have a thought of staying here forever."

"Why?" he asked her softly.

Slowly approaching her, standing behind her, the closest distance, his chest against her back.

Zhiyun didn't look back, looking at the endless Vienna sea, when the wind blew it was not ethereal, but blank, and slowly said: "Because there are people who are reluctant..."

"Zhizhi, who do you miss?" He asked her.

Zhiyun turned around again and crashed into his arms.

She stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and tipped her toes, as if to kiss him.

He didn't move and let her paste it.

But when he was about to touch his lips, Zhiyun didn't move.

During this period of time, he never took the initiative to kiss her, nor did he offer to ask for her, nor did she offer a kiss. Just now, she seemed to want to take the initiative to kiss him.

Zhiyun's arm slipped down bit by bit, and finally his hands rested on his heart, grabbing the hem of his shirt.

Her slender and feeble hand clutched his skirt, tightened it and then loosened it, loosened it and tightened it again and again, and finally fell down, whispering, "I still can't convince myself to accept... I still can't bring myself to accept..."

He didn't speak, just quietly stood by her side.

Zhiyun raised her head and looked at his quiet face, which was exactly the same. Suddenly, she smiled, the smile was so bright, "See, I still can't convince myself. I tried hard to use you as his substitute, I tried my best, but I couldn't do it, I can't accept that he has left me, I can never accept it..."

"Weaving..."

"Don't call me that."

Zhiyun couldn't put his sight down, there was no way to hide, and finally moved to another place.

She hugged herself, her fingertips seemed to pinch her flesh, but she didn't feel any pain at all.She is obviously very strong, and nothing can defeat her.

"Zhizhi, I'm Han Qingrang, your favorite Han Qingrang." He stepped forward, as if he wanted to hug her.

Zhiyun raised his hand to prevent him from approaching him, "Don't come, really don't come, you are not him, no matter how I deceive myself, no matter how good you act, you are not him, you are Louis."

Her voice was once choked up, "He will never come back, he left me forever, but I actually tried to let you live instead of him. But it's only been a few days, I can't accept it, I can't accept you to replace him He continues to live by my side, how much I think... how much I want you not to speak, quietly, silently by my side, that would be good..."

"Weaving..."

"I said, don't call me that."

(End of this chapter)