C21 (1/2)
The Zhong Miao Yi was stunned for a moment. Then, she turned her gaze to Xiao Yao, who was standing behind Tang Yao with a nervous expression on her face.
She shook her head slightly and said softly, ”No.”
Then, he quickly changed the topic, ”Aren't you worth it?”
His smile was still as warm and beautiful as ever. ”I'm fine, I'm not busy right now. I came to see you. Xiao Yao just told me that Brother Ze Yi came to see you. Are you alright?” ”Him.”
”I'm fine.” Zhong Miao Yi interrupted him, her heart still throbbing in pain. She should not have cared about him anymore, and she should not have said so much to him, ”I'm tired.”
Tang Yao didn't feel much of the changes in her emotions. Seeing that she wasn't very enthusiastic, he indifferently thought that she was really tired, so he didn't force her to tell him why Su Zeyi was looking for her. He only nodded his head slightly and said, ”If you're tired, just take a good rest. Just tell Xiao Yao to come find me. ”
Zhong Miao Yi's throat tightened. She was afraid that the sound of her own crying might cause him to collapse into a puddle, so she could only nod her head expressionlessly and lie down with her back facing Tang Yao.
Tang Yao did not move for a while as he was obviously confused by Zhong Miao Yi's sudden change in attitude. He looked at Xiao Yao for help, but Xiao Yao did not know either.
However, the Zhong Miao Yi refused to communicate. She turned her back to them and urged, ”I'm really tired. You guys are here, so I can't rest.”
Since the Zhong Miao Yi had already said so, Tang Yao couldn't just sit there and shamelessly rest here. He repeatedly reminded her to take a good rest and not think too much into it.
After saying that, the Zhong Miao Yi did not reply. He could only sigh and follow Xiao Yao out.
Xiao Yao closed the door to the Zhong Miao Yi and said worriedly: ”Young Master Tang, there is something wrong with the My Princess.”
After a moment of silence, Tang Yao replied, ”It's fine. You just have to take care of her. If there's anything else, remember to tell me. I'll come see her later.”
heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Tang Yao say that he would be back later. ”Yes, Young Master Tang. Take care.”
After Tang Yao and Xiao Yao left, the Zhong Miao Yi was no longer able to hold back. She knew that Tang Yao was still outside, so she didn't dare to make a sound.
She was going to miss him. She was going to let him go.
He said he had to tell him everything. But how was she going to tell him?
Tang Yao couldn't win against Su Zeyi. She was afraid that he would get hurt, but there were some things that she knew too much about and couldn't compete with. No matter how much he did, it was all in vain.
There were too many shackles on her. If she couldn't break free, then she could only resign herself to her fate.
However, this was her life. She couldn't drag Tang Yao into this any more. His life had just begun, and there was still an unlimited chance for him in the future!
She was a passerby on his way to life. Even if he missed her, Zhong Miao Yi didn't want to be the stumbling block on his path.
Xiao Yao's uneasy footsteps kept on echoing. Previously, she didn't feel it, nor did she hear it, but now, it was extremely clear. It sounded a little like the sound of rain hitting on the long corridor as it echoed.
After crying for a long time, there was truly no more sound, only tears rolling down uncontrollably as a large portion of the pillow and quilt became wet.
She just … He was truly afraid that he would be unable to hold back and hold onto Tang Yao. He was truly afraid that he would beg her to not let go of his hand.
That would be too selfish. She would be selfish and stop everything. As long as he didn't leave her alone, it would be fine!
But luckily, she endured it. Zhong Miao Yi let out a long sigh, as if she wanted to take out all of the pain in her heart.
Lying on her side, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears. Her eyes bulged in pain, but she didn't want to close them. She just stared blankly at the muslin hanging from the top of the bed.