Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Ling Limu said to her, Yao Yao, you are my sweetheart.

Ling Limu has loved Fu Xiyao all her life. She climbed up for her all the time, and mourned for her all her life, but in the past 20 years, he never showed any love to her.

This was the only whisper he said, she was his sweetheart.

Fu Xiyao's heart trembled, and two blushes were steamed out of her beautiful face. She shook his big hand, "Ling Li Mu ..."

His big hand slipped away from her palm, and Ling Liwu Gao Yingying's body collapsed and fell to the lawn.

With a stunned head, Fu Xiyao quickly crouched down and reached out to push him, "Ling Li Mu ... Ling Li Mu, what's wrong with you?"

She felt a scalding and sticky hand.

All blood.

Fu Xiyao's soft white hands were full of blood. She saw the sharp arrow that had penetrated his belly, and she saw the blood-colored lawn.

Every step he took towards her was treading on blood.

Fu Xiyao was trembling, her face was white as a piece of paper, and there was steaming steam from her beautiful pupil. She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

She reached out her little hand to touch his **** wound, but stopped again, pinching her fingers, and she dared not touch it.

She was afraid.

She was really scared.

Large teardrops fell down, like a broken bead. Fu Xiyao looked at him in tears, "Ling Limu, don't do this ... don't make such jokes, it's not funny at all ..."

Ling Limu felt that tears had fallen on his handsome cheeks, and he opened his eyes arduously and saw Fu Xiyao with tears in his face.

Ling Limu tucked her thin lips. He thought that even in her life, as Princess Luo Ling had said, she had never received her love. Her people, even a kiss, were hopeful, but he had her tears ...

She wept for him ...

Sufficient.

Ling Limu wanted to raise his hand and wipe away her tears for her, but all the strength was drawn away in an instant, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Ling Limu left.

"President!"

The private secretary fell to his knees on the lawn.

Fu Xiyao seemed to be unable to breathe. She looked at Ling Limu, and then shook out her index finger and placed it under his nose, where the temperature and breathing were no longer there.

he's gone.

He really left!

A voice kept telling her that Ling Limu was gone, and then the whole world was saying that Ling Limu was gone. Fu Xiyao felt like a knife cut. In her life, she had never felt pain or pain like she did now. .

She lost him.

"what!"

Fu Xiyao screamed out of control and then fainted on the lawn.

...

The little prince came to this villa. The eyes of the villa were black and white. Ling Limu's body was placed in the ice cellar.

"Well," the little prince knocked on the door of the room.

A pleasant voice came quickly inside, "Come in."

The little prince pushed in.

Fu Xiyao was in the room. She was silent in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She was wearing a black dress, and a small white flower was inserted into her curled hair.

She turned and looked at the little prince, smiling slightly. "Little prince, are you here? Come here."

Fu Xiyao beckoned to the little prince.

The little prince grew up with Fu Xiyao since he was a child. He regards Fu Xiyao as his mother and respects him. From the point of view of the little prince, Fu Xiyao is no different in peace days. She is still so elegant, gentle and charming, raising her hands All glowed, as if the man's departure hadn't affected anything.

But the little prince still found a difference. Fu Xiyao's beautiful pupils were missing ... color.

The little prince walked to Fu Xiyao. He didn't know that this was the last time in his life that he met Fu Xiyao. The elder daughter of Gudingbao, the princess of Xiyao, is famous for her world. High into the clouds, dust-free.

"Mummy."

The little prince called out.

Fu Xiyao crouched down and looked up at the little prince. She raised her hand and touched the little prince's head. Do you have confidence in the way forward? "

"Mummy, I still have you."

Fu Xiyao shook her head gently, "Mummy can't be with you forever. Everyone has their own way to go. Little prince, you were born in the house of the emperor, and hold heavy power in your hand, but you ca n’t live life free , You are, so am I. "

"The change of rights is the hard work of several generations. You will have to sit firmly in the future and keep the current prosperity and make the years stable."

"understand?"

The little prince nodded, seemingly understandable, "I understand."

Fu Xiyao reached out and hugged the little prince. "Goodbye, little prince."

"Goodbye Mom."

The little prince went out.

...

The little prince left, Fu Xiyao left the room, and she came to the study.

There was also a Greek masterpiece on the study desk.

Fu Xiyao took the masterpiece in his hand and opened it ...

--- Ling Limu, you are a learner and I am also a learner. Unfortunately, I did not meet you at that time, otherwise I must compete with you.

--- Although you can't beat me, I will stop and wait for you ...

The picture that night appeared to be clear, Fu Xiyao looked at the sofa, she seemed to see Ling Liwu sitting next to her with a simple black shirt, and looked at her with a gentle and petite corner, telling her masterpieces .

Fu Xiyao raised his red lips, and soon a large number of teardrops fell down.

She hugged the masterpiece in her arms tightly, and cuddled in the corner by herself, crying in a loss.

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Like dreaming.

On her 18th birthday, she could only stand outside and look away, secretly sending her Yuan Ling Mu, who disappeared.

The handsome and unparalleled young man Lang, he reached out to touch her little face, and said that Ling Li Mu was about to take her away, and he disappeared.

After returning fifteen years later, Nan Gu Bei Ling has become a generation of financial tycoons. On his wedding night, wearing a dragon and phoenix gown, Bao Chong stared at her with a smile. Ling Liwu, who was full of stars, disappeared.

He just disappeared, leaving her unguarded.

Sometimes Fu Xiyao didn't know if he should hate him. He came when he wanted to, and left when he wanted to.

It would be nice if he didn't come.

If he didn't come, she would still be the noble daughter of the high door, Princess Xi Yao, and she would have a good life.

Why did he come?

Does he know that the handsome teenager Lang, who was 24 years old, has also surprised her eyes?

Does he know that the night he left 15 years ago, she stood outside the airport all night?

He calmed her heartbeat over and over again, and he became the most beautiful accident in her life. He never thought that she would fall in love with someone. It turned out that love made her life so painful.

He said she was his sweetheart, so Ling Li Mu, I love you, do you know?

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There is one more.

No baby guesses what to write behind the neon clothes.