Chapter 202: A Man Who Has Been Far Away

People in a hurry!

When she was alone in that moment, she suddenly froze.

His hands clasped into a fist in his flap, and his eyes seemed to pass through the hurried crowd, straight to the increasingly blurred face.

It was him!

It's him!

The soles of her feet seemed to lose control, a little bit in that direction, the shoulder was bumped back and forth by the crowd, but she was still like a stubborn child, desperately running over there.

The guards of the royal palace followed up, but suddenly there was a new coupe in the street, and they were washed away alive.

When the car leaves, I have not seen the figure of Ji Yunshu!

"No, look for Mr. Ji, if something happens, the prince blames him, we don't want to live."

“Yes!”

Search the guard immediately!

At this time, Ji Yunshu closely followed Su Ziluo, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

All the way, not slow!

Pushing the wheelchair to the waiter, she is also a step!

Slow down, slow down!

Keep a little distance and never follow.

Perhaps at this moment, she was a little afraid, afraid that the person was not Ji Pei, and a moment of disappointment!

Afraid of him!

Why did he not come back to find himself for so many years?

That feeling, to her internal organs, to the earth!

Soon, I arrived at a plum forest and stopped on a red bridge.

Below is a trickle!

Su Zilo raised his hand and gently put his hand on the swing, and the waiter withdrew.

Deep in the plum blossoms, the small bridge is flowing water, the man's clear eyes, looking at the scattered pale powdered petals.

Slowly, Su Zilo's powerful tangle, folded a plum that was on the red bridge and pinched it in the tinger.

He stood at one end of the bridge and looked at him quietly.

I don't know how long it took for Suzylo's voice to come.

“I’ve been with you for so long, do you want to ask me?”

Gentle voice, not who is it?

Ji Yun Shu's eyes suddenly red, and a string in her heart was instantly broken, making her heart hurt.

She took a small step and went up to the red bridge, but still did not dare to get too close.

Su Ziluo looked at her side, looking at her, that gentle look, even after two years, she still remembered clearly.

And that clear face, rubbing the smell of Jun Lang and book.

The only thing that matters is a bit more weathering!

He looked red and asked a question.

“You... who are you?”

The voice trembled!

"In the lower name Su, the name Luo, son, can you recognize me?"

She shook her head and took a step back.

Why is it so strange to look like a sight?

“Suzilo?”She whispered his name.

“Come with me all the way, why?”

“Your feet?”

“Is it just to ask me this?”

“No!”She hurriedly denied that the palms of her sleeves were all layers of sweat, and then asked, "Do you know, Jinjiang Jijia Ji's Jiyun Shu?"

“The cloud?”Su Ziluo showed a confused face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his head.

“Do you really not know?”

“I don’t know!”The answer is simple!

The tears rolled in his eyes, but he could not let it fall.

Unseemingly reluctant to give up on this, she continued to ask, “Then you can know Ji Pei?”

“Is this person important to you?”

"Yes, it's important, I've been waiting for him for two years."Ji Yunshu is firm.

Su Zilo picked the plum branches in his hand, seemingly careless, such as the eyebrows of the sword but a boiling, with a depressing taste.

Half-sounding, accompanied by a cold and whimping wind, said, “Maybe he’s dead?”

“...”

"A man who is dead, even if you wait for a lifetime, can't wait to come back."

After a moment, Ji Yunshu finally couldn't help but the tears in his eyes, slowly overflowing!

She licked her lips and licked her lips.

The tone was mixed with choking, saying, "Yeah, he's really dead, you're not him."

Su Zi Luo looked at her coldly and said, "It turns out that the son recognized me as him!"

"I was wrong, you're probably just a god."

"I don't know, this man is a son of a son who makes you so worried, so sad."

She took a deep breath and lowered her eyes.

“A dead man, a dead man who has gone far away.”

Suzylo is not speaking!

Just silently, he put the plum that had been folded in his hand on the red bridge, swung by the cold wind, and staggered!

It was as if in an instant, it was going to fall into the small stream below!

He looked at the plum in the wind, "Since it is a long-distance deceased, why should the son wait any longer?"Sometimes the most tormenting is not the long wait, but the unymembered attachment.”

“Uh!”

Ji Yun's heart shock!

The servant who had already left came over, holding the wheelchair, and was ready to push him away.

Su Ziluo's pale eyes fell on her half mask, frinkled her eyebrows, and continued, "The son must also have a story, if he has the opportunity every day, he must listen to it."

The waiter pushed Suziluo slowly down the red bridge.

Ji Yunshu first chased two steps, but still stopped!

He's not Gideon!

He is not!

She tried to tell herself this fact, they, but there was a very similar face, nothing else!

Looking at the drifting Suzilo, her heart gradually sank.

Slowly, she took a heavy step and went to the plum blossom, just right up a gust of wind, she pointed to quickly to catch the plum.

As a result, it failed!

Did you finally blow it into the water below?

By the water, it’s getting away –

It’s like waiting all these years, it’s just a dream!

She stood on the red bridge for a long time, until her body was cold and completely cold, suddenly woke up, and she would be confused in the eyelids.

Thinking, thinking, she quickly left this plum forest.

Soon, we arrived at the inn where Li Shisheng was.

Because of Su Ziluo, Li Shiyan was forced to stay in Beijing, and he could not go anywhere.

He did not think of secretly fleeing, but before people arrived at the gate, they were found by the people who were Suzi Luo'an, and they took him back again.

In a word, he can't escape!

Just be able to get back to the ginger.

At this moment, when he saw Ji Yunshu coming, he was really surprised.

They were busy bringing her in.

“Shut up, why are you here?”

He used to call her “Shut.”

He did not have time to correct him, and his face was difficult to hide.

Q: “You said that the man who has the same ears as me is called Su Ziluo, right?”

“Yes!”

“Is he in a wheelchair?”

“Yes!”

Li Shiyi answered one by one, but he wondered, picking the fan in his hand and asking her, “What is it?”Have you seen him?”

She nodded and asked, “So, is he a cursive?”

“Hmm!”

“Has he been here?”