Situ Xiao opened his eyes in horror and looked at the tender Siying, she, she was crazy!

She buried her head in Situ Xiao's arms and said softly: "You lifted the quilt and saw the delicate little red flower on the sheets, you held my face and kissed it uncontrollably, you said, 'Siying, I love you!' Then, you want me again, that night, how warm, I really want to be in your arms forever, but how fast the day dawns, as soon as the day dawns, you leave." ”

Siying cried: "It's Situ Xiao, it's Li Yilin, they killed you, but, I'm sorry, Ah Liang, I fell in love with him, I fell in love with Mu Xuan, no, I don't want to fall in love with him, you take me away, you take me away now." ”

"Jingyuan. Situ Xiao shouted.

"Young marshal. Ruan Jingyuan pushed open the door: "What are the orders?" ”

"Take her to the hospital and get the best doctor to see her. Situ Xiao sat down on the sofa and said weakly, "Keep her child." ”

"Don't, Ah Liang, you take me away, you take me away..."

Siying's crying gradually faded away, and Situ Xiao collapsed on the sofa, letting the tears spread uncontrollably again.

This is the second time he shed tears in his adult memory, the first time was after his father married his aunt, he accompanied his aunt all day long, his mother couldn't afford to be sick, and the water and rice did not enter, I don't know how long later his father let his subordinates serve a bowl of rice, he took it to his mother's room, he overheard his parents' conversation, and tears flowed silently.

This time, he tasted what it is like to have real pain like bone marrow, when your favorite leaves you, you can only see her in a dream every day, and in the end, you know that her departure is all because of your fault, this pain, this remorse, is more uncomfortable than ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

When tears poured down with a stomach full of longing and remorse, he realized that he also had so many tears, like a summer rainstorm, pouring down.

At some point, he arrived at the bedroom with her.

There seemed to be her breath inside, even though she had been gone for so long, he could still feel her breath, and even her faint body fragrance could still be smelled on the neatly folded quilt.

He sniffed it again, yes, it was really her faint body fragrance, he caressed the red silk quilt, like caressing her soft skin, smooth and delicate, I couldn't help but think of the dream this morning, in the dream, he hugged her so happily, caressed her, kissed her, however, now he can only hug her in the dream.

He was unable to lean on the head of the bed, the pillow was moved, revealing a corner of the pale yellow silk scarf touching his weak hand, he picked it up and looked, "the sky is not old, the love is inexorable" six bright red small blocks came into view.

He gently stroked the words on it, remembering the vows he made when he hugged her that warm night. However, he failed her, and he failed his promise to her.

No, Mengzhu, come back, let's start again, let's start again! I won't fail you, I won't fail you!

A voice shouted inwardly, like a volcanic eruption, about to burst out of the chest.

"Young marshal, young lady is looking for you. ”

Ruan Jingyuan whispered outside the door.

Young lady? No, only Mengzhu is the wife of the young marshal Situ Xiao's mansion, only her! I want to take back Mengzhu, I want to take back Mengzhu! I will do everything to get her back! Situ Xiao heard his own voice shouting wildly.

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"When I touch you, I seem to have become unusually weak. ”

This is the first sentence of Mengzhu struggling from the bed three days later, thinking of the bits and pieces since Mingyuan came out, the hardships and hardships along the way, if he didn't follow her with his life, and had no complaints about her willfulness and stubbornness, then she now, I don't know what the situation would be.

He smiled when he heard this: "Women are made of water, weak but resilient. Today's medicine is boiled, let's drink it quickly. ”

He handed over the medicine, she took a sip and drank it, the medicine was bitter, but he put the brown sugar, with a slight sweetness, thinking about the past few days he has been waiting and taking care of him every step of the way, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Hengqing." ”

Hengqing was still smiling and said, "You're finally much better." When he saw that she was about to get up, he stretched out his hand and held her.

She got out of bed and took out another pen and paper.

"Who are you going to write to?" he asked.

"Situ Kun. Mengzhu replied indifferently.

"Write to him, won't you go to him?"

"Hmm. Mengzhu still replied softly.

Le Hengqing was jubilant for a while, but he didn't dare to show it, this trip was really not in vain. However, if she wanted to write a letter a long time ago, how could she run here, he thought, but if she hadn't come here and let her see the grand occasion of Situ Xiao's wife, how could she give up.

Hey, it's a lot of good things, Le Hengqing thought, as long as the result is what he wants, he stood next to him, and he didn't watch Mengzhu write, lying on the bed, thinking to himself, and couldn't help but laugh half-loudly.

Mengzhu quickly wrote the letter and put it in an envelope, and Le Hengqing stood up and said, "I'll send it with you." ”

"I didn't want to send it, you can wait for me here. Mengzhu said.

Coke Hengqing will be so happy that how can he wait, when he heard that he would not send it, he was afraid that the situation would change, and asked urgently: "Why don't you send it when you write it?"

"I'm going to find an old friend. Mengzhu said.

"No, I'm going with you, what's the inconvenience?" asked Le Hengqing.

"Not really, it's just that you'd better show up less. ”

"I don't show up less, and no fewer people know you than I do. Le Hengqing disagreed.

Mengzhu thought that it made sense, but even if she recognized it, it didn't matter, her heart was really dead, she had left her body behind, and she had already put life and death out of the way.

The two left the hotel, called a rickshaw, drove a few streets, and stopped in front of a mansion.

Le Hengqing raised the stage to see, there were two words "Zheng Mansion" on the door, and a thought flashed in his heart, and he understood that it must be Zheng Jiqing's house, but this Zheng Jiqing had already gone abroad, and Mengzhu still wanted to visit the two old men?

"Please inform your aunt's wife, Alain, that an old friend has visited. Mengzhu knocked on the closed door and said to a middle-aged man in the crack of the door.

The middle-aged man looked her up and down suspiciously, seemed to be very vigilant, and only after a while did he answer and close the door.

The door opened again, Alan poked out his face, saw Mengzhu, was surprised, opened the door, pulled Mengzhu in, Mengzhu greeted Le Hengqing, Le Hengqing followed and flashed into Zheng's mansion.

"Mengzhu, why did you come back, didn't you follow Young Master Li to the Northland? Now, now, why did you come back?" Alan said with a little stammer.

"Just in time to see the young marshal's unprecedented wedding, didn't your family go, and the door was closed like this?" Mengzhu asked with a smile.

"Our lord doesn't allow anyone to go out, in the past, the Zheng Mansion was fine, it was your weight in front of the young marshal, now," Alan said with a burst of sadness: "Now, you are no longer in Yunzhou, the lord is afraid of causing trouble, and his family is not allowed to go out." ”

Alan and Mengzhu looked at each other, Alan was fat, Mengzhu's belly was slightly protruding, but his body was not fat, but he was a lot thinner.

"The child has been in a few months, right?, everything is okay?" Mengzhu said: "I came in a hurry, and I didn't prepare a gift, and the grandfather is still a daughter?"

Alan took Mengzhu's hand, and tears glittered in his eyes: "It's a little young master, what kind of gift do you want to bring when you come like this." Then he sighed: "Mengzhu, you have lost a lot of weight." He looked at Le Hengqing, who was standing not far away, and asked, "Who are you?"

"A friend, Alain, I'm going to ask you to do something for me. "Mengzhu took the letter out to Alain, and seven days later, he sent someone to send it to the Marshal's Mansion for me, and personally delivered it to Situ Kun. ”

"Do you want to give it to Situ Kun?" Alan was a little surprised, why not Situ Xiao?

"I'll leave today, and in seven days I don't think they'll be able to catch up. Mengzhu took out some money, stuffed it into Alain's hand, and advised: "You don't have to go in person, just hire someone to send it, don't say anything, just send it and leave." ”

Alain looked at it and exclaimed, "How can you use so much?" ”

"Buy me something for my little nephew, I won't go in to see him." ”

Alain mourned again: "Are you leaving? When will we see you again?"

Mengzhu shook his head: "I don't know, Alain, take care, take care of the child and Master Zheng and Mrs. Zheng." ”

Alan nodded, the two hugged each other tightly, Mengzhu let go of his hand to wipe away his tears for Alain, called Le Hengqing, and went out of Zheng's mansion.

Back at the hotel, Le Hengqing asked, "Are we going back to Lin'an?"

"Don't you want to go back?" Mengzhu asked with a smile.

"Yes, of course I do, Mengzhu, is this true?

Le Hengqing couldn't believe it, he thought that he would be brave with a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude, but who knew that he would be able to go back so calmly, his heart was a little unbelievable, like a dream.

It's rare that Mengzhu finally figured it out, and finally had no intention of seeing Situ Xiao again, and finally knew that the man she loved was determined to abandon her.

He was glad for her, and he was glad for himself.

"Mengzhu, why did you write a letter to Situ Kun? Can it be of great use? I don't understand?" he couldn't help but ask after he went out.

"You'll find out later. She only replied with one sentence, and then smiled: "Hurry up and go to the station, if you can't catch the train, you can stay for another day." ”

Of course, she knew that he was actually like an arrow, and when he heard it, he didn't ask anymore, stretched out his hand, and a rickshaw driver ran to the top of the fart, and the two got into the car and headed towards the train station.

Maybe the weather is cold, maybe everyone went to visit Situ Xiao's wedding a few days ago, and the enthusiasm was released, and the street will be deserted, only pedestrians in twos and threes.

There were a few small stalls on the side of the road that were also surprisingly deserted, and the stall owner took a small hand stove, hugged it to his chest, and stood in the cold wind to be extremely lonely.

Mengzhu turned his face away, and only these hawkers who were sticking to their posts in the cold wind in order to make a living, and the rickshaw driver who was pulling them to run desperately, on such a cold day, wearing a short jacket, putting a sweat towel on his shoulder, bowing forward, using all his strength to run forward, big drops of sweat ran down his cheeks and dripped on his toes.