Cherish the scene: sound and color

Du Heng, who was originally planning to be discharged from the hospital, lay in the hospital for half a month. If Du Heng's face was still a little agile before, this time, the last trace of anger on her face was completely drained. She became more silent, numb, and often looked out the window, not knowing what to think.

Futaba surrounded Du Heng and didn't dare to leave. From time to time, Du Heng asked if he wanted to eat anything, but Du Heng's eyes were straight, either looking at the roof or the wall. Futaba also muttered to himself, only hoping that Du Heng would listen to even a sentence.

On the day Du Heng was discharged from the hospital, Dong Sang went to Zhao Shinan to take two hundred oceans, settled all the accounts of the hospital, and explained to Du Heng: "The young master is very busy, if he is not busy, he will definitely come-" As he spoke, his voice lowered, and he himself knew how pale this sentence was. The young grandmother has been hospitalized for almost two months, and if the young master wants to come, he will come early.

Du Heng looked at the sky outside the hospital, it was really blue. The early winter in Beiping is really better than that in Jiangnan, clear and cold, and every breath of wind blows to make people feel cold. Du Heng smiled sadly, did not speak, and got into the carriage waiting outside the hospital.

Zhao Shinan's business has been almost handled, the inventory of silk has been sent to the customer, and the deposit has been returned. Both shops have been refunded, and the rent is no longer necessary. After taking care of everything, Zhao Shinan returned to the courtyard.

Once, Zhao Shinan was looking forward to returning here, this is the love nest that only belongs to him and Du Heng, he even annoyed how there can be so much entertainment business, every night when he walks into the alley, thinking that he will see the soft and glutinous woman immediately, he can hear the sound of the heart beating in his chest. But now, he hesitated and wandered outside the courtyard for a long time before he dared to enter. Everything weighed down like a mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

Du Heng sat on the swing very indifferently, and Futaba was about to push her, but she suddenly said as if she was frightened: "Don't push, the child will fall if you move." ”

Zhao Shinan's heart ached, his eyes closed suddenly, and his steps froze in place, not knowing whether to advance or retreat. When Futaba saw Zhao Shinan, he was stunned for a moment, and called loudly: "The young master is back." The tone couldn't help but show a hint of complaint.

Zhao Shinan nodded, looked at Du Heng, and his heart trembled again, Du Heng is now skinny and skinny, and the whole person has a kind of trance haggard. It seems to be wandering outside this earthly world. Hearing Futaba call Young Master, she frowned, got up from the swing, and walked back to the house without looking at Zhao Shinan. She didn't want to look at him, she was afraid that she couldn't help but pounce on him and tear him apart, it was he who ruined her only child and put her at a dead end in this life.

Zhao Shinan paused for a long time and said to Shuangye: "You go and talk to her, I'm going back to Yangzhou." ”

Futaba stayed there, and after a long time, he asked, "What about the young grandmother, where is here?"

Zhao Shinan's face was cold, looking at the candle light in Du Heng's house, reflecting Du Heng's good-looking silhouette, his heart hurt again, but his voice was as cold as ice: "She, stay here." After saying that, he hurriedly turned around and walked out the door. He didn't want to stay any longer, there were thousands of rivers and mountains between him and Du Heng, and he couldn't cross it again. He hated her, hated her, and he knew she hated him even more.

Zhao Shinan didn't say goodbye to anyone, and returned to Yangzhou with Jackal Feather and a few subordinates. Du Heng stayed in the courtyard of the deep house in Beiping. In addition to the two-leaf winter mulberry, there are also a few mothers-in-law and rough men to take care of them. Zhao Shinan ordered someone to increase the courtyard wall by three feet, and this house stood out in the middle of a house.

Du Heng looked at the high courtyard wall, pursed his lips and smiled, lock it, does she still care?

Mrs. Zhao was very happy when she saw Zhao Shinan coming back. Holding Mallow's hand vigorously, he smiled and said, "You still have a way." said that he could come back, and he really came back. Mallow smiled a little reluctantly, not knowing how to respond.

It's just that Du Heng didn't come back, and Mrs. Zhao had a little doubt in her heart, and wanted to wait for Zhao Shinan to ask him for clarification when he came back. But I didn't wait for half a month.

Zhao Shinan often doesn't go home at night, and occasionally comes back drunk and doesn't wake up. When the old lady tried to look for him the next day, she was nowhere to be found.

Yangzhou City's Yihong Pavilion and Cuiju Pavilion are a new lively atmosphere. The old patron Zhao Shinan is back, and he is more lavish than before, and he is often seen calling friends and drinking happily at various tables, but he is more profligate than before, and sometimes he is disheveled and his head is poured up.

The little man who leaned on the heart of the red pavilion said to Honggu: "That's what you call the suave Zhao Shinan, why do you look like a rough person." ”

Honggu patted Xiao Qi's shoulder: "It doesn't matter how thick he is, just earn silver." I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh, Zhao Shinan back then, white and handsome, sitting on the table with his neck up and holding the wine jug, I don't know how many girls have charmed, not to mention making money, that is, Bai slept with him all night, and they all chased after him. Now that it's good, the whole person is crudely razed, and the girl hides when she looks at it. I can't help but sigh.

Xiao Xiao watched Zhao Shinan finish drinking, and several people carried her to her room, her hand was softly stroked, and she said softly: "Boss Zhao-" Zhao Shinan grabbed her hand, reflexively pressed it and entered it hard, regardless of the rampage. The little man was bumped back and forth under him, and he couldn't help moaning in confusion.

Zhao Shinan's brows furrowed, whenever a woman was conquered by him under him, he always had an illusion, as if it was Du Heng gasping under Zhao Lingquan, he didn't know why this was happening, the more happy those women called, the clearer the scene was in his eyes, almost making him explode. He felt like he was going crazy.

Zhao Shinan couldn't help but pinched Xiao Qi's arms and thighs hard, Xiao Qi was in pain, and his body tightened tighter, Zhao Shinan's whole body became more and more wild like an electric current, and the strength in his hand was heavier. Xiao Qi screamed in pain: "Master, I won't do it." I can't ----" struggled to escape from under Zhao Shinan, but Zhao Shinan didn't move at all, and rushed even more frantically. Looking at Xiao Qi's face distorted because of pain, he felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.

The next day, Honggu walked into Xiao Qi's room, and called out "Ah", Xiao Qi's body was red and swollen and bloodshot, his eyes were rolled up, and he had already fainted, Zhao Shinan didn't know when to leave, and left a large amount of silver ticket on the table. "Iniquity. Honggu slapped her thigh and hurriedly sent someone to invite Langzhong. Xiao Qi cultivated for a month before he could walk on the ground.

Later, when the people in the Red Pavilion saw Zhao Shinan again, they were like seeing the king of Hades, hiding and not daring to pick up customers. Unless there is a shortage of money, he has no choice but to accompany Zhao Shinan all night, but he also screams again and again.

Old Mrs. Zhao watched Zhao Shinan linger in Fireworks Willow Lane again, and was anxious, staying in Zhao Shinan's house for a few days, and finally waited for him to come back one afternoon, and couldn't help frowning: "Shi Nan, do you still have the heart to hang on to your children? The uncles and brothers who are younger than you have all held their children, so don't talk about your young grandmother who doesn't lay eggs——"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Shinan roared impatiently: "Don't mention her." ”

Old Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't say anything more, so she had to continue: "You don't want mallow, how can you be willing to renew the incense for the old Zhao family, and let me go down to see your ancestors?"

Zhao Shinan cynically walked to Mrs. Zhao's side, playing with the teacup in his hand, as if he hadn't heard it.

Old Mrs. Zhao sighed and shook her head: "As long as you are willing, no matter who you like, it is a heavenly immortal prostitute, and you can do whatever you want." Mrs. Zhao was heartbroken, she used to be afraid that Zhao Shinan would provoke the Qinglou woman home, but now, he lingered in that kind of place all day long and couldn't take it back. If she can leave a bloodline for the Zhao family, even if it is that kind of woman, she will admit it.

Zhao Shinan drank all the tea in the teacup, hooked his lips and smiled: "Is this really the case?"

Old Madam Zhao frowned and nodded: "Whatever you want, whatever you want." While patting his chest, he only felt tightness in his chest.

"In that case, let me see all the girls in the house first. Zhao Shinan raised his hand, "Now." Zhao Shinan didn't intend to pick any women, but he felt that the more perverse the behavior, the happier it seemed to be.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't, so she had to order someone to bring the girls from all over the room, lined up in two rows, and let Zhao Shinan look at it. Zhao Shinan walked left and right in the crowd, but his heart was tense for a while, why did so many women not even make his heart move, and make him forget the bone-eating face in his head?

Hearing the wind, Mallow ran over, and when she saw a row of women in the yard, she was dizzy in front of her, she stood in front of the old lady, and her voice trembled a little: "Young master, what are you going to do?"

The old lady took Mallow's hand and patted it and sighed, "It's getting more and more nonsense." But in general, let him like it, so that there is a queen. Mallow, you have been wronged, when he lets go of his heart, other women can want it, and it is a matter of time before you are so prominent. Wait. ”

Mallow struggled to squeeze out a laugh. She felt a chill from the soles of her feet, why should she wait? Obviously she had already defeated Du Heng, why did the young master's eyes still refuse to stay on her for another second?

Zhao Shinan looked at it casually, was suddenly stunned, and stretched out his hand to point at a girl in the distance: "It's her." ”

Everyone's eyes turned in unison, it was a little girl who had just entered the house, but she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her name was Poria Cocos. Looking at Zhao Shinan a little bit of her, her thin body trembled with fright. Mrs. Zhao breathed a long sigh of relief and raised her hand: "Since you like it, you will accept the room." ”

The rest of the people, some patted their chests and were happy, and some were depressed, but they all wondered where the yellow-faced and thin-skinned girl got into Zhao Shinan's eyes.

Aunt Ci looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but say to the old lady: "How can I look at Poria cocos, my eyebrows and eyes look a little like a young grandmother." Mrs. Zhao glanced at it, and it was indeed a bit similar, and waved her hand and said, "That's it, let him be." Mallow stood there, looking at the figures of Zhao Shinan and Poria returning to the room, almost biting her lip with blood.

Zhao Shinan looked at the Poria under the candle flame, and almost wanted to laugh, just for this concubine, how much effort did the people in this family take to accept the house.