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"So what do you want to eat? I'll do it for you, if you don't eat, grandma will have to worry if she knows you're like this. Mo Junhua insisted on letting Lan Tian eat.

The man was so strong that the nine cows couldn't pull it back.

"I brought peaches from home, eat peaches when I'm hungry, don't worry about me, I'm such a big person and I'll be hungry myself, eat yours!" Seeing that Mo Junhua was going to persuade again, Lan Tian said with a solemn face.

glanced at the bowl where Lan Tian had only eaten a few bites of rice, and saw that she really couldn't eat it, and she was going to be angry again if she continued to talk about it, so she took her bowl over, finished eating the rice inside, and put down the dishes and chopsticks to clean up.

"Zhao Li's matter has been resolved, don't worry, I have already explained to Su Qing and Zhang Tian, they are not allowed to talk about yesterday's matter, if there is a little rumor outside, the military regulations will deal with it." Don't look at their usual giggling, they are not serious, they all know the seriousness of the matter. ”

Lan Tian said 'um', moved to the coffee table to sit, and spread it out, she was just afraid of trouble, not afraid of things.

She is the one who knows how to heal, she can treat whoever she wants, and other people have a woolen relationship with her, if it weren't for that merit, Mo Junhua's subordinates really didn't want to save her.

The monk's sense was very keen, and after curing Zhao Li, Lan Tian vaguely felt the merits of the rules of heaven and earth returning to her.

Boiling water on the stove, took out the camellia in the sleeve and brewed it, the faint fragrance of tea permeated the room, Lan Tian poured himself a cup, slowly tasted, wonderful feeling, beautiful Lan Tian squinted.

The leisurely and comfortable little appearance made Mo Junhua's heart itch, so he packed up the dishes and chopsticks and walked over to sit with Lan Tian, and also poured himself a glass, and the scholar Lan Tian tasted it slowly.

The tea set and tea stove have been replaced, not the one he originally found, replaced with a set of purple, the workmanship is more delicate and beautiful, and the feel is more delicate, not a handmade rough tea set for a few dollars on the market.

The two drank tea quietly, neither of them spoke, and the room was warm and peaceful.

A small cup of tea was almost finished, and Mo Junhua glanced sideways at the blue sky.

"Girl, there's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time, do you hate me?"

Since the two met when they were young, the girl has always been very wary of him and guarded against him, and at that time he still thought that the girl had just arrived in a strange place, and it was understandable to guard against others.

The two have known each other for more than ten years, and they have grown up together as childhood sweethearts, no matter how strange they are, they should cultivate some feelings, a stone, and it should be hot for more than ten years, and now the two are married, and the people who want to live together in the future, the girl is still the same as guarding against him, and he is not allowed to approach.

He took a step forward, and the girl took a step back, even a few steps.

Lan Tian raised her eyes to look at Mo Junhua, and finally asked, she thought that Mo Junhua would not ask in this life, so she held it in her heart!

"You can see it," Lan Tian said wistfully, "I never wanted to be with you, and even if I am married to you now, I have no intention of being with you." If I don't admit it, the marriage is null and void for me. ”

Mo Junhua's eyes were surging darkly, he lowered his eyes, suppressed the anger under his eyes, and said calmly: "Why? You hate me so much, what did I do badly, you tell me, I will change. ”

Lan Tian turned his head to look out the window, looking at the mountains in the distance, as if he hadn't seen anything, and his tone was quiet and deep.

"Mo Junhua, do you believe that people have a past life and this life?" Looking back at Mo Junhua.

Don't believe it!

When the words came to his lips, Mo Junhua suddenly remembered the dream he had some time ago, those bizarre dreams, and the entanglements between the three of them in the dreams were mostly the dreams of his entanglement with Nurse Zhou. There are very few things about the girl in the dream, and most of them are very vague, and there seems to be a fog between the two, and only by driving away those fogs can the reason why the girl hates him be solved.

It's just, what do you mean by that? Did she dream about those things too?

Seeing Mo Junhua's thoughtful expression, Lan Tian suddenly smiled.

"There's no reason, I just don't like you as a person."

I don't like you, because of you, I was crowned by Zhou Yuwei as a bad woman who destroys other people's families; Because of you, I was driven down by Zhou Yuwei from the position of my original wife, and because of you, I lived a life of being displaced and homeless and afraid to go back, and my relatives did not dare to recognize it, and because of you, I lost my children and lost my qualifications to be a mother, what do you say is worthy of my forgiveness and my liking?

Unless, you exchange your life for a life, a life for a life!

The smile on his face was even brighter, and Lan Tian tilted his head to look at him, "Now that you know, what are you going to do?" Will you continue to be a fake couple with me who doesn't live up to your name, or will you ......" separate.

"I'll only have you as a woman in my life." Mo Junhua put down the teacup, got up and went to the study.

Hearing the sound of the door closing in the study behind him, Lan Tian restrained his smile, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were calm, he poured himself another cup of tea, looked at the mountain peaks outside the window, and drank slowly.

In this life, if Cang Tian has to tie the two of them together, don't blame her for tormenting him.

Mo Junhua in the study couldn't calm down no matter what, he sat down for a while, and stood up and walked around for a while. Hearing the girl say that she didn't like him, the violence in her heart was almost uncontrollable.

Since the last time he was bombed by a cannonball in the Jiehe River, he dreamed of those bizarre things, he was very irritable and anxious, and when he thought of one day the girl would leave her and marry another man and have children, he couldn't control himself and wanted to kill people madly.

I can't go on like this, I can't think about it anymore, I took out a world military war guide book from the bookshelf and read it, turned the first page and read it, and half an hour passed, and I didn't read a word.

Put down the book in his hand and saw the desk opposite, which he had prepared for the girl, he had seen in the blue sky house, she had a desk for practicing words. There are a few pieces of paper on the table, which are full of words, and the handwriting is still very fresh, it should have been written yesterday, as if I saw the serious appearance of the girl when she wrote with a pen.

After staring at the desk for a while, Mo Junhua walked over and saw that there were three big characters written on the top of the paper, and below were lines of words that were difficult to read.

A flash of doubt flashed in her eyes, who taught the girl these things? Every time the girl practices calligraphy, she practices the trick of pure heart, and she never gets bored over and over again.

Put the blue sky writing aside, lift the pen and practice according to the words above, write while remembering, it is difficult to write at first, and it is difficult to read, it is easy to write wrong, write a few more times, read a few more times, it seems that it feels not so difficult to write, and it is not so awkward, and in the process of writing and reading, Mo Junhua calmed down unconsciously.

H Haidong said

For the New Year, add a more chapter