Ruan Lingyu likes wine, and she drinks it endlessly.

Once on the night of candles in the cave room, she was addicted to alcohol, and drank alone until she was slightly drunk, which made Chengyan, who was the groom, distressed for a while.

It is said that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, but in their beautiful moments, it was Chengyan who was full of grievances and took care of her for a rest.

The mood was low to the bottom, and her steps involuntarily entered the water leaning on the building, and sat in the cubicle under the pull of the welcoming girls.

Looking at the food and wine on the table, listening to the noisy and lively voices outside.

Ruan Lingyu felt more lonely and lonely than ever at the moment, as if the whole world had abandoned her.

She used to have a husband, but now?

The sorrow in her heart is not visible to Chengyan, and her unswerving affection for him to death cannot be seen by Chengyan.

He had torn all her humble efforts to shreds and threw them on the ground to trample on them.

When the bowl of poison was delivered to Cheng Yan's mouth by her own hands, she knew that she had nothing left, no ......

Yes, she murdered her husband with her own hands, the man who promised her to join hands for the rest of her life.

Ruan Lingyu lifted the flask and poured it up, and the wine that kept spilling slid down her neck and instantly wet her clothes.

It was Chengyan who turned his back on him, not because he turned his back on him.

It was his insulting words that stabbed her all over her body like a sharp knife.

And all her patience and attachment to him were ruthlessly and cruelly broken by him.

When she was drunk, Ruan Lingyu checked out and prepared to go home.

When he staggered to the door, he accidentally bumped into the oncoming woman.

That woman turned out to have the same face as Chimatsu. Even the cold chill emanating from his body was the same.

Ruyi was stunned, could it be that the wood that haunted the water leaning building was Qiansong?

She was startled by her own guess, what the hell was going on?

"Right...... I'm sorry. ”

Ruan Lingyu waved her hand drunkenly, looked at the woman in front of her who frowned slightly with a confused expression, and hurriedly apologized.

"Oh, Miss Ruan, how did you walk, my wood is delicate, what if you break it?" The boss of Shui Yilou was a little angry, his voice was yin and yang, and he had an expression of underbeating.

Ruyi remembered the last time she and Jia Xuan came to Lean Lou. Her flattery. I wish I could lie on the ground and let someone else ride as a horse.

But the attitude towards Ruan Lingyu is completely a 180-degree change.

?“ The dog looks at people and looks down on things, and my sister will go over and smoke your two big mouths later. ”

Ruyi can't see it, knowing that he can't fight. But he still punched and kicked the boss in the void.

The boss who is rolling his eyes. Suddenly I felt like I was poked in the ass. looked around vigilantly, except for the dignified and elegant Muzi standing beside her, there were no other people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

So, I didn't pursue it. continued to say to Ruan Lingyu: "By the way, I just heard that Chengyan's sick seedling died, and Mrs. Ruan is looking for you everywhere, you are good, you are hiding in my water building, I see, those rumors that you are loyal to your husband in the streets and alleys are a bit exaggerated." ”

Ruan Lingyu was drunk, her swaying body was slightly stunned when she heard that Cheng Yan was dead, and a faint sadness appeared in her blurred eyes.

He finally died, and finally got his wish.

?“ Sister, don't say it, death is great, let Miss Ruan go home. ”

Mu Zi was skillful and generally stopped the boss's troubles, and looked at Ruan Lingyu's slightly sad and haggard face with concern, but there was a sinister smile on the corner of her mouth: "Miss Ruan hurry home, I heard that you are good at drinking, I will invite you to drink in Shuiyi Building another day to help you relieve your sorrows." ”

Ruan Lingyu glanced at Muzi, thanked her, and staggered away.

That day, Ruyi saw with her own eyes that the woman who took Ruan Lingyu away was Muzi.

But why Muzi and Qiansong look exactly the same makes her suspicious.

If you put the whole thing together from beginning to end, that thought that comes to your mind is terrible.

Ruyi still wanted to stay in Shuiyi Building to continue her investigation, but she had no choice but to help Ruan Lingyu find Huangquan Road when she entered the Remembrance Building this time, so she could only give up and follow Ruan Lingyu's footsteps and go home.

Summer nights are hot and irritable.

Mrs. Ruan sat on the stone steps at the door dejectedly, looking at the returning stone paved road with a haggard face.

The night was deep, and after a few hours, she saw Ruan Lingyu walking on the street drunk, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, her voice became a little low and hoarse: "Yu'er, where have you been drinking?" Why did you come back so late, Cheng Yan...... Cheng Yan he went to ......"

?“ I know. ”

Ruan Lingyu's tone was light, not as she imagined to be dead or alive, life was better than death, but calm and a little weird.

Mrs. Ruan, who was also a passer, suddenly thought of something and clenched the envelope hidden in her sleeve.

Cheng Yan foamed at the mouth, it was not a symptom, and he desperately prevented himself from asking for a doctor before he died, and asked her to burn some letters, these various signs indicate that Cheng Yan was killed by her, and the murderer is very likely to be Ruan Lingyu.

The main hall was hung with white silk, incense and candles curled up, and a strong breath of death came to the face.

The faint cold wind through the hall made her think about it and wake up most of the time.

His heart swayed and he was uneasy, and he no longer dared to look at Chengyan's last face.

In the end, it was under the urging of Mrs. Ruan that I saw a thin face lying in the coffin placed behind the mourning hall.

His eyes were closed, as if he were serene, but also relieved.

"Grandma, I won't be going to the funeral tomorrow, please ask someone to send him away." Ruan Lingyu looked at it twice and left.

Old Lady Ruan raised her hand, wanting to say something, but she drooped down again.

Ruan Lingyu sat alone in a room without a lamp, holding the blood-stained silk handkerchief and the broken pink man in her hand.

After all, when they get married, they have to grow old.

But how long and volatile the truth is, it is normal for the relationship to be broken.

But they have walked hand in hand with each other for so long, and the love of the husband can not be broken off in a moment, the two are not dependent on each other, and even like strangers.

In the end, she finally decided to put these tokens in Cheng Yan's coffin, to accompany him, and not to make him too lonely.

Ruan Lingyu came to the main hall and saw the old lady Ruan squatting by the brazier, her figure was rickety, as if she was much older in an instant, and muttered something to herself.

"Grandma......" Ruan Lingyu called softly.

Mrs. Ruan was taken aback, and in a panic, she grabbed the letter in her hand and threw it into the brazier.

The fire suddenly burst into flames, and the orange flames were about to erode the letters.

Ruan Lingyu's eyes were clear, and she saw that the half-burned envelope was written 'Wife Yu'er personally opened', which was a letter from Cheng Yan to herself.

Suddenly, he went crazy and put his hand into the brazier.

(To be continued.) )