Chen Hong felt that he was in pain, but in this pain, there was a kind of sickly joy.

Originally, Fan Yutang belonged to Liang Cen, even if he stood in front of him, he would never be able to reach out and touch her. But the Fan family suffered that catastrophe, everyone died, only Fan Yutang was alive.

Going around and around, she came back to them, and she still kept the ridiculous agreement, and she saw only Liang Cen alone in her eyes. If Liang Cen can really marry her, Chen Hong is willing to look at her silently for a long time.

But Liang Cen was unwilling to marry her. He wants a lot of things, and the love of children only occupies a small part of it. He had to marry a wife in order to strengthen his status. So Fan Yutang became a part of his life that he could give up.

Liang Cen's eyes were red on the night he married his wife, and the girl of the Miao family wore a phoenix crown and a xia veil and stepped into the door of the Liang family while playing, playing and singing. On that day, Fan Yutang and Liuli were invited by the Liang family to sing in the hall.

When he saw Yutang appearing on stage in a costume, Chen Hong felt that his heart was dripping blood. Why can Liang Cen be so ruthless and ruthless, it is not enough to marry a wife, but he also calls his old lover to witness the joy of his wedding?

It was not the groom Liang Cen who got drunk that night, but Liang Cen's best friend Chen Hong.

He was so drunk that he grabbed Liang Cen's shirt in the midst of stumbling, his eyes were red: "Why don't you die?" ”

Fan Yutang would also be sad when Liang Cen died, but not like now, so painful that he couldn't even shout.

Liang Cen's face still had a smile that had not faded, and he was caught by a friend with a fist, and he was stunned: "Are you crazy? ”

"Yes," Chen Hong nodded, and suddenly smiled, raising his head and laughing desperately, laughing for a long time before stopping. "Liang Cen, from now on, let's cut our robes and cut off our righteousness, I don't have any friends like you anymore."

As he spoke, he loosened Liang Cen's shirt, pushed him into the crowd hard, took a deep look at Fan Yutang, who was still singing festive songs on stage, and turned around and walked out of the door of Liang's house.

Since then, Chen Hong has no friends like Liang Cen. Liang Cen failed Fan Yutang, which was tantamount to cutting a strong and unhealable scar on his heart.

The day after Liang Cen got married, Chen Hong's family carried out the bodies of two women. It is said that these two are Chen Hong's bed/masters, but today they were beaten to death by him. and then the incident he made at the wedding banquet, so Chen Hong's rumors about Liang Cen's wife, the eldest lady of the Miao family, spread all over the streets and alleys.

What more people believe is his tyrannical and cruel character.

The family who originally wanted to marry his daughter to him had no news for a while, Chen Hong was happy to be quiet, and carefully arranged a room and decorated it in the appearance that Fan Yutang liked.

If Liang Cen refuses to give her what she wants, then he gives her well.

If Liang Cen is unwilling to marry her, then can he ask for it?

Fan Yutang still lived in Chen's house after all, she really had nowhere to go, and even if she did, Chen Hong would not let her go. She originally thought that Chen Hong would force herself, but he didn't. He has always respected himself, just like in the courtyard of the Fan family, his brother and Liang Cen always liked to bully her and mess up her hair. Only Chen Hong would sit down with her in his arms and carefully help her comb her hair.

In retrospect, he has always been very good to himself, but he can't say anything.

On that day, Chen Hong took himself to sweep the tomb, and the sky was blue, clear and clean. The spring breeze blows, and it is very warm and comfortable.

Chen Hong led her to the tombstone, where there were three graves, two slightly larger and one slightly smaller. It reads Fan Yutang's father and mother, as well as the name of his brother.

Fan Yutang knelt down in front of the tombstone and shouted mournfully: "Daddy, brother...... Banban misses you ......"

Chen Hong also knelt down beside her: "When I first arrived, my father only had time to take me to collect the bodies of my uncle and aunt. I thought I would never have the chance to bring you to worship them again. ”

She kowtowed deeply in front of the tombstone, kowtowing and crying.

When I was seven years old, I had to leave, but I never thought that one day I would be able to kowtow to my parents' graves. Half a life is in a hurry, and it has been eleven years. Eleven years of rain, snow, wind and frost, eleven years of displacement. Can my father and mother foresee that the treasure that was once held in the palm of my hand will one day be trampled on by others and become the most lowly drama/child?

Fan Yutang whimpered and cried, crying to the end but didn't know what he thought, the tears were still in his eyes, but he smiled with tears.

"Banban, I swear in front of my uncle and aunt." Chen Hong raised his right hand above his head and looked at her seriously: "I swear, I will treat you well in this life." As long as you are willing to marry me, I will marry you as a wife. There will be no concubines in my life, only you. ”

Fan Yutang turned his head to look at him sideways, and saw his bright eyes under the blue sky and white clouds. At this moment, she suddenly had an epiphany, and in the face of such a man, she felt that she could get married.

"That's what she said?" Ying Zheng saw Fan Yutang nodding not far away, turned his head to look at Lu Qianjin, and felt a little speechless.

Fan Yutang seems to have a deep affection for Liang Cen, but Chen Hong proposed marriage, and she agreed so simply and lightly?

"Or else?" Lu Qianjin looked at him, and then at the two figures who were still kneeling. "There are always too many of you men who don't understand what a woman wants, they may not want your love, or you may not want you to give her wealth and status, but you want to be able to treat her well. The original meaning of love is to be able to bring two people together. ”

Chen Hong may not be good enough, but he is good to Fan Yutang. I'd rather be told to marry a drama/son as a wife than give her the position of wife. Compared to others, he is already good. Fan Yutang's choice to be with him is very wise, and it can even be said that he will be happier.

Lu Qianjin glanced deeply at the two of them again, and turned to leave: "Let's go, there's no need to stay here any longer." ”

"Don't look for Fan Yutang's grave?"

According to Liang Cen, he followed the Kuomintang's defeat/retreat/Taiwan/Bay seven years after this qiē incident. The things in the past seven years have been very trivial, and I don't want to know about them. Seven years later, he left, and I'm still a little interested in what happened after that. ”

Time is staggered, and things are changing.

When Lu Qianjin and Ying Zheng had just arrived in that era, Liuli sang on stage, singing "Leaving the Soul".

Seven years later, Liuli was still singing, singing "The Legend of the West Chamber". It's just that she is not standing on a high platform surrounded by thousands of people, but in the silent and scattered courtyard.

It was autumn, the autumn wind was blowing, and all the plants in the garden were withering, and it looked decadent and lonely. Liuli didn't even wear a costume, wearing a light gray-purple peony flower cheongsam, with a snow-white fox fur shawl on her shoulders. Standing bare-chested in the bleak autumn wind, it looks like he is not afraid of the cold. She pinched her orchid fingers, and sang lightly with her eyebrows, "It turns out that the purple and red flowers are blooming all over the place, and they all seem to be paid to the broken wells and ruins"

Liang Cen sat in her rocking chair a few steps in front of her, rocking, and took a few sips of tea into the spout of the teapot.

It looks leisurely, but with indescribable bitterness and desolation.

Liuli's lyrics have reached the end, as if there are wide sleeves, she made a gesture of brushing her sleeves, her eyebrows were sad, but she forced a smile: "General, am I singing well?" ”

"Okay." Liang Cen put down the teapot and held out his hand to her. She walked over and leaned on top of him, a piece of warm/nephrite.

"No matter how good it is, she is the only one who the general puts in the deepest part of his heart, right?"

He was a little silent, but fleeting. Touching her Ruyu's shoulder, he laughed softly: "What's her, you've been with me for so many years, don't you still understand me?" Who else has been around me for so many years besides you. ”

"She's not with you." Liuli smiled, stretched out her white fingers, and gently tapped his heart, "She lives with you, all the time." ”

Liang Cen grabbed her hand, pushed her away and stood up, and straightened the clothes on her body: "I'm tired, I'll see you next time." ”

Liuli looked at his back, tears raining down. "If you have her in your heart, why do you want to provoke me? I've been with you for so many years, and at such a critical juncture, you want to take her away?! Liang Cen, don't forget, she is not the lonely Yutang she used to be, she is Chen Hong's wife. ”

Liang Cen paused at the gate of the garden, "This is my business, it's not your turn." ”

Yes, they are defeated, and they will leave soon.

His wife had been dead for many years, and he never remarried. When he was about to leave, he wanted to take Fan Yutang away.

Even though she was already Chen Hong's wife, he still wanted to ask if she would like to follow her out of this chaotic place, leave with her, and go to a place where no one knew them and start over.

It's just that why is the autumn wind so cold, and why is the autumn frost so biting?

Seven years ago, for his so-called bright future, he married a famous lady as his wife. At that time, Fan Yutang left so decisively that he later chose glass as a substitute for comfort.

Seven years ago, Chen Hong cut off his robe with him. Soon after, Fan Yutang married Chen Hong, and as a wife, she was hired by three media.

How nice it would be if life could really go on like this?

Seven years later, he finally went to see his former friend and his wife.

The years don't seem to have left much of a mark on them, and they are still the same as when they first met.

Fan Yutang's figure is slender, standing next to Chen Hong and smiling gently, it is easy to remind people of the word "little bird".

"You ...... Do you want to come with me? Liang Cen never felt for a moment that he had such a hard time speaking.

Chen Hong already knew about this, but they didn't have much to do with the warlord, and they weren't ready to leave. Fan Yutang didn't speak, and glanced at Chen Hong. Chen Hong also smiled at her, and then looked at Liang Cen: "We're not going to leave." ”

Liang Cen looked at Fan Yutang with hope, but saw her smiling: "Brother Cen, have a good trip." ”

When they grew up together, that's how they called him, Brother Cen. At that moment, Liang Cen had tears in his eyes.

It turned out to be eighteen years.