Chapter 207: Traces on the Heart One
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When Shen Yu tossed and turned, Ji Cheng also didn't sleep, and she was also worried about Shen Zheng's affairs, she had no clue, she didn't know how to explain, in case the old lady asked in private tomorrow morning, she couldn't say anything, she would definitely be misunderstood as a prevarication, or even inappropriate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Ji Cheng listened to the sound of beating outside, and estimated that Shen Che should be in the top courtyard so late, so he took a deep breath, tidied up his clothes in the mirror, walked to the door of the secret passage, and couldn't help but come back and swipe his sideburns in the mirror, and then wondered if his lip color was too light, and he still had to put on some lipgrease to look good under the light.
Ji Cheng uncovered the lipstick made from rose juice that she rarely used once, picked a little bit of it with a hairpin to her fingertips, and put it on her lips and wiped it evenly.
But after looking in the mirror, Ji Cheng disliked being too glamorous, and instead fell in love, just afraid that he would be ridiculed by Shen Che. Ji Cheng wiped off the lipstick he had just applied with a handkerchief a little dejected, leaving only a faint red on his lips, so he gave up.
It's just that the lip color is satisfied, Ji Cheng saw the sunburn spots on the tip of his nose again, and he felt irritable for a while, and picked out the newly made hosta pollen of Yu Qian'er a little bit, and wiped it on the tip of his nose, but he still couldn't cover up the sunburn.
Ji Cheng sat dejectedly in front of the makeup mirror and covered his face with his hands.
In fact, what's the point of struggling with a few sunspots? Now even if she is a heavenly immortal, it is estimated that Shen Che will not look at her more. As long as Ji Cheng thought of Shen Che's face, which was colder than ice, he couldn't help but retreat.
If you don't see it, you can still live in self-deception.
But I couldn't help but chase his shadow in my heart, even if I saw a corner of my clothes, my eyes didn't want to move. Once upon a time Ji Cheng was so timid? Even she didn't look down on her own actions, but it was as difficult to lift her legs as if she had an iron sand bag hanging from it.
Ji Cheng walked to the door slowly, and kept telling herself in her heart that she had to ask Shen Zheng clearly, she didn't know it herself, Shen Che must be clear. Because when Shen Zheng saw her so shocked at that time, Shen Che's face was very calm.
But what would he say to himself?
Will he accuse her of indiscretion like everyone else? In that case, how would she explain it to him? There was something about Ling Ziyun before, and Shen Che would definitely not believe her.
What if he didn't believe her? Self-inflicted humiliation? That's secondary. What if it tears up and falls out completely?
Ji Cheng stopped, and he couldn't go any further. The more I think about it, the more I look ahead and backward, for fear of saying too much and making too many mistakes.
Ji Cheng leaned his back against the wall, forcing himself not to think about those who had or didn't, anyway, it was a knife to stretch out his head, and it was also a knife to shrink his head. Wouldn't it be better to make some things clear to your face? It also saves her from guessing. It doesn't matter if she leaves or abandons her, and the worst plan is to enter the family temple to cultivate.
But when I think about it so simply, when I really want to do it, it's so difficult.
Ji Cheng turned around and walked back quickly. If she had really had the courage, she wouldn't have chosen to exile herself when she was on the prairie. She knew that finding Shen Che at that time, explaining in person in front of him, and then killing or killing him to decide that this was the wisest decision, but she still ran away and fled far away, preferring to die quietly than to see him completely disappointed in her.
Ji Cheng couldn't get out of her besieged city, she knew she shouldn't do it, but she couldn't muster the courage. Because she knew that if she was Shen Che, she would never truly forgive herself.
Comparing hearts to hearts, Ji Cheng was once in Shen Che's position.
When Yun Niang said that she wanted to give her to Zhu Jijun in order to protect the Ji family and her brothers, isn't what she did today's Ji Cheng?
And although Ji Cheng is still filial to her mother and is attached to her from the heart, and she also understands Yun Niang's choice very well, but the person who was given up was her, which made Ji Cheng unable to maintain the greatest sanity. So much so that she knew that a lot had changed since then. She had resentment in her heart, so her care and attention to her were greatly reduced, so she gave Xiang a chance.
And as for her Ziyun brother? He tried desperately to protect her when she needed help the most, but in the end he succumbed to her mother's hunger strike. This is also the reason why Ji Cheng was able to turn around and go to the capital to seek family affairs without mercy. is also why Ji Cheng finally succumbed to Shen Che's forced marriage. If there is no resentment in his heart, and his feelings are as pure as when he was a child, Shen Che will definitely not have any chance.
The abandonment of the wound may heal, but the scar is permanent, and everything will not be restored.
Ji Cheng thought so, wouldn't Shen Che think so? She even thought that as long as she confided everything to him and told him that she didn't have Ling Ziyun in her heart but only him, Shen Che might forgive her generously, but so what? He will always have a grudge against her.
Ji Cheng, who has always been able to do everything, Ji Cheng, who has no requirements for the choice of her husband, and Ji Cheng, who can even be compromised by Qi Zheng, is stubborn in this matter, she would rather not Shen Che's understanding and forgiveness, which is hopelessly stupid.
And the most helpless thing in the world is that you know that you are stupid, but you still can't help but continue to commit it.
Ji Cheng sat in front of her makeup again, she didn't look at herself in the mirror, she didn't have to look at her to know how disgusted she was with that face and what that face did.
But there are some things that can't be escaped, Ji Cheng guessed that even if the old lady didn't ask tomorrow, her second aunt would have to ask her, and there were still rumors outside.
Of course, Ji Cheng can also go to Shen Zheng to ask clearly, but if he is seen, it will be another matter.
And deep down in Ji Cheng's heart, she thought that she knew the reason why she had to ask Shen Che. Whether he knew the truth of the matter or not, she didn't want him to misunderstand about it, it was his brother after all.
Ji Cheng ran to the secret passage of the top courtyard in one breath, she was afraid that if she walked slowly, she would think too much, and then she would not be able to raise her courage.
Ji Cheng gently knocked on the copper ring on the secret door, but no one answered. She listened attentively, but there was no movement, she pushed open the door and walked into the room covered with puff mats, and Shen Che did not come back.
Ji Cheng couldn't say whether she was disappointed or relieved, she walked to the small table where she was looking at the account book, where there were already several abridgements she had written, this was the only thing she could do for Shen Che silently now.
In that stack of sections, there was a hair of Ji Cheng pressed under the most volume. Ji Cheng sat down next to the small table, and the hair was still in place and had not moved, which meant that Shen Che had never seen it.
Ji Cheng's hand gently stroked the stack of books, tears appeared under her eyes, she raised her head and poured the tears back, what right did she have to cry? It's all her own choice, and she knows the consequences she should bear.
Familiar footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, a trace of panic flashed on Ji Cheng's face, and he didn't know how to face Shen Che, and for a moment, Ji Cheng even wanted to rush into the secret passage.
However, although Shen Che's pace was light, it was not slow at all, and he had already appeared by the door at this moment, and he had already seen Ji Cheng.
Ji Cheng stood up, hung his head and stepped aside, Shen Che passed by her, with the smell of wine on his body, and the tip of Ji Cheng's nose moved slightly.
"Something?" Shen Che's tone was very light, so light that it didn't look like he was speaking to his wife, let alone talking to a wife who had betrayed him.
It was so light that Ji Cheng seemed to be a stranger.
Ji Cheng's heart has sunk to the bottom of the sea, she has long expected it, don't hate, what is more terrifying is to ignore it, that is, she doesn't care anymore.
Ji Cheng looked up at Shen Che, she couldn't find any emotional fluctuations on his face, she glanced at Shen Che and couldn't face Shen Che anymore, cleared her throat and said, "Third uncle, why is he looking at me like that tonight?" ”
Shen Che asked rhetorically: "You don't know? ”
Ji Cheng shook his head.
"You don't even know how I'll know?" Shen Che said.
Ji Cheng looked at Shen Che again, silent and did not speak.
"Is there anything else?" Shen Che asked.
Ji Cheng shook his head.
"It's okay, I'm going to rest." Shen Che said.
Ji Cheng's face was already full of fiery shame, and she had expected it a long time ago, but she thought that she would be sneered at by Shen Che, but in the end, he just chased her with an attitude of chasing flies.
Ji Cheng moved his lips, wanting to say something more, but he didn't have the face to stay any longer. It was all in vain, and she was silent for a moment, but finally turned and walked back through the door of the secret passage.
Then Ji Cheng clearly heard the "click" of the iron bolt door on the other side of the door.
The blood in Ji Cheng's whole body was used on his face at the moment, and he couldn't wait to die like this. Shame was mixed with anger, and it was not clear who it was directed at, but most of it was directed at herself.
Knowing that this is the result, I can finally give up.
The blood rushed to her face, so her heart felt extremely cold, and she couldn't even see clearly with her eyes, Ji Cheng felt that she couldn't breathe well, and her heart was full of colic, she couldn't lift her legs, so she could only quickly lean against the wall, breathe two times rapidly, and wait for her eyes to feel the light again.
At the peak of her shame, Ji Cheng once raised her hands and wanted to push the door, wanting to scream at the door, but in the end her hand just lightly rested on the cold door, and then slowly shrank to the ground, leaning weakly against the door.
She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't stop crying. Ji Cheng knew the tip of Shen Che's ears, so she bit her lip and didn't make a sound.
She needed to regain some strength, and when she regained her strength, she could move on.
In fact, Ji Cheng underestimated her own tenacity, she thought that she would never be able to stand up again, but when no one loved her, and she had to rely on herself for everything in the future, she quickly stood up, and then wiped away the tears on her face.
Tomorrow? She'll deal with tomorrow.