Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who envied the two little ones when they were children, the days were long and the flotsam was light, and then annihilated their daughter's heart, and the years were like beans and wine, but there was no more.

Fan Zixuan has been very popular since she was a child, whether it is an adult or a child of her age, she likes this girl with two pointed tiger teeth when she laughs.

No one found out that she was deliberately flattering, for example, Liu Ququ said that the candied fruit of the Wang family shop was delicious, even if she obviously found it unpalatable, she would never express her inconsistent opinions with others, but followed the words of others.

This habit has become natural, and she is sometimes confused, not knowing which one she likes, and gradually losing her own opinion in the drift. And Xu Shaozhen is the only persistence she has not wavered from childhood to adulthood.

It is said that Xu Fan's two families have no friendship, but Xu Shaozhen was stubborn when he was a child, and when he went to the street, he happened to see Fan Zixuan wearing a small dress, and sent someone to go up and pour ink on the skirt for her.

Coincidentally, a few bastards who were nearby that day didn't recognize Xu Caiye's only son, and they immediately rushed up, and even the children with bodyguards were tied up in front of the eldest brother directly under him to ask for credit.

Because of a skirt, Xu Caiye's son was tied, and by the time Fan Lianwu knew, the matter had already made a big fuss.

To say that this matter can be big or small, there is no trouble, and it is his own son who bullied other girls first, and it is not good to hear it out, Xu Xinbo is very polite in his words, Fan Lianwu also borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and the two families have intersected since then.

Fan Zixuan is also curious, since she was a child, no one dares to bully her. When Xu Xinbo took Xu Shaozhen away, she glanced out, and turned around and grimaced at him, it was so ugly that she laughed all at once.

When she learned that her father was going to give her younger brother to the Xu family as an adopted son, Fan Zixuan, who was only a seven-year-old girl at the time, seriously mentioned to Fan Lianwu that she was going to marry Brother Shaozhen.

Fan Lianwu knew that a family like theirs was not worthy of the Xu family, and this was also a good opportunity, so he brought it up, and the matter was just like that.

She still remembers that it was just a big old father who told her that the word Zixuan was given to her by an old monk who traveled around, saying that she had a bumpy road in her life, and if she could avoid it, everything would naturally go smoothly.

The old monk did not continue to say the following words, but only said that he hoped that his father and daughter could remember the meaning of Qingrong and Yagui.

She thought it was just a trick.

Fan Zixuan really wants to grow up quickly and be able to marry Brother Shaozhen earlier, just like the poem reads, for a gentleman. Every time I read that sentence softly, I feel a strong sense of joy in my heart.

She always thought that Brother Shaozhen also liked herself.

When she was in Shanghai, when she celebrated her birthday, the gifts he gave her were rare and valuable, and when she was hospitalized, he would come to the ward to see her and bring her her favorite lilies.

Fan Zixuan persuaded herself like this, and her keen feeling made her know clearly, but as long as he really had a little heart for her, he would never give up until he reached this point.

But even these illusions of chatting with ** were broken after Yan Zhixian appeared.

Brother Shaozhen came back late that day, and she had been sitting in the living room of the Xu Mansion waiting for him. His usual gentle face was a little tired, and when he saw her sitting on the sofa, there was a natural smile in his phoenix eyes.

Seeing him empty-handed, her heart was heavy, heavy.

Obviously, he said that he went to Zhenhua Commercial Building to buy chocolates for himself, but why did he return empty-handed? It must be that the foreign bank has an urgent matter temporarily.

Fan Zixuan didn't ask anything, and cried in the quilt for a long time that night. How could she not know that he was so unique and careful with Yan Zhixian?

There are anger and tears, not just tenderness, this is true love.

Jealousy was like a poisonous weed, growing madly in her heart, piece by piece, like a prairie fire.

Fan Zixuan found Huang Qiao, hasn't he always liked herself, she wants to see what he can do for himself. But something went wrong, and when Okamura proposed to do it, her heart was overjoyed and excited.

In this way, I can be firmly bound to him.

She indulged in the release of herself on that big bed, he was not gentle, even a little rough, but because of the expectation in her heart, she was full of great sweetness while crying. She finally gave herself to him completely.

It was the same night, but to her, it seemed to be the difference between heaven and hell, obviously one second it was still shining, and the next moment she fell to the bottom of the cliff, accompanied by the howling night wind, she was like a small boat sailing alone in the endless ocean, in the dark night, hit mercilessly by the wind and waves.

There was a tearing pain in her lower body, and Fan Zixuan was already numb.

But this clearly reminded her that what she had been looking forward to for nineteen years could not be realized in this life.

She thought of death, but Xu Shaozhen still needed her as a puppet, how could she fulfill her, even if her value was just an empty shell of the walking dead.

Fan Zixuan didn't expect that she could put on a white wedding dress for him again, even if it was just to make a show in front of people, she felt that she was going crazy with excitement.

Her hand was on his arm, watching him thank the guests with a smile, blocking her from time to time, her eyes were full of indulgent smiles, and she said softly that Zixuan had been drunk since she was a child, and he would replace this cup.

She still willingly indulged in his undisguised lies.

Fan Zixuan used to just think that he didn't like him, but he never understood that his love was so humble, even as good as dust, and he had no dignity and pride at all, so this life was probably destined to be a tragedy.

Even if she was reduced to such a position that was worse than a prostitute, she still never thought of leaving. Huang Qiao had approached her in private, saying that if she wanted, he would take her away now, leave Shanghai, leave China, and go to a place where no one knew them.

She firmly refused, saying that she was Xu Shaozhen's wife, and no matter how he treated her, she should do her duty.

Who made her think about this name for so many years.

Fan Zixuan knew why he had to die by himself, Okamura said that Yan Zhixian was about to return from Japan. Her love has always been an eyesore.

The old monk's words have never been right, and what she has envied in her life has never been pure and elegant, but only him.

So, what is there to die if he needs it?

I only hope that I won't meet you again in the next life, my brother Shaozhen. (To be continued.) )