The father and daughter were chatting, when Wen Shu pushed the door and came in, holding a plate of cut fruit in her hand.

"Mom..."Xia Chanwu greeted her, snuggling in Wen Shu's arms like a kitten, "Mom, I miss you so much." ”

It is said that only my mother is good in the world, and I haven't seen her for so long, so it's strange if I don't want to.

Her daughter hadn't hugged herself for a long time, Wen Shu was naturally happy to close her mouth, she glanced at Xia Boyuan, and he walked over to his wife with a sense of humor, so that she could hug her daughter well.

Empty-handed, the mother and daughter immediately came to a big bear hug.

After a long time, Wen Shu let go of Xia Cicada Dance and looked her up and down: "Cicada, my mother is not around, you haven't eaten well, look, you have lost weight." Rather than blaming, the soft voice contained more distress.

"Hehe, I think it's okay." rubbed his face, and fell into Wen Shu's arms again as he spoke. Sure enough, when I threw myself into my mother's arms, I couldn't enjoy happiness.

"Hmph, it's all your father's fault!" Wen Shu glanced at Xia Boyuan fiercely, "If it weren't for the fact that the ancestors of their family had nothing to do, what kind of marriage would they have with the underworld, would my cicada need to live alone outside?" ”

Xia Boyuan was uncomfortable by this glance, for this matter, the wife who has always been virtuous has been in trouble with herself for the first time, and the couple has been in a cold war for more than half a year.

"Wen Shu, don't talk nonsense. This marriage was decided from the ancestors, and we should follow the will of our ancestors as descendants. Xia Boyuan walked to the sofa with the fruit and sat down, leaving only a back for Wen Shu's mother and daughter, so that people couldn't see through anything in him.

This is Xia Boyuan. As the head of the family, his consistent policy in dealing with things is to put public before private, even if he can't understand his family, he can only go forward hard, and he has a hard heart.

"Do what your ancestors wanted?" Wen Shu snorted coldly, and through the high-gloss lenses, she could see that her eyes had lost the gentleness of Fang Cai, and were replaced by an extremely cold chill, "Let my daughter marry into the underworld and be a wife to a ghost?!" ”

"Wen Shu, how can you say that." Xia Boyuan stood up and faced Wen Shu, with a hint of displeasure on his face, "Cicada Er is the only girl in our Xia family, and she is responsible for restarting the wheel of fate, and we parents should be proud of her." ”

"Xia Boyuan, you!?" Hearing this, Wen Shu let go of Xia Cicada Dance and rushed out, a fierce ideological struggle swirled in her mind, and when she spoke again, her tone was a little choked: "There are so many people in this world, why is it my cicada, Xia Boyuan, I hate you!" ”

"Wife, don't, me? I? ......"Wen Shu is a natural beauty embryo, coupled with proper maintenance, she is nearly fifty years old but still charming.

This beauty was crying, the pear blossoms brought rain, and he was the pillow person he had been by himself for many years, Xia Boyuan suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed his chest fiercely, which made him extremely depressed, and even his brows were twisted.

"Dad, Mom..."Xia Cicada Dance couldn't calm down anymore. walked into the two of them, pulled Wen Shu to Xia Boyuan, and pushed her into his arms, "It's all bad for my daughter, don't quarrel for me anymore, okay?" ”

In her impression, her parents are such a loving couple, and her mother is the most virtuous and gentle woman in the world, but now they are quarreling for her, so isn't it very unfilial for her to be a daughter?

Besides, who can blame what was destined thousands of years ago? Mom and Dad are right, Emperor Fengdu is right, and his eldest son is even more wrong. If you have to blame, then you can only blame fate.

"Yes, Wen Shu, you see how sensible our daughter is." Xia Boyuan took the opportunity to take Wen Shu into his arms, patted his back, and said with a hint of helplessness: "Cicada is also my daughter, and when something like this happens, my heart hurts as a father."

But think about it, if the wheel of fortune can really be reopened, then it will be an eternal peace for both the living and the dead, right? ”

"Boyuan, but that's our daughter, woo, wow......" For the first time, snuggled in her husband's arms, Wen Shu cried like a child.

It is precisely because of understanding the importance of this mission and being powerless to change anything that it has become a hurdle in Wen Shu's heart.

Wen Shu...... suppressed the sadness in his heart, and Xia Boyuan hugged his wife tighter, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Mom's ......"

Xia Chanwu stepped forward and wanted to comfort Wen Shu, but saw Xia Boyuan give her a look, motioned her to leave, and gave her a reassuring look.

She did so, exited the study and quietly left. Because she knows that the only person who can bring some comfort to her mother at this moment is her father.

Xia Cicada Dance, why do you want to come back at this time? Have you seen it, your arrival once again evoked the pain in the hearts of your parents, and the husband and wife who have loved you for most of their lives have made trouble to such a point for you!

Some things, since they are a foregone conclusion, since they are destined to be unchangeable, then it is good for you to bear them silently alone, so why drag everyone to suffer with you?

Don't you pride yourself on being very filial? But now, open your eyes and see, what you bring to them is only sadness, only guilt, only tears, so what qualifications do you have to talk about filial piety?

"Feng, where are you? I miss you so much. Do you know that I am really helpless at this time, so helpless. Sharp ......"

With the longing for Leng Feng, Xia Chan Wu slowly closed her eyes in the tears in the sky, waiting for the alarm clock to ring......

In the villa here, Xia Chanwu was not there, Wen Xue went to the store and didn't plan to come back, Leng Feng didn't leave.

The villa reverberated with Xia Cicada Dance's favorite guzheng rhyme "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace". Leng Feng came out of the pool like a mermaid, wrapped himself in a bath towel, took out a bottle of London's domestically made 93-year-old Le Hua from the wine cabinet, and went straight to Xia Cicada Dance's bedroom.

The room was filled with the smell of mellow wine, and the air was faintly mixed with the unique fragrance of cherry blossoms that belonged to her.

The so-called wine is not drunk, and everyone is drunk, which is very suitable to describe his state of mind at the moment.

took a sip of wine, walked to the bedside, leaned over and sniffed her pillow, there was still her faint fragrance on it, and in a daze, Leng Feng fell into infinite memories.

Right here, right on this bed, he asked for her, he took her to gallop thousands of miles again and again, she snuggled under him and chanted Chenghuan, they left a mark of love for each other......

But now? Leng Feng slowly raised his head and swept across the empty room, the unforgiving reality made him see clearly that everything was wrong.

Cicada, in the past, you were willing to sacrifice your life for me, but now you don't want to look at me even when you are injured?

Some people say that missing is like a cup of poisoned wine, and the deeper the thought, the deeper the poisoning, and the more painful the heart.

No, isn't a certain master overwhelmed by this poison at this moment? He sat up sharply, and with a sharp somersault leaped over the large double bed. Ran to the bedside and opened the window, almost in one go.

"Bang dang!"

The sound of the bottle breaking was so crisp and loud in the night, and it was like his heart.