Chapter Seventy-Three: Sacrifice of Life
In his memory, Mo Tianxing was very poor, so poor that he chose to commit suicide by hanging a beam in order to lose the silver. saved him, and also opened the curtain on their acquaintance, acquaintance, and then staying together.
In my memory, I married Mo Tianxing with "ten miles of red makeup", but my life was still very hard. Where does the money go? Lei didn't ask, she saw the things outside of her body very lightly. Her requirements are really not high, as long as Mo Tianxing treats her well. And she got her wish...... She once felt that her life was good, or her heart was good, and God gave her such a good man.
He's been good, at least he used to be good, what changed him? Or is he just hypocritically hiding? It can only be said that he is just a jackal in the skin of Mo Tianxing!
After seeing Mo Tianxing for the second time, the heart of his previous life was given to him, and he didn't hide it at all, and he didn't even have himself. It was an afternoon near the beginning of winter, and Tian had a headache and forced himself to go to the "Jingyun Temple" to pray for her. Not far, but to cross the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal. I remember that at that time, Tian's nurse Mama Su sent herself to the shore and turned back to the mansion.
On that day, there was no wind or waves, and the ferry boat was also a very strong ironwood boat. I remember that there were not many people at that time, except for the sailors who were paddling, there were only a few sporadic guests. Pity Lei was afraid of water, and she was dizzy and slipped on the springboard, and fell into the water when she was unstable.
I only remember that the river was cold, and I remember the anxious cry of a male voice, but no one saved me. Just when he was desperate, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist, yes, it was Mo Tianxing......
The water is very cold, and Mo Tianxing is a scholar, so he can't save himself at all. He could have escaped alone, but he didn't, he just tried his best to lift himself out of the water, I remember that he was laughing at the time, the smile was very clear and pure: "I owe you love, I pay you back, I hope you can live ......" There are not many words, but the words are precious!
At that moment, the shadow of the man was imprinted in his eyes and heart. She is not only rich in clothes and food, what she lacks is this love, and what she lacks is the warmth of the world. For the sake of a man who can die for himself, what else can he not let go, even if he is a fool or a madman, as long as he is himself, he will follow. As long as you live...... He gave birth to him, and he died for him, and kept the feast for him.
They were lucky to survive. Their union has been through many obstacles, and has not been blessed and accepted by anyone. But she decided that she followed her without regrets, bitterly, and even until she was bedridden in her previous life, she had no complaints...... It's because he's a man who is willing to die for himself.
After seven years of marriage, she has done her duty as a wife. Even if Mo Tianxing talked less and less to himself, until he didn't even touch himself, he stupidly thought that he was fighting for this family, and the pressure was too great and the burden was too heavy. Even, in the early days of bed rest, Mo Tianxing's vicious words were reciprocated, she also thought that she was just dragging him down, "there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time", let alone husband and wife? She forgave him......
Until the light dance...... Why did you brutally open my eyes? Why don't you just poison me, it will hurt less to be a fool. "Alas......" sighed lightly, the original Lianlei was dead, but the original Mo Tianxing was still alive, which doomed their fate to be over. Why? Does it really matter? Let the chips fall where they may......
The Mo Tianxing who could die for herself may have really died at that moment, and the Mo Tianxing who regarded her as life also died at that moment. I'm just a debt collector......
There is no point in thinking about it, the past is really in the past, she can't live in memories, neither good nor bad! In his previous life, he was stubbornly living in his memory, always keeping Mo Tianxing in his heart, and only then would he die in the hands of this beast. Nostalgia? Maybe a little bit. But she couldn't lie to herself, the wounds in her heart and the light dancing on the bed reminded her. Attachment - a dead end! I owe him my life, I have already paid him back, what can I not let go?
As soon as she turned around, Lian Lei smiled, and smiled very brightly, as if the past was really left behind by her in this turn.
The candle flame jumped, the light was dim and warm, and Lianlei's heart seemed to be warmed. With a family, a daughter, and freedom, what more could you ask for? Now she is content—she is grateful, grateful to God, and even grateful to Mo Tianxing, who once hurt her, for letting her understand what is most important to her.
Qingwu is still young, and her life path is still very long in the future, so she admonishes herself to be strong. Tired, her heart was even more tired, Lianlei lay down next to Qingwu, and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, until she was awakened by the tears of Qingwu.
"Mother, are you sick, you won't wake up no matter how Qingwu calls you......" The big eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had been crying for a while: "Mother, don't you scare Qingwu, okay?" If you're ...... No one wants to dance! Looking at Lianlei, Qingwu's eyes were full of concern and fear......
Laboriously climbed up to the bed that was a little high, Qingwu handed a small bowl of porridge to Lian Lei's eyes, "I made ......" Qingwu looked at Lian Lei with some anticipation: "The first time I did it, maybe it didn't taste good......"
The tears that were held back yesterday came out of her eyes, she was so young, but she already knew that she felt sorry for herself. "Light dance, my mother just wants to be lazy. Come to my mother to try the breakfast made by Qingwu......" With tears in her eyes, her mouth was sweet and satisfied, she snatched the small bowl in Qingwu's hand, and drank it regardless of whether it was hot or cold.
"Delicious, right?" Qingwu licked her lips and asked. "Well, as long as it's done lightly, it's all ......good," Lian Lei nodded seriously and praised.
"Huh...... Why don't you eat it? Lian Lei looked at the empty bowl in her hand, looked at Qingwu suspiciously, and asked.
"Do you want to tell the truth?" Qingwu rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and said a little shyly: "I only made one bowl, and they said that everything they cooked for the first time would be very bad......"
"Little slippery head ......" Lian Lei pinched her little dancing face and said with a smile: "Hungry, my mother invites you to a big meal!" "It's good to have a heart, even if it's poisonous yao and Lianlei, you can eat the taste of delicacies, not to mention that to be honest, that bowl of porridge tastes good, at least several times better than what you made!
When did she learn it? Or does the daughter have a talent for going to the kitchen? In that way, the daughter will be blessed in the future, the man's stomach is enveloped, and the heart will not run.
"Qingwu, I'm really hungry......" rubbed her little belly, Qingwu dragged Lianlei out of bed, and brought a basin of cold water to Lianlei. When he stopped grooming, he was about to go out with his little dancing hand, when there were a few knocks on the door of "Tuk Tuk Tuk ......".
Qingwu ran to open the door with her calves, but ran back to Lianlei in a panic, hiding behind Lianlei and refusing to show her head again.