(Hehe, I'm a little sorry, I have a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I find a wrong word, and sometimes I can't help but revise it, so sometimes I change several chapters in a row, causing inconvenience, please forgive me.) By the way, there will be two more beautiful men after 400,000 words, so stay tuned. This is revenge, hehe. I'm sorry, but when the public is pursuing entertainment, I send some sad words to all book friends, and I have a lot of inclusion in him. ）

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Du Yunke looked at his brother once, and finally put down the wine jug and said, "You don't have to worry about me, come over so late." ”

"Big brother, if you want to open up, I'm afraid that your body will be unbearable if you continue like this, no matter what, you should take care of your own body." Du Yunhe persuaded.

"It doesn't matter." Du Yunke just said lightly.

Du Yunhe thought that he would not listen to his words, looking at his gloomy expression, he could only use Jinyi to speak: "You can do it yourself, then if Jinyi knows that you are like this, how uncomfortable she will be." ”

Du Yunke was stunned for a moment, speechless, he stood up, slowly walked to the window, pushed open the window, looked up at the bright moon in the sky and said: "I thought that a lover could eventually become a family, it seems that it is just my unrealistic fantasy." ”

Du Yunhe saw that he was too sad and had the heart to persuade him, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only sigh secretly in his heart.

When the sky was bright, the people of Du Mansion began to get busy again, and the whole of Du Mansion was replaced by the color of red, and the big red happy words and colorful lanterns and silk decorated the Ninghui Courtyard very festively.

Mrs. Du was explaining that the Yang family was helping Zhang Luo, but she saw Du Yunke coming. She waved Yang away, looked at Du Yunke, and looked at his solemn face, not knowing what to say, whether it would be extraneous. Let's get out of the marriage again.

"Madam, I have already done what you want me to do, and now the family affair is approaching. I just want to ask my wife one last thing, and I hope she will say yes to me. After Du Yunke greeted him, he said.

Mrs. Du looked at him thoughtfully, and said, "Say it." ”

"My cousin is about to get married, and I won't have anything with Jinyi in the future." Du Yunke still lowered his eyes and said, "I just want to ask my wife to allow me to see Jinyi again before I get married." From then on, he was cut off with her. ”

Mrs. Du looked at Du Yunke contemplatively for a long time. Finally nodded and said, "Okay." For the sake of that girl, I hope you can do what you say, and everyone will be happy. ”

Du Yunke naturally understood what his wife meant. His gaze fell even lower.

The firewood room was silent, and Jinyi just sat silently on the ground thinking about Du Yunke. Suddenly, the door of the firewood room was opened, and she thought it was the little girl who delivered the food, but she heard the voice that was turning back and forth in her dream: "Jinyi." "It's actually the eldest young master who wants to see in his heart.

The two met again. Each other's eyes were full of surprise, sourness, and helplessness.

"Young Master......" Jinyi stood up.

Du Yunke had already hurried over and hugged her tightly. "Brocade." Seeing his sweetheart imprisoned, Du Yunke's heart surged.

"Young Master, I really want to see you." Jin Yi couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Du Yunke said guiltily.

"Don't say that." Jinyi felt his warm embrace and felt sorry for his self-blame. "Young Master, are you okay? I've been worried about you. ”

"Fool," Du Yunke said. "I have nothing to worry about. It's you who are worried. He lifted Jinyi away, then stroked Jinyi's cheek and said, "Now that I'm okay, I'm relieved to see that you're okay." Du Yunke thought of severing any relationship with Jinyi from now on, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Jinyi said softly: "Young master......" She thought Du Yunke was too excited. Then he stretched out his hand to touch Du Yunke's face, his face full of distress.

looked at the woman he loved in front of him. Du Yunke couldn't hold back after all, and his eyes were already wet.

"Young Master." Jin Yi seemed to feel something, just staring at him.

"Brocade ...... I'm sorry. Du Yunke still said sorry words, but this apology implied a message that made him feel even more cruel. Seeing Jinyi looking at himself stupidly, he finally relented and said, "I'm sorry, today is the last time I see you, and I won't see you again." ”

Jinyi's heart sank to the bottom after this sentence, and what did it mean for the person he loved to say such a thing to himself?

"We have no fate in this life, we can't stay together for a long time, rather than both of us suffering, it's better to forget each other." Du Yunke endured the pain and said that instead of continuing to add pain to the person she loves, it is better to let her forget as much as possible and let her find her happiness happily.

Do you want to forget about him yourself? Jinyi was stunned for an instant, looking at Du Yunke's eyes, she couldn't believe it, why? Why forget about him yourself. Forgot about each other? Forgot about each other? Jin Yi's gaze slowly slid down, and he lowered his head, and his already wet eyes burst into tears.

Du Yunke cupped her face, wiped away her tears, and said, "Forget me, as if you never met me." He only felt a heart-wrenching pain, his eyes were damp again, and he turned around and walked out of the firewood room. When I came out, the tears couldn't help but fall. Seeing the little servant close the door, he turned his head to look at the window, but forced to turn his head, he couldn't look anymore, otherwise, he would be reluctant to leave again.

Jinyi walked quickly to the window, holding on to the window lattice and looking at the back of his sweetheart leaving in a hurry, tears slid down at the same time, and sobbed softly. Young master, you sue me, how can I forget you, how should I forget you. Tears slipped down line by row, spreading wantonly on his face. She couldn't hold on to the lattice anymore and stumbled to the ground.

All the things of the past came to mind. Under the laurel tree, he plucked the leaves from his hair for himself; was pushed down by the second young master, and he helped himself up with concern; In the Brocade Garden, his clothes were wet, but he bandaged his injured fingers; On the night when the lamp sent him back, he looked at himself so fondly; After hurting his foot, he healed himself himself; When keeping the New Year, I hugged him emotionally and walked hand in hand in the snow......

"Of course you will always be by my side, and I will not allow you to leave my side. We'll be together forever. ”

Even if we can't be together forever, how can we forget you. stroked the jade pendant on his neck, once in Suzhou, and he wore it for each other...... I can't forget it, this qiē and qiē make me unforgettable.

The night fell, and tears fell endlessly with the endless long night.

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I sat all night in the darkness of the night, and the light of the day replaced the darkness. But Jinyi's heart still sank into darkness.

I don't know how much time passed, Du Yunke's words sounded in her ears again: "We have no fate in this life, we can't stay together for a long time, rather than both of us suffering, it's better to forget each other." ”

Maybe you're right and should have forgotten. But why, I just can't forget it. Or he is not strong enough to swing his sword and cut the love thread, and the obsession in his heart is constantly pestering, and the reason is still messy.

His words fell, and the sound of silk and bamboo drum music came faintly. This is the joy, the joy of their marriage. Thinking of this, tears can't help but drip down again.

Close your eyes and forget about yourself and desperately forget about jì. Why be greedy and why? Looking blankly at the tall stacks of firewood, she reached out and broke it, lowered her eyes, and tears fell to the mud. Hold the firewood in your hand and drop it to the ground.

Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick. Sauvignon Blanc is long and remembrance, and Sauvignon Blanc is infinite. I knew that it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning......

After carving, sorrow came from it, she dropped the firewood in her hand, rested her head on her knees, and wept softly. (There's another chapter later)