The deserted boudoir finally had warmth, and the two of them finished washing up and lay down in each other's arms. Guan Ting was on her period, and she didn't ask Wang Baoyu to do that happy thing.

This night, Guan Ting lay in Wang Baoyu's arms, sleeping very sweetly, with a shallow smile on her face. Through the bright candlelight, Wang Baoyu found fine wrinkles in the corners of Guan Ting's eyes, he gently stroked these wrinkles, but he couldn't smooth them no matter what, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart.

What is the love of the world? It always makes people worry about their stomachs and can't let go, until they are like moths to a fire, exhausting their youth and burning out their lives.

I really couldn't sleep, Wang Baoyu got up and walked around the boudoir with his hands behind his back, the guqin was lying quietly in a corner of the room, very clean, a plucked string, the timbre was wrong, and no one played it.

Just behind the guqin, Wang Baoyu accidentally found a small door, and opened it curiously, it was full of profane clothes worn by girls, all kinds of colors. However, just under the clothes, he found another thing, and suddenly felt terrified, took a few steps back, and almost didn't scream, why is there a corpse here!

When I looked closely, I realized that it was not actually a dead person, but a humanoid doll sewn from cloth, about the size of a real person. has a nose, eyes, eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth are crooked, with a smile, but Wang Baoyu feels awkward no matter how he looks at it, and he feels extremely uncomfortable.

Guan Ting was woken up by the sound of Wang Baoyu plucking the piano just now, rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked over, and when she saw the humanoid doll in Wang Baoyu's hand, she immediately said in a panic: "Baoyu, don't move this thing?" ”

"Ting'er, what is this thing for?" Wang Baoyu asked unhappily.

Guan Ting snatched this thing, hugged it in her arms and blushed and didn't speak, Wang Baoyu suddenly understood in her heart, and said, "You usually hold him to comfort yourself?" ”

"Baoyu, I just think of him as you, and when I can't sleep at night, I talk to him." Guan Ting said.

Wang Baoyu couldn't cry or laugh, "This thing can also pour out his heart." ”

Shh~ Guan Ting suddenly raised an index finger at Wang Baoyu, looked around, and then made a listening gesture and whispered: "Don't underestimate this puppet, sometimes it seems that you can hear him talking to me." ”

For some reason, a chill suddenly rose on Wang Baoyu's back, and he frowned: "No matter how you say it, it's just a pile of rags, how can it replace me?" ”

Guan Ting saw that Wang Baoyu was angry, so she was embarrassed to put the puppet away, and repeatedly apologized, saying that she only had Wang Baoyu in her heart, and she swore that she would never use this thing again.

Wang Baoyu was moved again, and hugged Guan Ting tightly again.

Although this thing was regarded as his own incarnation, Wang Baoyu always felt unlucky, and insisted on taking this thing out and burning it, I don't know if it was a psychological factor, or was frightened by Guan Ting, Wang Baoyu seemed to hear a scream from the fire.

Subsequently, Wang Baoyu adjusted the strings and played a song "Memories of Appearance", and the faint sound of the piano reminded him of his modern wife and lover again, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Accompanied by beautiful women, the boudoir stroked the piano, just outside the gate of Guan Ting's mansion, Deng Dazhuang and Jiao Xiaoyi felt that the sound of the piano wafting was very harsh, and they all became bitter gourd faces. Alas, why didn't Wang Baoyu die, and held the person in their hearts in his arms.

In the eyes of these two people, even if Guan Ting looks old, she is also a goddess in their hearts that cannot be blasphemed. For the sake of the goddess, even if she goes up to the knife mountain, goes down to the sea of fire, throws her head, and spills her blood.

In another place, Zhang Qiying and Kirbyqing held hands and lay on the bed, unable to sleep at all, and as soon as Wang Baoyu came back, he did not return at night. Tong Guò inquired and still lived in Guan Yu's sister Guan Ting's house.

Hey, it seems that they are not important in Wang Baoyu's eyes.

"Yingzi, will there be any fornication between them?" Kirby Qing asked.

Speaking of which, Kirby Qing is still very simple, he has slept with Wang Baoyu many times, but he doesn't know the pleasure of men and women, and thinks that holding hands and sleeping is husband and wife.

For some reason, Wang Baoyu didn't come back, but she opened her mind, and vaguely felt that men and women sleeping together didn't seem to be as simple as holding hands.

"Alas, don't ask me, I just know that Baoyu can't do that." Zhang Qiying sighed.

"What are you doing?" Kirby Qing asked.

"It's a matter of fornication, that's how the baby came." Zhang Qiying said.

"Don't understand?"

Zhang Qiying put her mouth close to Ke Biqing's ear, muttered in a low voice, and said the shameful thing, Ke Biqing opened his mouth wide in surprise, and then his face turned red and extremely hot.

"If Baoyu and that Guan Ting do that, I will cut off his things!" Kirby said ruthlessly.

"Xiaoqing, sleep! You may not be willing to do it. Zhang Qiying turned around and covered the quilt.

Early the next morning, Guan Yu sent someone over and asked Wang Baoyu to come over, saying that there was something important to discuss, and Wang Baoyu roughly guessed something in his heart, and most of them still wanted him to marry Guan Ting immediately.

Although he failed to go home to the north, Wang Baoyu did not give up the idea of going home, even if he was destined to stay in the Three Kingdoms, he had no idea of marrying for the time being, and he still had to wait until Yiqiē settled down.

The most important thing is that Wang Baoyu doesn't love Guan Ting, and the attention to her at the beginning is nothing more than that she looks very similar to the wife of a friend in the future world. It's just a mistake, step by step to today's situation.

Sure enough, as Wang Baoyu expected, Guan Yu opened his mouth and asked, "Baoyu, since you have returned to see Ting'er, don't delay the marriage." ”

"Second brother, let's wait a little longer!" Wang Baoyu said.

Guan Yu's face suddenly sank, his fists clenched, and he said coldly: "I heard that you stayed at Ting'er's mansion yesterday, why didn't you marry her?" ”

"I, that, live in Ting'er's Mansion just to play the piano and chat." Wang Baoyu quibbled.

With a snap, Guan Yu's big palm slapped heavily on the case, and said angrily: "Baoyu, although Ting'er and I are not blood relatives, I regard her as better than a compatriot." Ting'er is infatuated with you, and she wastes her youth, can you bear to let her grow old alone? If you don't want to marry Ting'er, why don't you tell her in person and cut off her thoughts? ”

If I could say that I had said it a long time ago, I was afraid that Guan Ting would go crazy after saying it, and then she would be dismantled by Guan Yu. Wang Baoyu sighed secretly, made up a reason that he had thought of a long time ago, and prevaricated: "Second brother, you misunderstood me, of course I have Ting'er in my heart, otherwise I wouldn't have come to see her for the first time." The marriage is bound to be officially solemn, and the first thing is that the parents must be present. Ting'er listens to her brother here, and my mother is Princess Wannian, the sister of the current saint, who now lives in Wollongong. As for my father, they should belong to the eldest brother, and I will bring them in. ”