Song Zixun raised his eyebrows and glanced at Du Rongzhi, seeing that the girl was still crying, but she was afraid that people would see it and say unpleasant words again, so she didn't care about it, so she took it and wiped the blood on her shoulder.

Veils?

Song Zixun's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously glanced at the bed. Sure enough, I saw that Yuanpa, who had been laid on the mattress before, had long been missing. Looking down again, he saw that the Fang Jinpa in his hand was already stained with a piece of blood, how could he look like ......

Song Zixun's face changed a few times, and when he was about to have a seizure, he felt that his face was burning as if he was screaming for fire, and finally gritted his teeth and went to the clean room without saying a word.

There was a faint sound of water in her ears, and Du Rongzhi sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

The incense futon exuded a faint fragrance, and I remembered in a trance that it should be the breath on his body in my memory.

The girl's gaze slowly swept across the room, the black lacquer inlaid with soft luodian painted gold four seasons Ruyi screen, carved birds five-screen makeup table, Ruyi flowers and entwined lotus flowers...... But when he saw the pineapple square corner cabinet, he couldn't help but tremble.

The word "Xi" under the red silk was dazzlingly red, and she couldn't take her eyes off it, and suddenly remembered the last time the two had an argument in her previous life. It was that dispute that finally cut off all her last bit of affection and thoughts for him.

At that time, Song Zixun rarely came to her room.

Actually, it wasn't just that time...... When the freshness of the newlywed slowly cools; When she found that his gentleness and thoughtfulness were just a habit, not just hers; When the ring, the fat and thin newcomers were carried into the door one after another...... Suspicion, grievance, jealousy, and resentment finally turned into endless quarrels and cold wars.

Later, his mother and father passed away one after another, and the Du family was destroyed overnight, and he became more and more disgusted with her, even on the fifteenth day of the first month of each month, it was difficult to see him again. It was probably not until that moment that she had to admit that she was just a suitable stepping stone on the road to Song Zixun, what childhood sweethearts, what kind of husband and wife kindness, once there is no use value, it is disgusting to look at it more.

She gradually became discouraged, a woman who had no mother's support and was not favored by her husband, and her life in the inner house was difficult. Later, she finally fell seriously ill, but after she recovered, she no longer had the vitality of the past, and since then she has stayed at home, only reading and writing quietly in her room every day, and sometimes she doesn't even know what she is living for.

Until that year's Shangyuan Festival......

Song Ziche suddenly rushed into her room drunk and grabbed her and said a lot of things—a lot of things that should not be said and could not be said in the rest of his life.

He even wanted to......

She was terrified. She never knew when this playmate, who had been mischievous since childhood, actually had such thoughts about her, she avoided, persuaded, and struggled...... Her hair was scattered and her clothes were messy, but he grabbed her as if he had fallen into an evil and refused to let go.

But something even more terrible is always to come.

I don't know who leaked the news, but a group of masters, young masters, ladies and young ladies who were supposed to be staggering at the banquet in front of them all rushed over......

She couldn't remember how much disdain she had seen or how much she had cursed that night; I don't remember how Shen was clever in his tongue, reversed black and white, and pushed everything on her: unwilling to be lonely, shameless, seducing the uncle, and corrupting the lintel; I don't remember when the room was full of people...... I only remember his iron-blue face in the dim light and the bruised corners of his mouth after fighting with Song Ziche.

It was also the first time that he had hit her.

The moment his slap fell heavily and hit the corner of the cabinet, she felt her head go blank.

She collapsed to the ground, her ears buzzing, and the sudden pain blurred her eyes with tears, leaving only a black figure in front of her......

But he still refused to let her go, and suddenly lifted her off the ground and reversed her body, forcing her to lie on her knees on the cabinet, and put her on the back like that......

She eventually passed out in pain.

When I woke up again, I couldn't see anything.

There was a sound of rustling in the clean room, and Du Rongzhi turned around and lay down with the quilt in her arms.

In her previous life, she was full of joy in the cave room, and all she thought about was to be in harmony with Song Zixun in the future, and her husband sang with her wife, and now she is ...... She didn't know what else this man had to make her nostalgic for.

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Okay, now that the past and present lives are almost clear, I can finally chat with the little angels, quack quack.

First, a word about the inspiration for writing this story.

I read a post earlier, "If you meet your current husband in your next life, will you marry him?" I think it's very interesting, especially the first reply in it impresses me:

"In the next life, I hope to meet my husband in a scene where I don't know each other, and then I can't take care of his life with a brick, turn around and leave, I hope it's a blind spot for monitoring, his uncle."

At that time, I thought, since ordinary couples will have this kind of "I've really had enough with this person" mood, then if it is a couple of resentful couples, they have been tired of each other in this life, and they haven't had time to be happy after being reborn, and suddenly they find out, "Oh, I'll go, why is this slut again?!" ”…… What would it be like?

And then there is the present story.

So you read that right, the male protagonist of this article is clear, he is the slut in his previous life. If there is a little angel who doesn't like it, you can abandon the pit now, and continue to look down if you like it.

I'm going to talk about two very important things, and you can decide whether or not to come to my bowl according to your own preferences.

1 In view of the fact that the heroine of this article died stupidly in her last life, and she was still very young when she died, although she lived a new life, she would not make any great progress in intelligence. It can only be said that because she has experienced some things and has the ability to predict the unknown, she will deal with it more appropriately. But for what she didn't experience, or that deviated from her original trajectory because of her presence, then ...... Let's look at the intelligence of the heroine and the author that day.

I can't say it for a while.

Anyway, the heroine's rebirth is her biggest golden finger.,Except for more memories of the past life.,The others are the same as ordinary people.,If you want to see the intelligence hanging the sky.,Turn over your hands for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain.,The heroine who slaps her face wildly.。。。 Well, I don't have that.

2 This article is an empty ancient saying, and most of the place names, backgrounds, objects, crops, etc. that appear in the text are not examinable...... Cover your face. My mom says I'm an idiot all day long, I have neither knowledge nor common sense, I just want to try to write an era that I can understand, hahahaha, so please don't use common sense, geography knowledge, and other lofty questions to card me, after all, a man like the wind, you can't get stuck.

Actually, there was originally a 3, but because good friends said that if there was a 3, you might not love me, so I changed the original idea...... Well, we are actually a genuine, childless love story, and there will not be a lot of house fights and conspiracy in it, mainly based on long-term feelings and ordinary daily life. If everyone can accept the above two points and five...... So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get in the car!