Seeing Mengyao's abdomen, as well as the small belly, the spots are full of patterns, pit by pit covering the entire front body, as well as the inner side of the thigh, which is also densely packed with small pits and countless needle eyes.

"W-what's going on?" With a question in a lowered voice, he blurted out a roar desperately.

In an instant, Zimo and Mengyao were forced to fall slowly from the clouds.

Slowly, she seemed to see the sun, moon and stars, the mountains, the water, the sea and the river. She saw the world and the ugliness of humanity, the countless hideous grimaces of thousands of faces, and quickly covered up the only kind faces among them...... Suddenly, the old woman's face seemed to emerge, and her ghost-like eyes were still billowing black smoke, gushing and polluting the other smiling and kind faces that almost leaked out again.

Then, the old bald man, and ......

Oh, why did the fluttering immortals that he once really had in the clouds turn into nothing in an instant? Fantasy is just away from reality, only a transparent and ultra-thin film is missing, and it will always look like it, but it is not real. It looks like the truth, but all the good things are so easy to dissipate with the wind and simplicity. In the end, what was caught in the hand was just empty hands and empty fists. The palms of your hands, the palms and fingers that accompany your skin, are just air.

Slowly fall until it hits the ground.

Meng Yao slowly opened his eyes, and in the face of Zimo's horrified inquiry, he was silent and did not answer, and after a while, he looked at him leisurely. But there was still silence, and after a long time there was another sigh.

Zimo hurriedly pulled the flower quilt over, gently covered Mengyao's body, and saw that the back was covered with traces of beating with sticks. Moreover, on the top of the major scars, there are needle eyes, and the needle eyes are irregularly connected by new scars, and the imprints on the entire back are criss-crossed, dotted, lightning and thunder.

Look at the chest again.

There is a faint hot crooked handwriting on it: sweep the baxing, see people.

"What's going on? There are still swear words? Zimo tightened Mengyao's jade hands and pressed them tightly to his chest, feeling extremely distressed, and even choked with tears.

"What's going on, tell me!" He collapsed, shaking her shoulders, anxiously oppressive and incredulous.

He didn't know what the woman on the tip of his heart had experienced. On her creamy skin, every scar was like a knife tipping flesh, and his heart was dripping blood at the moment.

Seeing that Mengyao didn't speak, he grabbed the corners of his clothes and covered his body in a panic to dodge. After that, her arms were protected by the quilt, tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, and her red lips trembled slightly, but she always avoided Zimo's hot eyes, but she didn't know where to start.

Zimo will.

Suddenly he didn't want to listen to the explanation, and he couldn't bear to let her remember the pain. Touching her cold fingers, she helped pull up the quilt and wrap her body completely, but she was still trembling and cold.

In addition to being distressed, Zimo hugged him even harder.

Use body temperature to warm her.

"Baby, you're suffering. It's all my fault, it's me, it's me who came too late, too late! His eyes were misty, his chest was floating, and he could feel that he was deliberately holding back from crying.

At this time, Mengyao regretted his marriage.

If you don't get married, how can you be so scarred? With this shell of a person who is not a ghost or a ghost, how can he match this belated fate in front of him?

At this moment, Mengyao's nose wrinkled, and the tears in the corners of her eyes finally rolled, like the water of a canal bursting and pouring, she was like a child, she could finally be hugged by her beloved parents, twitch her body to her heart's content, cry happily, and vent all the sadness and grievances for so many years.

Zimo hugged her tightly.

He took off his glasses, took a tissue, dipped the corner of his eye, and wiped away the tears of distress. Take a little bit to wipe away the tears for Mengyao, and the irrepressible snot.

Mengyao's tears that broke the embankment also contained many betrayals of faith. How can you easily betray your faith without remorse and blame? If you know that one day in the future, your dream will come true, why don't you want to guard him like a jade since he was a child?

An hour passed, and she finally stopped.

"I'm sorry." She felt annoyed and embarrassed for such a gaffe when they met for the first time, and apologized again and again.

"Don't be afraid, let me hug you." Feeling the mottling of his back, he sighed silently, his cheeks leaned over and pressed against Meng Yao, taking a sip of drink, kissing the salty and bitter tears on her cheeks, he loved and pity, tolerated and understood, and let his beloved woman vent in his arms.

"It's so big, and you still cry?"

Silent for a long time, he humorously teased and coaxed, smiled and circled his index finger and scraped the bridge of Mengyao's crystal clear nose, he didn't dare to ask more at this moment. I was afraid that my original unintentional inquiry would cause the slightest pain. So his care is more careful.

After Mengyao's mood improved, Zimo got up and picked up the brocade box.

"Little Peach Blossom, what do you think I'm going to give?"

She listened and frowned in thought.

"Open it and take a look, won't you?" Zimo looked doting.

Such a high-end brocade box, Mengyao really didn't dare to touch it, so many years of habit, let me feel that such a high-end and expensive gift, at all, does not belong to me at all, and I can't give birth to a male baby, pigs and dogs are not as good as inferior goods, not at all.

Even a glance at it is blasphemous.

Their own hands are only worthy of doing farm work and drinking tatters, and these vulgar and inferior things that they believe belong to their own category. How can those noble and elegant ones have nothing to do with themselves?

At the very least, these 10 years of marriage have taught themselves in this way, what should be thought and what should not be thought, and they have already planned out rules and regulations for themselves in their hearts. Her own soul was huddled in these corners, struggling and wailing helplessly, and all day long, she huddled in the corners with her arms folded and shoulders, shivering and restless.

Zimo gently opened the lid of the box with his own hands, and the spring quickly bounced the lid up, and when he landed, a scent of fragrant wood wafted away, and he saw a butterfly-shaped incense pillow wrapped around a shiny watch on the white brocade lining.

The dial is very large, surrounded by countless white diamonds, the dial is also covered with more broken silver diamonds, and the outermost ring is inlaid with a narrow circle of pink and white diamonds, especially under this lamp, it is subtle and natural, pure and transparent, elegant and brilliant and brilliant, elegant and brilliant charm.

The first time Mengyao saw a luxurious luxury, it should be the large glass chandelier on the first floor of the Kwai Yuan Hotel. A waiter said that it was crystal, anyway, she couldn't understand the culture of high-end products, after all, they were all very valuable things, and even her own life was not worth the money of a bead in the chandelier.

But now, the watch is simply blinding.

As soon as I finished crying, the corners of my eyes were a little dry, so I gently rubbed my eyes, I wanted to take them over and look at them carefully, but I still didn't dare, how could such a noble and rare thing be touched with my humble hands?

If you don't know how to desecrate holiness like this, will you be struck by lightning?

For so many years, I haven't developed the habit of being pampered, even if it's very small, or even if I eat a boiled egg, it's not at all what my humble slut should think. Therefore, since ten years of married life, behind her delicate face, there has always been a hidden heart that is forever humble.

So, like a white swan, she folded her proud neck and buried her shy face deep under the white feathers.

Zimo was silent.

I hugged her again in distress, maybe in the middle of the night, only this measured body language can soothe this sad soul. After a long time, picking up this watch, he took Mengyao's left hand, put it in without hesitation, pressed it on his wrist and put it right, and gently buckled the buckle full of broken diamonds.

A noble coldness seeped into the skin, Meng Yao put down her arm, the silver light did not slip, and the length of the bracelet was just right, and suddenly, the dazzling brilliance made her more beautiful and elegant aura. In his heart, he was extremely glad that he had a taste for his vision.

The night is deeper.

Outside, there was the howling of a wild cat, which was high and low, and Meng Yao was scared to hear it, but she pretended not to care. Because for so many years, no one would care about any of her feelings and needs, so she has long been accustomed to silently bearing everything and coming prepared. Or, it is a sudden horror and misfortune.

Afraid? What are the qualifications?

She didn't know how long her body could last when she came to the world, and when she would be tortured by her husband until it exploded and even disappeared. Thinking of a headache, and even tiredness, I could only go to bed before going to bed, in the last wisp of temporarily awake thoughts, and fell asleep unjustly.

In this life, he is like Dou E reincarnated.

At this moment, she thought about it, her brain grinded countless times, making her consciousness blurred, and she was stuck in Zimo's arms, not wanting to wash. Just one time without washing, she quietly forgave herself in her heart. After all, in the past, I could go unwashed for a year, thinking of carrying a tattered bag two or three meters high, thinking of sending money in the post office and being beaten down by my husband alive, thinking of fainting on the fence and being abandoned, and being woken up by the rain in the middle of the night......

She wished she had been there and never woken up.

The dark eyelashes flickered in the broken thoughts, and he frowned, Zimo stepped forward when he saw this, and kissed the crook of his eyebrows until the seal hall was flat.

Zimo gently took off his suit jacket, took off his sweater, and only wore the white shirt with the scent, and the navy blue pants with straight trousers also retreated, all of which were placed on the single bed opposite.

He didn't take off his woolen pants.

Because I am afraid of falling into the fog of love, I will never be able to get out of control again. After the wide clothes are untied, the room is suddenly overflowing, with peach blossom fragrance and mint fragrance, perfume and rose, four kinds of fragrance blending, and the room is filled with warmth and love.

But the scars around Mengyao's body, he was afraid that he couldn't help but hurt such a simple and hearty, selfless, innocent, kind and sad beautiful woman again. After all, she is what he wants to marry her and go home to cherish her pets.

Sooner or later, she will be her own woman.

So I don't care about the morning and the evening, in short, we will stay together sooner or later. He endured and endured, smashing the boiling down again and again. He got up and lay down on the bed, stretched out his arms and hugged them tightly, hoping that Peach Blossom could have a sweet dream in his arms, so that he could temporarily relieve and soothe his sadness.

The rooster in the village took the lead in crowing, and from the mulberry trees in the distance, suddenly one after another, closer and closer. Zimo has woken up, he is still hugging tightly, and he hopes that the happiness and worry-free brought by his encounter with her are far greater than sadness, and all the gloom has been washed away by happiness.

Then he and her holding hands will not be in vain for this most beautiful encounter.

At this moment, Mengyao also woke up.

Although they are not divorced yet, there is no guilt and betrayal at all, perhaps since the birth of their first child, their marriage has been violently subtracted every day, subtracting all the advantages, and finally reducing it to a bad reviewer ugly. It is not what the other party once described, and it is not what the other party expected in the past.

Coveted the arms of mint fragrance, motionless, only blaming the eyelashes for being too long. When he blinks, he keeps brushing his mint-scented neck.

"In the future, I'll call you mint, okay?"

"Well," hugged her, "what shall I call you?" ”

"My name is Mengyao."

"It's a beautiful name."

"You're the first to praise its beauty in so long." Meng Yao was skeptical.

"When I first saw the shadows, I dreamed of the lights. There are such verses in ancient times, could it be that you are talking about here? Ha...... However, I still can't change to call Peach Blossom Girl. Ha, Peach Blossom Girl. ”

The words fell, and Zimo's cheek pressed against her again.