If I go back five years, no, even if I go back two years, one year, half a year, I will choose to believe him, and I will be moved by his words and expressions. But now I just think it's ridiculous.

"Where's Huaiping?"

I'm pressing every step of the way.

"Is he in your hands?"

The expression on his face froze instantly.

"For so long, I asked you for so long, where is Huaiping? You know his whereabouts, but you never told me. Where is Huaiping now? How is he? ”

He doesn't speak.

"Say! Why don't you speak at this time? Don't you love me? Is it true to me? What about the real thing? ”

I hugged my shoulders and looked at him coldly.

"Where did Xiao Han's key come from? She was able to go straight into the room. Did I give it? ”

I turned my back to him.

"Come on, Zhang Ruolei. Isn't it interesting to still play this kind of play in front of me? It's better to just get the real thing, fair trade, what you want, what I want, we will come according to the agreement. Don't you want to marry me? I don't know what your ultimate goal is in marrying me. Zhang's shares? By the way, you said that you are not Zhang Fusheng's biological son. I don't care about any of this, you want my shares? But have you ever thought that Zhang Fusheng can give me these shares. Again, he can take it back. If he takes me back, it's basically useless. ”

This time I turned back to face her.

"Otherwise......"

I squinted at him.

"You actually have the same purpose as Xiao Han, you want me to be your puppet?"

I walked over to him step by step, my eyes not letting go of his pupils for a second.

"What do you want? Squeeze the Zhang family dry, and then let me carry the black pot? Like------ you guys to Huaihai? ”

I shuddered.

"How many years has Huaihai been in prison for Xiao Han?"

Zhang Ruolei's expression was unusually calm at this time. I pressed closer, looking into his eyes, my chin slightly raised, narrowing my pupils into a leopard that saw its prey. I gasped and was skeptical.

"So I guessed right."

He avoided my gaze, and I turned my head to look at him. Reach out two fingers to pick his chin. His chin was clearly defined, and the stubble that pierced the skin slightly made my hands itch slightly.

The two people who used to be so close, skin-to-skin, flesh-to-flesh, it turns out that he has been secretly calculating me all along.

"What should I do in your script?"

He didn't answer directly, he just tilted his head indifferently, and his eyes became cold and distant.

"Do you remember that you liked one of Li Zongsheng's songs, and you said that you especially liked one of the lyrics: If you think about it but can't get it, what can you do in life?"

His voice was choked and nasal. I couldn't see his face clearly in the light, but the silhouette of his side face was clearly printed on the white wall opposite.

My heart moved, which one is the real Zhang Ruolei? Is he true or false about me?

I smiled coldly, and quickly calmed my heart.

Later, for a long time, I thought about the scene of that day, and I thought of the word "the end of the world" at hand. Some people are close to the end of the world,

Some people are close to the end of the world. We were separated for a long time, and we didn't see each other for years. That day coincided with the fifteenth, a round of white full moon rose in the sky, the whole country celebrated, thousands of families reunited, only I stood alone, remembering the past like smoke, although it had long been wiped out with time, into ashes and dust, but occasionally I can still recall the old people, those scattered fragments in the memory, the film film is generally occasionally frozen, can still set off my tide of heart.

My wedding with Zhang Ruolei was held as scheduled, which can be described as a grand and grand event in the whole city. I put on my makeup, combed my hair, and was full of thoughts, and the wedding dress was the one he and I had personally selected.

Before that, every once in a while I would receive a small video from Huai Ping telling me that he was all right and that I didn't have to worry about it. Zhang Ruolei promised me that as long as I gave birth to my child and his child, he would let me go and let Huaiping go. Otherwise, he will definitely make the life of our mother and son worse than death.

I didn't know what to do at the time, so I had to take one step at a time, thinking that it would be good to be able to watch Huaiping be okay every day.

In every video, I don't see anything unusual about Huaiping. He seems to have grown up, and his appearance has changed a little, taller, but not strong, a little thin, thinner and thinner, with a pointed chin, and the flesh of his cheeks is deeply sunken.

I keep all his videos, and when I have nothing to do, I take them out and review his appearance like I am doing my homework, and I gently touch the computer or mobile phone screen with ten fingers, and I really want the screen to suddenly shatter, and he comes out of it, or I get into it.

I miss him, so many years of longing in my heart, especially when I look around and there is no one close to me, the more I miss him.

I often regret that I didn't do it in the first place. Why didn't you accompany your son for money? But at that time, we had no bread with him, and we couldn't accompany him if we wanted bread. I can't help it. I know that Huaiping has always understood me, why should he understand me? If he doesn't understand or forgive me easily, or I'm better off.

But he never had. Including him later became tainted with vices, I scolded him, hysterical, like a madman, and I blamed him for all the unsatisfactory things in life.

He never hated me, he was obedient, how much suffering, he chewed and chewed and swallowed, and if he couldn't swallow it, he thought of other ways to harm himself.

The day before the wedding, Xiao Han came to me for a showdown, she said that she wanted to marry Zhang Ruolei, saying that I was not qualified to be her woman.

I'm speechless.

Zhang Ruolei appeared behind us like a ghost, and he roared a word out of his throat.

"Get out!"

Xiao Han's eyes seemed to be pierced in the face of me and him, her face turned pale, and she bit out a sentence between her teeth: "Zhang Ruolei, you will definitely regret it!" ”

After she left, I confronted Zhang Ruolei.

"You can go too, the night before the wedding, the bride and groom cannot meet."

Zhang Ruolei's face was full of sadness.

"You trust me."

I smiled indifferently and turned around to leave only my back to him. There was no movement behind me for a long time, and when I turned around, two familiar faces were about to collide

, I and his breath hit each other's skin evenly. His eyes and breath burned people's hearts, my face turned red unconsciously, I lowered my head, revealing a snow-white neck, his hand climbed up, and I dodged.

"Can you hide tomorrow?"

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

I hid again, and he pressed forward step by step.

"Won't you do it today?"

I pushed him away. "Let's go."

"I don't. I thought so much. ”

I blushed. Not because of affection, but because of anger.

"When what am I?"

He and Xiao Han were upside down in bed, and every detail was engraved into my mind.

"We're getting married tomorrow."

He said.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow, then."

"Nope."

His tone was full of non-questioning.

I kept pushing him.

He was on fire, I could feel something burning in his body through my clothes, I closed my eyes, I struggled, my body missed him, maybe out of desire, maybe out of ......

"No, no, no"

I say.

I shoved him away.

"Plums."

He took one of my hands back and held my hand tightly.

"Give me a chance."

I turned my back to my face, my shoulders trembling.

Why are you saying these things to me until now? We can't go back.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he pulled me over my shoulders and put my face on his.

"You'll trust me once."

I bowed my head, and tears fell to the ground, shattering into dust and mist, like my heart, which was also broken into dust and mist.

I couldn't believe him anymore, I wanted to trust him again, but it was impossible.

I sniffed and looked up at him.

"Huaiping."

I whimpered.

"Where the hell is he?"

Zhang Ruolei avoided my gaze, and a drop of snort dripped from his nose. But then he turned back again, his arms clamping around me like pincers.

"Plums."

He choked up. I thought it was just choking, but then he buried his head deep in my arms and cried out.

"Plum!"

He cried, and he cried out of my tears.

"Why are we where we are today?"

But there are many things in the world that have no reason. Fate, creation, anything!

The tears of the two men met, his lips were hot and hot, burning my desires, his tongue deftly swept over my tears, I turned my head, I wanted to struggle, but in the end I gradually compromised.

Wheezing, sweat, tears, love, hatred, desire, entanglement, all the complex emotions that are incoherent swept over the two naked bodies.

In the middle of the night, I woke him up and told him to leave, and in the darkness I heard him sigh low and high, and reached over my smooth shoulder. His lips were pressed against my ear.

"I don't want to go."

"Otherwise, it will be unlucky."

I pushed him again.

He hugged me tighter, his head firmly in my shoulder blade.

"Plums."

His breath was so hot that it tickled my ears.

"I beg you something."

I pushed him in the face

Gotta stay away from me.

"What's the matter?"

"Take back a word."

"A word?"

I looked at him in confusion.

"That. In this life, in this life, you can't get true love. Eternal life and eternity, I shall not be with the woman I love. ”

As soon as my heart was cold, my body quickly cooled down.

"Are you afraid that in the end my vow will come true? Hindering you from finding true love and not being with the woman you love? ”

He doesn't shy away from it.

"Yes."

"Xiao Han?"

"Why do you think I love Xiao Han?"

He frowned, his expression unusually annoyed.

I frowned.

"Do you have any other women?"

He didn't speak, he opened his mouth and bit me the shoulder, I was in pain, and I screamed in surprise.

"What?"

I glared at him.

He didn't speak, he rolled over and jumped out of bed, his black shirt neatly on his top, and before I could react, a kiss landed lightly on my left cheek.

"I'm gone, my bride." He said. "I love you."

When he got to the door, he turned around and threw me into his arms.

"Meizi, you haven't promised me yet."

I'm still feeling sorry for my shoulder.

"What?"

"Take that sentence back!"

I nudged him, wondering how he had suddenly become so superstitious.

"Let's go. It's almost past twelve o'clock. ”

He pressed his forehead lightly against mine.

"What? Afraid that I won't have the spirit to be your groom tomorrow? I can't sleep, and I can't go back to sleep. You don't know how long I've been looking forward to this day. ”

He whispered.

"No one can separate me from you. We've got it. We're already husband and wife, you know? ”

(End of chapter)