In such a situation, you can also meet people from the dream family, Shen Mengzhi doesn't know if it is really fate.

The old lady of the Mengjia family, the most feared person of the She family, Shen Mengzhi had a one-sided relationship. She is indeed a very serious woman, she doesn't seem to be able to smile, no matter who she meets, her eyebrows and eyes are cold, and she doesn't smile is one thing, and then she rarely talks to people.

She went to see her as the granddaughter-in-law of the Mengjia at that time, and the old lady saw her, but she sat on the side well, not even looking at her, only saying that she didn't have to look at her again in the future.

An elderly woman, who lives in a cold yard all the year round, does not walk around with people, does not let people visit, and the dreamers privately say that this old lady is like a ghost, it is said that before that, it was also good, and she changed her character after the accident of the dreamer, which is the same as her grandmother, the same thing, the same huge blow, and the same unpredictable character.

Today, after so much time, Shen Mengzhi still feels a chill in his back when he thinks of the cold and lonely wind in the courtyard and the gold leaves that ringing on his slender wrists.

never thought that such an isolated character would go out, and unexpectedly, would find her.

Put it on your wrist and feel the not-so-powerful beat.

The entrance is an antique room, the room is spacious, the room is fully furnished, you can see that it is a rich family.

A woman in a wedding dress stood quietly in front of the big red Luo Tent, with a long back and a slender figure. The candle flickered, stretching her shadow, surrounded by a monstrous rage, and gradually becoming desperate.

The wooden bed creaked, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, with collision, with intense, with uncontrollable sobbing and satisfaction, but also with some kind of broken emotion, one by one, like a see-saw, intermittent, almost tearing people's eardrums.

The woman slowly raised her hand, lifted the corner of the Luo account, and saw the two people on the bed who were struggling with death, the two young bodies intertwined together, and the gaze that looked at her changed from impatience to shock and then to gray.

The skeletal fingers tore off the sachet hanging on the tent, and tore off the red beans wrapped with red silk threads on the sachet.

The red beans crackled and fell, bounced off the ground, and then rolled down again.

Immediately after that, the red candle went out, never lit again, and never lit again.

"I hate this dream, but all I have for decades is this dream. I don't dare to remember, let alone forget, I always pretend that I don't know, pretend that I have never experienced it, but lately, my self-deception seems to be useless, maybe, see her, see them clearly, see myself clearly, I can get rid of the torture that has been the same for decades. ”

The hoarse voice came into his ears, the same as what Shen Mengzhi had heard before, indifferent, rejecting people thousands of miles away, cold every word, the more he spoke, the cooler and thinner he became.

The difference is that this time, there was more relief and relief in the voice of the old lady dream, as if she had been tormented by nightmares all day long, and by chance she woke up, and the nightmare dissipated between heaven and earth, and she was free and redeemed.

Nightmares are destined to be terrible, but some people, no, everyone is like this, if there is no hope, no Zhang Huang, no secrets and the past that I want to hide desperately, it seems that there is no way forward, and I don't even know why I should live.

When I saw it clearly, understood, and decided to let it go, this life, no matter the ups and downs, that's it.

Shen Mengzhi picked up the pen and painted the picture he saw on it truthfully, stroke by stroke, extremely serious, incomparably pious.

She heard Mrs. Meng say, "If you do something wrong, no matter how long it takes, what is wrong is wrong, and if you are wrong, you have to pay it back after all. Who knows, to what extent it will be finished, and it will affect generations of talents to calculate the retribution. There is one thing that is true, what is owed, it will be repaid in the end. ”

The pen in Shen Mengzhi's hand paused, and the cinnabar dripped, rendering a blood-colored flower on the paper.

The slender eyes narrowed suddenly, and after a moment, they closed suddenly.

She peeked through the dream of the old lady Meng, and suddenly understood the entanglement between her and Meng Henan, just like the old lady Meng said, hatred, when will it be the end?

The Shen family and the dream family, the dead and the wounded, are they considered to be unhappy with retribution? Mrs. Meng chose to unload the hatred buried in her heart, does it mean that this hatred has finally returned to nothingness?

Mrs. Dream muttered emphasized, "What I have is only this dream, only this dream...... For so many years, all I have left is this dream......"

Shen Mengzhi folded the painting and handed it out, she heard the voice of the old lady Meng, who seemed to be smiling, and said, "It's her, it's her!" ”

After the joy, there was a vicious curse, and she cursed "her": "You will not die well, you will be tormented for the rest of your life, and what you give me will definitely be returned to you a thousand times over!" ”

Eventually, all the emotions turned into a sigh.

"No, now, I don't even have the only dream left."

She even heard the sound of a tear falling on the paper, almost piercing the rice paper.

The sound of heavy footsteps was far away.

She knew that the old lady was gone, and she was gone with the nightmare that had tormented her all her life, and perhaps, from now on, she would be completely free from the torment.

She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

Who made the woman on the bed so familiar, so familiar. Her grandmother, the grandmother who had been in love with her grandfather all her life, and her grandfather, whose temperament had changed dramatically because of her grandfather's death, felt the ultimate happiness in other men. Clearly disloyal, clearly betrayal, how dare you, how dare you perform deep love in front of the world!

"Is the girl okay?" Hou Yu asked.

Shen Mengzhi realized that she was holding the inkstone, and the ink in the inkstone had already changed the color of her white hand.

She took the handkerchief handed by Hou Yu and wiped the ink off one by one.

She's good.

After all, what she sees is the past of others, good or bad, what does it have to do with her, others can't empathize with her pain, she can't empathize with the pain of others, they just live their own lives, and there is nothing good or bad to talk about.

It's just a little embarrassing, and I've seen it so unbearable and filthy.

But she was also secretly glad that she saw the so-called feelings in this world clearly, and she would never believe in love.

She will not be messed with, especially the relationship between men and women, in this life, she must not pay her heart to any man!

"I'll go back first." She said indifferently.

Hou Yu hurriedly handed over a food box, "This is for the master, and the tired girl took it by the way." ”