Chapter III

At the end of August, the summer and summer are the end of the strong crossbow, the dark clouds are deep and shallow as if they have been beaten pudding suspended in the sky, the rainstorm is also very urgent, the raindrops of beans are pounding the red walls and green tiles, and they are sprinkled down along the eaves into a pillar of water. Occasionally, the leaves of the locust tree fall to the ground in the yard, mixed with rain and soil, to be turned into nutrients for the next year.

Yueban closed the paper umbrella, flicked off the wetness that had been on his hand at some point, and then gently knocked on the door, "Husband, have you slept?" ”

Song Qi looked at the slightly flickering candle flame and said, "Enter." ”

is obviously gentle, but it gives people a cold meaning. This is the second time I've heard him speak in a month and a half.

The moon and a half put the paper umbrella at the door, push the door and enter, the room is very simple, there is no rich family to place antique calligraphy and painting, rare treasures, there is a bookshelf full of all kinds of books outside, there are many types, but there are many but not chaotic, well organized, there is a table next to it, and most of the books are placed, and there are a few step books.

Listening to Li's mother say a few days ago, since her parents passed away a few months ago, this seemingly prosperous family has been supported by him.

The moon swept Song Qi who was lying on the couch, and there was still a thick combing between his eyebrows. The thick black hair seems to be half-washed and half-wet scattered behind his back, and he is casually dressed in white single clothes, which is a little scattered, but it is a little more flirtatious. The slender fingers hold the book "From Business".

Yueban suddenly thought that he didn't belong here, no matter how glamorous this place was, it was just a cage for him.

However, for some reason, she didn't want him to leave, and a voice in her heart told her that he was hers.

"Have you seen enough?" Song Qi turned the pages of the book.

"Ahem......"

Yue Ban coughed lightly twice, put a bowl of soup soup from the food box and put it on the low table in front of Song Qi, then sat down opposite him, and said, "Husband hasn't rested so late?" ”

Song Qi: "If you have something, just say it, go out if you have nothing to do." ”

Yue Ban put away the polite topic and went directly to the topic, "What do you think the ingots should be called?" ”

"Oh, Yuanbao is your son, I gave him a nickname first, Mother Li, they talk about cheap names to make a living, I think there will be a blessing if you don't die! Treasure hunting in the future! "Month and a half added.

Song Qi's fingers were slightly white: "He's your son." ”

Yueban looked at him and felt that this person was not like the gentle and easy-talking person in Li's mother's mouth, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Song Qi's eyes were slightly raised, and there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you forget what Madam had done?" Or does Madame also want to learn from your close friend in the boudoir, Miss Zhao, to play a farce of amnesia? ”

Song Qi closed the book, clinging to one side of the book, and then gently lifted the chin of the moon and a half with the corner of the book.

"I'm afraid that Mrs. wants to act, but she found the wrong person who wants to watch it."

Yueban looked at Song Qi in front of him, as if there was an endless cold pool hidden in his eyes, there was endless darkness and cold in it, and after looking at it for a long time, he felt like he was going to drown in it.

She wondered if she had done something wrong in the past, but what had she done wrong? I can't answer.

Yueban subconsciously raised her hand, and the slender soft wattle covered Song Qi's eyes, and her voice was a little desolate: "But what can I do." ”

Yueban turned around, stepped out of Hsinchu Courtyard quickly, and suffocated the clarifying words of his cigarette back into his stomach.

She really had amnesia and didn't lie to him.

She couldn't remember him, but every time she saw him, she lost control.

Song Qi suddenly raised his hand and swept down the soup on the low table, and the pieces fell all over the ground, staring at the figure in the rain farther and farther away without blinking.

The moon and a half stood in the rain in a daze, the rain flowed down her cheeks and into her mouth, slightly salty, and she was helpless in her heart, and in the end she could only turn into a bitter smile.

The wind stopped raining, and the moon and a half were sick, somewhat severe. lingered on the sickbed for many days, and Yuan Bao was also carried to the nurse's house to be raised.

Yueban was lying on the bed, opened one eye and quietly looked at Zhao Sisi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and looked very charming......

Zhao Sisi swallowed the tangerine in his mouth, and said casually: "A few days ago, I was locked up at home by my brother, I didn't know that so many things happened in your family, I had already said that you and Song Qi's eight lambs were not suitable, and you were still hot and stuck in it." ”

The moon is half indifferent, it is called Song Qi, that's right.

Zhao Sisi looked at Yueban and didn't reply, and opened the topic: "Forget it, tell you something, I'm ready to get married, don't wait for Shen Qiuchi's bastard." ”

Yueban suddenly wanted to tell her that she had amnesia, "I have amnesia." ”

Zhao Sisi filled in the orange and said: "It's useless, I pretended to have amnesia last time, but Shen Qiuchi's bastard just started to stay with me every day, saying that he wanted to help me find memories, I originally thought it would be good, I was ready to pretend for a lifetime, but within a month, he returned to Gentle Township, I can see through, men don't have a good thing." ”

As he spoke, he also put a piece of orange in the mouth of the moon half.

Yueban looked at Zhao Sisi seriously, "I really have amnesia." ”

Zhao Sisi looked at the moon and a half, and asked seriously, "Who are you?" ”

Half of the month: "......"

Zhao Sisi: "Who is your husband?" ”

Half of the month: "......"

Zhao Sisi cried: "Who am I?" ”

Yueban chuckled, and her originally depressed mood suddenly seemed to think about it a lot, "Zhao Sisi, you are enough!" ”

Zhao Sisi put away his crying, and still looked like he was not a big deal, but his voice trembled slightly, "It's okay, it's good to forget, and you don't have to be sad for Song Qi's eight lambs in the future, it's good to forget." ”

Yueban glanced at Zhao Sisi and asked cautiously, "Song Qi...... Am I sorry for him......"

Zhao Sisi suddenly held Yueban's shoulder, and his eyes were full of seriousness: "Li Yueban, listen well, anyone may be sorry for Song Qi, but you can't, you are about the best person for him." ”

Yueban smiled bitterly: "Is it ......?"

Zhao Sisi's eyes suddenly turned red, and he turned his head and said: "Don't talk about this, I heard that you cheated the corpse and gave me a little nephew, and my father let me come out." What about my little nephew? Hold it up......"

Without waiting for Banyue to reply, he walked to the door, opened the door, and said to the agate at the door: "Little Agate, go and bring your little master to let me take a look." ”

Xiao Yuanbao, I haven't seen the moon and a half for a few days, and suddenly I saw the moon and a half, and his two eyes stared at the moon and a half, and his arms went to the moon and a half.

Zhao Sisi was helpless, the baby who had just hugged him was not yet enjoyable, and he was a little reluctant to put the little ingots in Yueban's arms, "What is the name of the son of this king and eight lambs?" ”

Yueban glared at Zhao Sisi: "This is my son, named Li Yuanbao." ”

Zhao Sisi clapped his hands and teased Yuanbao, "Little Yuanbao, I am my aunt, and in the future, my aunt will give birth to a little living treasure for you to be your daughter-in-law." ”

Yue Ban understands that this product is a real fool.