Chapter 472: Lover
Lover!
When Yin Ru said this sentence without care, not only Li Chenan was taken aback, but Xiao Baozi and Wen Xiaowan were even more shocked.
First, they were extremely surprised by the identity of Yin Ruming, and second, this word brought them some touches.
Li Chenan remembered his past life at this moment.
In his previous life, he didn't have a wife, but he had a lover.
A lot of lovers.
A wife and a lover are completely different.
There is only one wife.
The wife is the root.
Lover...... Just flowers to admire, vases to play with.
The wife is a haven from the wind.
The harbor doesn't move, it doesn't change, it's always there.
It will also keep a light on forever, waiting for the man who hasn't come home yet.
The lover is a place of spiritual comfort, but often after that comfort, it makes people more empty and confused...... Some people are trapped in it, and others turn to look for the lamp that guides them home.
He hung his head silently, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the four-inch object in the bowl and put it in his mouth.
He chewed it carefully, and it tasted good.
In this life, what he needs is that quiet harbor, and he doesn't need to find that spiritual comfort.
Wen Xiaowan was thinking this at the moment, but this was not the case.
After she heard this, her eyes gradually lit up-
Lovers are also love!
It's more selfless love!
She can do nothing.
Fame, fame, family, wealth, all of this, at least now she thinks none of these things matter.
She can stay in the empty room alone, just waiting for Li Chen'an's arrival one day.
Then silently watched him leave.
Keep waiting.
Cycle after cycle, flowers bloom and fall, until one day people are old and yellow.
He is the regent of Ningguo.
He already has Zhongli Ruoshui and this Xiao girl.
Then I can be his lover.
The rivers and lakes are very big, and there are many women who are lovers.
Some are for money, some are for showing off, and some are suffering just to get through one day.
She's not.
She just thinks it's good to be his woman.
"I was a little bit of a looker when I was younger."
"There is no cat in the world that does not steal!"
"Man...... Even if it is a man like Qin Lin, even if he marries Lu Fengchi, who is like a flower...... He would still be out foraging for food. ”
"I ...... I don't know whether to say that I am lucky or unlucky, the people of the Qin family are all graceful and suave, and they still have the dazzling halo of Qinjian Villa. ”
"That night, his face was full of tears."
"That night, I raised my glass and drunk myself...... I didn't resist. ”
"Just like that, I've never married in my life, and I've never liked a second man."
Yin Ru laughed at himself and raised his glass: "Don't talk about that, you have to keep an eye on your man, this is a little careless...... Maybe he's built an unknown number of nests outside! ”
Xiao Baozi suddenly asked at this moment: "That...... Do you have children? ”
Yinru's hand holding the wine glass stopped in the air.
Her eyes became hollow for a moment.
But she quickly smiled again and shook her head: "No! ”
Is there really not?
I'm afraid no one knows but herself.
Li Chenan sighed slightly:
"Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival."
"All encounters are predestined."
"Come, drink!"
Xiao Baozi turned his head and looked at the cow beside him.
Yin Ruming drank another glass of wine, and asked again: "There must be many masters in Zhou Yuan, what do you rely on?" ”
Li Chenan smiled slightly: "Great Grandmaster Yan Ji Dao, he has arrived in Zhouzhuang. ”
Yin Ru was stunned, and the look on his face became a little weird.
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The night is dark.
The wind is rising.
The snow is heavy.
It was on this snowy night that Yanji Dao arrived in Zhouzhuang.
He didn't go to any of the inns.
He also didn't go to Zhou Yuan.
He went to Zhoushan, which was eighteen miles away from Zhouzhuang.
The Zhoushan Mountain, which stretches for hundreds of miles, is the end here.
Zhoushan is very high.
There is no one in Siye.
But there are two lights in an extremely secret valley in Zhoushan.
He stood in a treetop not far from the light, his hands behind his back, and frowned as he watched the light.
There should have been no one there.
There, no one should have known.
There, he used to be familiar, and now ...... It's still familiar.
The lights there haven't been lit for fifteen years, but now they do!
Who else but her will light those two lights?
Could it be that some hunter who happened to find the wooden house in the mountains?
It won't be Orion.
Orion will light the light in the house, not the light outside!
It was a small wooden building that was not very wide.
A lamp hung on the eaves outside the small building.
A light came on in the room.
Yanji Road landed in front of the door of this small building.
He looked at the hidden door, but he didn't reach out to push it open.
He looked up at the lintel of the door.
There is a string of wind chimes hanging there.
The wind chimes are very old, but when the wind blows, they still sway and make a crisp tinkling sound.
It's like conjuring spirits.
It's like welcoming people home.
This was not his home.
His home is in Kyoto.
Although that home was brightly lit every night, in his heart, that home was pitch black.
It's cold.
It was a great rejection in his heart.
It's different here.
It's small here
It's rudimentary.
But it was the home he cared for.
The same woman.
But the difference between women and women is so big.
He only recognizes this family, because he only has that woman in his heart!
Listening to this wind chime, looking at the appearance of this familiar string of wind chimes, Yan Jidao's eyebrows faintly revealed a look of pain.
He didn't want to reminisce about the past.
But the memories of the past are so unforgettable, as if it was just yesterday, right in front of you.
She hung up the wind chimes.
She said that when she heard the wind chimes ring, she thought he was back.
That's what she was looking forward to.
It's her watch.
It's the nest he and she built together!
He would not allow anyone to encroach on his and hers' nests.
Even if it's an empty nest that has been vacant for fifteen years.
Yan Jidao had a murderous intent.
But at this moment, there was a sound of water flowing inside.
The voice was familiar to him.
There is a hot spring in the house.
Fifteen years ago, her favorite thing to do was to soak in the hot springs on this snowy night.
Scoop up the warm water and pour it on him.
The exact same watering sound.
Damn it!
He actually defiled that hot spring!
He was about to push the door open when a voice came from inside the room.
It's a woman's voice:
"You did come anyway."
"It's a pity that your lover has been reduced to a pile of bones."
"Since you're here, let's come in."
"Let me rub your back like she did."
"But I'm sure I'm not as good as the vixen, but I'd like to try it anyway."
Yan Jidao's hand on the door suddenly stiffened.
It was a voice he knew and hated.
She is his wife, Princess Liyang, Ning Duxue!
She has a beautiful name.
There is also a very beautiful face.
And a proud body.
But he gave birth to that femme fatale.
How did she end up here?
How did she know about this?
Yan Jidao took a deep breath, and there was a gust of wind, and the lantern swayed in the wind.
The wind chimes rang again.
He was silent for a moment, pushed the door, and walked inside.