The last time she said this to me, I thought it was a joke and didn't believe a single punctuation mark.

But this time, it's obviously different from the last time.

I stared at her intently and whispered, "I—I dare to ask, can I understand that you like me?"

"Yes!"

Momoko's determination made me more and more uneasy: "I don't have much emotional experience, but I'm not too old."

"There's no love for no reason, and there's no hate for no reason, is there?"

Peaches looks so pitiful that anyone who comes feels distressed.

I can't believe it, though.

Momoko furrowed her brows into pimples and looked at me with a complicated expression: "You shouldn't question my feelings, you're insulting me!"

"Don't get excited, just say it."

I hurriedly reassured her and analyzed, "You are the earth overlord here, rich, good-looking, what haven't you seen?"

"You tell me now, like me, a person who has no money, no power and no good looks, can I not question it?"

Momoko suddenly fell silent.

"Boom."

Paper towels kept flying from the box to the peach's hand like snow.

She was crying, crying all the time, but there was no sound from beginning to end, not even a sobbing breath.

After a while, she finally spoke: "There should be many possibilities in my life, I should be a painter, maybe a musician, in short, it shouldn't be ***."

This thoughtless sentence broke the silence.

She finally raised her head: "I have been very good at studying since I was a child, and I met someone when my love was just beginning."

"He said he was going to take me away, to take me to a big, big city."

Momoko looked out the window and recounted an irrelevant story: "At first I didn't know where he got the money, but I learned much later that he was a gambler."

"After he lost the house, he really didn't have the capital, so he gave it to the kiln."

"He told me to wait for him and he would come back to pick me up later."

With red circles in her eyes, she took a deep breath, "I remember very clearly, it was late autumn, and peaches were sold everywhere."

"That kind of peach is watery, with a lot of flesh and thin skin."

Peaches suddenly burst into a smile and said, "The juice bubbles up with a light touch of your teeth, but it's delicious!"

Peaches stood up and pointed to the tree outside the window, "I'll sit under the roots of this tree, and I'll wait for him to pick me up and buy peaches."

"Later......" she scoffed, "he didn't come back, and he didn't get a peach."

I looked at her intently and whispered, "So, you named it Peach?"

"Yes! Then I knew that it was better to rely on no one than on myself!"

After hearing this, I looked at her a little confused: "What's the difference between this and seeing me?"

Momoko slowly raised her head and looked at me very seriously, "Because you are so similar to him."

"I thought I hated men to death, but when I saw you, I couldn't help it."

At this moment, there was no doubt about Momoko's tears.

I couldn't help but laugh dryly, "You're using me as a replacement, aren't you?"

"No!" Peaches pounced suddenly, almost half-kneeling in front of me: "You are not a substitute, you are a sustenance!"

"You and he only have facial features, I like you to behave more ways! I really want to be with you!"

The ins and outs of the whole thing are finally clear.

I rubbed my face vigorously, "I understood everything, and I believed it, but it really didn't fit."

"You hate me?"

Momoko's eyebrows raised slightly: "You think I'm dirty, don't you?"

I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "Although I am no longer a Taoist, I still firmly believe that all beings are equal, and no one is half a cut shorter than anyone else."

"Then you're with me!"

She immediately pointed her finger downstairs: "As long as you are with me, Yueminglou will immediately be surnamed Chen!"

In all fairness, Peaches has bright eyes and bright teeth, a fair complexion, wine hidden in her eyes, a hook lying in her dimples, and a smile can make a man crisp to the bone.

As for the figure, there is nothing to say, the bumpy figure is not comparable to that of a young girl.

And the financial resources and status she has, not to mention much, I dare not say that she is rich and rivals the country, but in the realm of Monan, she is still quite influential.

It can be said that her existence has provided countless men with dreams.

But now that she took the initiative to give her a hug, I could only wave indifferently.

It's not clear, it's not at all.