"Seven less."

Zhang Zejing was about to enter the mansion, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him, he turned his head, and when he saw the woman wearing a felt hat standing on the side of the door, the smile on his face faded.

He walked over and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?" ”

Looking at the person in front of him through the veil, the man's face was as pale as ever, and there was a layer of cyan under his eyes.

The woman's eyelashes fluttered slightly: "I have something I want to ask Qishao, I don't know if it's convenient now?" ”

The corners of Zhang Zejing's mouth hooked up a wry smile, once upon a time, they were so close, but now they are so unfamiliar. He looked up and pointed ahead, "Let's go to the river over there." ”

The woman nodded, and walked slowly over there.

Zhang Zejing looked at the woman's beautiful figure, her eyes flashed, and she followed behind the woman.

Neither of them spoke, the surroundings were very quiet, under the sunset, the river shimmered, and finally Zhang Zejing couldn't help but speak first: "I still remember our favorite back then-"

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person beside him: "Since it has already passed, why bother mentioning it, after all, you and I are not the you and me of the past." ”

Zhang Zejing's expression froze for a moment, and then chuckled: "That's right, why bother mentioning the old year, you came to me, what do you want to ask?" ”

"Back then, when you corrected my father, who was forced to do so?"

Zhang Zejing opened his mouth, and finally chuckled: "No, it's just what I saw with my own eyes." ”

The woman's body stiffened, and when she looked at the person in front of her, she suddenly remembered that the person had said today, "Eyes can sometimes deceive people." ”

"If you had done it all over again, would you do it again?"

"Yes." Zhang Zejing replied resolutely.

The woman smiled wryly.

She had already expected such an answer, so why bother to ask again because of the man's few words?

"I see, it's too much to bother." The woman said, raising her feet to leave.

"Yun'er."

The woman was stunned.

Yun'er is her maiden name, over the years, few people have called her like this anymore, she almost forgot that her original name was Song Yun.

"Qi Shao, you called the wrong one, Song Yun died three years ago, and now standing in front of you is the prostitute Yan Hong of Qing Kite Tower."

Hearing the three words of Qing Yuanlou, Zhang Zejing's eyes seemed to be stabbed, and he was a little uncomfortable. Over the years, he always wanted to forget those words, but the woman in front of him always mentioned them in front of him, as if reminding him of something.

"Yun'er, why do you bother—"

"Qishao, don't bother you with Yanhong's life in the future, Yanhong has been taken care of by you for the past three years, but since Yanhong is a prostitute, she should do her duty as a prostitute."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zejing's voice was a little cold.

"Qishao is so smart, he should understand what Yan Hong means. If Yan Hong remembers correctly, Qi Shao's age is not too young, and Ling Zun should have been looking forward to hugging his grandson. Yan Hong remembered that Qi Shao had a good cousin, and after they wanted to get married, the two of them would be able to play the piano and ming. ”

After the woman finished these words in one breath, she only felt as if she had eaten a yellow lotus, and it was bitter.

"You're going to let me marry another woman?"

"When a man gets married, a woman gets married, the most common thing, after the seven young get married, Yanhong can also be free, so that she can choose a wishful husband for herself."

"Ruyi Langjun?" Zhang Zejing sneered, and lifted the felt hat on the woman's face with all his might: "With a ghost like you, who wants to marry you?" ”

"Smack"

A slap in the face was thrown into his face......