He looked at her and sighed, "Wei'er, can you not do this?" ”

She really reminded him of Qing Wei, that stinky fox.

Such a presumptuous and bold, unrestrained eating appearance almost made him treat two people as the same person.

However, Wei'er is no longer there, the woman in front of her, no matter how similar, how can he easily let her be replaced?

"Phoenix," she smiled, "do you want to eat steamed buns, eat pig's trotters, or do you want ~me~?" ”

The phoenix dove was helpless and slowly moved Qing Wei's feet down. "You're not delicious, and the pig's trotters are too oily, so it's better to eat lighter."

Qing Wei heard this, her cheeks bulged out, and her eyes were very bright: "Grandma is not delicious?" Grandma is not delicious! ”

After she said that, she got up directly, grabbed two pigs' trotters and waved them wildly, "Who do you say is not delicious?" You say who is not delicious, ah, you say, you have the ability to say it! ”

The pork trotters are sizzling and glowing wonderfully in the sun.

The phoenix dove narrowed her eyes as she looked at this unusual 'harmonious' picture.

Shaking his head helplessly, he reluctantly agreed: "Well, it's delicious, you'd better eat it." ”

After Qing Wei became pregnant, the whole person was like a child, extremely easy to get angry, and extremely easy to be satisfied, listening to Feng Jiu's words, it didn't matter if it was perfunctory or not.

She hugged the neck of the phoenix dove and smiled sweetly, and quickly took a sip: "I knew that my roast chicken was the best!" ”

The phoenix dove's face stiffened, and there was still the same kiss mark on his face, and he moved his hand, with the illusion that his memories were being pulled.

The sun was shining outside and the woman in front of her was beautiful.

The food on the table is not bad, the scenery is beautiful, and the breeze blows from time to time, simple and ordinary.

The woman in front of her was still pregnant with her child, very restless, but distressing.

The phoenix dove couldn't help but squint, he always felt that the sun was extremely dazzling, he took a deep breath, and at this time, there happened to be a gardenia blooming, and the fragrance that inspired him felt inexplicable.

Even everything in front of him became blurred.

I can't help but wonder how nice it would be to be able to immerse myself in such a self-deceptive time all the time.

…… He's here, Wei'er is there, how good it should be.

He thought, leaning back, half-leaning on the lacquered wooden chair, basking in the sunshine with his eyes closed, making him feel his heart rippling, and everything around him was in harmony.

Qing Wei walked over, pulled his sleeves, shook it, and rested his head on his knees. He reached out and stroked her hair, quiet for a while.

But when he opened his eyes, rubbed his hazy eyes, and lay on his knees like a bird in front of him, the woman who used this as a pillow was not her, but a strange, cruel, ruthless, cold-blooded woman disguised as a mask.

All of this now was his own willingness to walk into the dream world she had constructed.

However, dreams are dreams after all, and no matter how hard you struggle, they won't become reality.

Wei'er, I can't come back.

The left half-moon jade pendant fell to the ground, accompanied by a tassel raising a graceful arc in the air, and the sound was crisp.

It was as if he had been abandoned by the Soul Gathering Lamp, the only sign of the lamp supporting him was not turning on for a long time, and everything in front of him was blurred again.

……

……

He stood at the end of the back garden and watched Li Wei walk over from a distance, while Feng Lan looked at her with distress and pity. He had a lot of things to say, and he couldn't get them out of his way to her.