Chapter 63: The Living Can Never Win the Dead

The night gradually thickened like an impenetrable black mist, and the tulle palace lamps smudged at the feet, reflecting the dim light and shadow. Fourteen is practicing boxing in the courtyard, one move and one style is strong and powerful, and it is very imposing. Zhang Fangfang said: "Master, Fujin is here." Fourteen and one punches were withdrawn, holding back his breath, pausing for a moment, and Fang said, "Why are you here?" I blessed my body and said, "I heard from the people below, you didn't have dinner today, I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I specially asked the kitchen to prepare a late meal for you early." ”

The palace maid presented a warm towel with a small lacquer plate, wiped her sweat, and walked straight into the house without looking at me.

Minqiu set the table, poured the wine, and retreated to the side to serve. Fourteen stared at the duck meat and was silent, and when he still remembered the incident I splashed him that day, I hurriedly smiled: "You taste the taste, see if it suits your appetite." Zhang Fangfang raised her face in the fourteenth dynasty, Zhang Fangfang understood, and led everyone in the house to quietly retreat. Fourteen said: "Whatever you eat in the future, let the cook do it." I knew that if I liked someone, I had to express it, so I smiled and said, "I'm happy to wash your hands and make soup for you." ”

Fourteen finally glanced at me, and his expression was as calm as a blue abyss, so that I couldn't understand and guess.

The candle flame was bright, the jade begonia on the high desk was shining, his brows frowned slightly, his voice was low, and he said, "You... It really doesn't have to be like this, it's not worth it. I understood what he meant, but I smiled and said, "Are you still thinking about her?" ”

That, the man in his heart.

Fourteen didn't speak, and I didn't dare to ask again, for fear that he would say something unpleasant. I drank the muddy wine that cut my throat and choked my nose, drank the second glass, and said with tears: "On the night of Guining, you said that you didn't like me, but you had someone in your heart, and I endured it." But we've been married for months, do you have to keep reminding me that you don't love me? Fourteen looked at me coldly and said, "I don't love you, and you don't love me, so let's be fair." Tears rolled down, and I poured two or three glasses of wine into my stomach in a daze, and said angrily: "Fair?!" I'm married to you, what's fair? Say, "Who is that woman?" I want to see how beautiful she is, how she hooks your soul, your spirit, and makes you die for her. ”

Fourteen: "You will never find her." He snatched my glass and said, "Drink more and hurt yourself." ”

I was a little drunk, so sad that I laughed and said, "How can I not find it?" I, Amma, am a household servant, and I listen to me the most, and as long as I give an order, he will have to dig three feet into the ground to find the woman. Fourteen's hand hung limply, and I took back the glass and continued to drink, and he said lonely, "Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you won't find her." ”

Because I can't find her, because of infinite guilt, so... That's why I can't be unscrupulous to be good to you.

I looked at him in disbelief and said angrily, "You hid her? Are you a treasure of gold? Since you dare to hide Jiao in the golden house?! I'm going to tell Amma, you bully me, since you dare to hide Jiao..."

Tears mixed with liquor poured into my throat, and my whole body fluttered lightly, like a cloud, and I didn't know what else to do but drink one sip after another, to escape the embarrassment in front of me.

Fourteen's voice came into his ears like a rolling thunderstorm, "She's dead!" ”

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, Zhang Fangfang heard the sound outside, and broke into the house with Minqiu and others. Seeing that Fourteen and I looked at each other silently, they both hurriedly retreated. I was half awake from the wine, and I said, "She... How can you die? ”

I have two souls, and I deeply understand that, as often said in romance dramas: the living can never win the dead.

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