Rong Minghui looked at the light rain outside the window, like a misty light veil, and he closed his eyes.

If he can't marry the grace of the pillow, he will be very miserable.

If she is forced to marry herself, she will be miserable.

This time, he really didn't know what to do.

He has never encountered such a difficult thing to deal with in his life, nor has he encountered such an uncomfortable thing. Now he likes her, and is full of joy and ready to marry her, but she doesn't marry, but says don't like him anymore.

He was used to her, he was used to having her, but now she proposed to leave, not to make a fuss, not to be coquettish, but to leave seriously.

He's not happy, he's sad.

He couldn't be calmer.

A silky light rain fell from the sky, and the rain curtain was dense, covering the Yu family with a white veil like cicada wings.

The rain is sprinkled, such as silk, such as silk, such as fog, such as smoke, such as ten thousand silver filaments falling, and the drainage fog under the eaves of the cloister is constantly entangled.

After a long time, the drizzle outside finally stopped, but the sky darkened.

Yu Xianya came to her senses, sat in front of the dresser and took a peach wood comb to carefully comb her green silk, and when the makeup was finished, she went to change her clothes, and put on a blue and white porcelain high-necked cheongsam. The waist is not full of a hand, graceful and colorful, walking and swaying lotus, very beautiful.

Rong Minghui saw that she had changed her clothes, and he was also dressed neatly.

"Let's go eat first, and we'll take a walk to eat later. Yu Xianya spoke.

"Good. Rong Minghui smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"When the time comes, you can slowly tell me what happened in your dreams, and I will listen carefully. ”

"Hmm. ”

The two walked out of the door one after the other, Rong Minghui pushed the door open, and a breath of fresh air broke in, blowing away the musk smell in the room.

After the two finished eating at the Yu family, it seemed that everything was the same as before, he was still the future uncle of the Yu family, and the two families did not divorce.

After eating, the two walked in the backyard to eat.

Yujia is an old-style courtyard, the night is slightly cool, quiet after the rain, the lotus pond is deep, strolling and walking, stepping on the bluestone slab ground is quite funny.

The backyard blew off a lot of yellow leaves, and the place was messy, and the two walked on foot, entering a winding and secluded path along the lotus pond.

Rong Minghui stretched out his hand and held Yu Xianya's little hand beside him, her little hand was cold, he clenched it tightly, wanting to infect her with warmth.

This road is rarely traveled during the day, and it is even more lonely at night.

Planted on all sides, it is lush and lush, and some weeds whose names are unknown, and on a night when there is no moonlight, it is a little eerie.

Yu Xianya was held by him, glanced at him, and a light smile appeared on her face.

The sky is full of dark clouds, unable to shine on the lang, and the evergreen in the high places falls with uneven and colorful black shadows, some ghosts.

Yu Xianya has been a ghost, and she has also seen countless ghosts in the underworld, and now she is not afraid of such a scene, but Rong Minghui on the side is worried that she is afraid, and proposes that the two go back to the room first.

Yu Xianya refused his proposal, and the two had to continue walking.

She glanced at the man beside her, after today, they probably won't see each other again, right?

It's not right, it is possible that they will meet in business in the future, but in the Yu family, she will not see him again, let alone let him enter the door of the Yu family.

She moved her fingers, squeezed his hand, and then moved her fingers, interlocking them with his.

Love once, hate once, and it will eventually pass.

Whether it is hatred, stupidity, resentment, or unwillingness, it will all pass.

To really let go, not to investigate, is to no longer pay attention, is no longer caring, is calm, is indifferent, is cold.

This is what she thought about yesterday.

What he does in the future has nothing to do with her, and it has nothing to do with her when he dies or lives in the future.

Leaving when he liked him the most, leaving when he still liked herself, and leaving when he was ready to get married, she thought, this should be her best revenge on him.

This kind of revenge may not be very painful at first, but it has a lot of stamina.

The most heartache that cannot be obtained, and the most heartache that has been lost.

Going back, she walked her Yangguan Road, and he crossed his single-plank bridge.

She is the young lady of the Yu family, and he is still the young master of the Rong family.

It's just them, and it doesn't matter anymore.

She won't like him anymore, she won't marry him, and she won't care about him.

After this matter came to an end, she wanted to pursue her own life, she had to go to school hard, she had to study finance well, she had to learn to do business, and she and her brother had to guard the Yu family business, which was plain, healthy, happy, and comfortable.

You want to live the life you want to live, and you want to live the way you want to live.

You can't change yourself into yourself because of a man.

Without a man, she can still live well.

It's just that now, maybe it's a contradiction, maybe it's resentment, maybe it's the fear that the Rong family will take revenge on the Yu family, or maybe it's the slightest unwillingness in the depths of the soul.

She'd better make it clear to him.

The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved, the air is cold, the breeze rolls up lonely dead leaves, and it seems to flicker cold winter in a trance.

"I had a dream in which we got married, and the wedding was grand and there were so many distinguished guests. In the first three years of marriage, we had a very good relationship, you loved me very much, took care of me, the Rong family treated me very well, respected, and friendly, and I became the happiest woman and the luckiest lady in the eyes of others in the huge Lijiang City. ”

She paused, as if remembering the past, and there were stars in her eyes.

The wind was strong at night, she looked ahead, pulled the man beside her, and muttered, "Look, the man who loves me is still there, the man who loves me is still there, he is by my side, he likes me very much now, he loves me very much now, he will come to keep me, he will come to apologize, he will come to pick me up, he wants to take me to marry him." ”

Rong Minghui looked at Yu Xianya and reached out to hug her into his arms.

Yu Xianya turned around, hugged him, smelled his breath, pushed him away, and turned back.

"But then, the man who loved me betrayed me, and he fell in love with another woman. ”

No matter how many years he had, he would always remember tonight, the night breeze was clear everywhere, and there were stars in her eyes at first, as if she loved him, but then she pushed him away, and her eyes were full of disappointment.

"But then, the man who loved me betrayed me, and he fell in love with another woman." ”

"Let's not see each other again. ”

She turned and left, her back stubborn.

There was no moonlight or clouds on this night, only the dead leaves and dust in the sky, and the woman went from starry joy to stubborn disappointment.

Silence is silent, cold everywhere.

He crouched down, trembling.

Obviously, she provoked him, obviously she liked it first, but in the end, she gave up on him.

The trees were swaying, the dead vines were howling, a lightning bolt tore through the dark clouds, and one after another huge thunder sounded, as if it was sad, and the heavy rain hit him, his clothes were soaked, and a hazy figure appeared in front of him, and the corners of his mouth called, elegant.