"Me! Me!"
Ren Qingxin's sudden love words caught Liu Mingzhi off guard.
He stared blankly at Ren Qingxin, who had wine dripping from the corner of his lips, his eyes were slightly red, and his lips were pursed.
I obviously want to say something to the girl in front of me, but I don't know where to start.
Some words have obviously come to my lips, but I can't say them out.
yes.
Liu Mingzhi may have been worthy of everyone in the world, but he could only be sorry for Ren Qingxin.
The girl is right, even she thinks so too.
"Girl, you are doing it for your brother, right..."
Just by hearing Liu Mingzhi's previous words, Ren Qingxin seemed to already know what Mr. Liu would say next.
When Young Master Liu was halfway through what he said, she interrupted him directly.
"Big fruit fruit."
"Um?"
"You don't need to say anything more about the so-called sorry words.
You have said this to my sister many times.
Daguoguo, you haven't said enough, but I'm tired of hearing it.
You know better than anyone else, sister, what I want is not to be sorry."
When Liu Mingzhi heard Ren Qingxin's words that hit his heart, he lowered his head with extremely guilty eyes.
His hands seemed to have nowhere to rest and rubbed for a while, then habitually moved toward the tobacco pouch on his waist.
Ren Qingxin had a pair of smart, clear and beautiful eyes, and just watched quietly as Young Master Liu took out the tobacco bag from his waist and filled it with shredded tobacco skillfully.
This time, she did not say anything more about Daguoguo. This thing is not good for your health. You should use less of it.
Ren Qingxin watched quietly as Mr. Liu lit the tobacco with a fire stick, then raised the wine bag in his hand and sent it straight towards the red lips.
The sandalwood mouth was slightly open, revealing a few silver teeth like broken jade. Ren Qingxin pursed her lips and drank the aged wine in her hand one after another.
It seems that everything is left unsaid.
All in the wine.
"Hey, girl, why are you doing this?"
"Since the day we first met outside Yingzhou City in Northern Xinjiang, and now several years later, Da Guoguo, you have said this to me dozens of times.
Sister, when I followed you back to the capital from northern Xinjiang for the first time, Da Guoguo, you told me.
Then, I followed me back to Northern Xinjiang from the capital, and you told me about it, Da Guoguo.
After Da Guoguo rebelled and proclaimed himself emperor, my sister followed Da Guoguo, Sister Yun and the others back to the capital. Da Guoguo also told my sister.
Later, when you persuaded me to go to the East China Sea to meet that man, you also told me.
Later, when my sister and I came back from the East China Sea and reunited with you Daguoguo at the Gua stall outside Penglai Restaurant, you also told me.
During the time I lived in your home in Daguoguo, during this period, at certain times, you said this to me again and again.
The last time you said this to me, Da Guoguo, was on the third day of May last year, when you sent me away from the capital and back to Shu.
What's the matter with you?
What's the matter with you?
What's the matter with you?
Sister, I thought that after hearing this sentence, people would feel pain in their hearts, wandering in their hearts, and trembling in their souls.
I will never hear it again in my life until the day I die.
However, fate is really a trick!
One year, five months, and eighteen days have passed.
Daguoguo, you said this to me again.
Girl, why are you doing this?
Girl, why are you doing this?"
Ren Qingxin glanced at Liu Mingzhi, who had a dark expression and was puffing away quietly while holding a cigarette. He blinked his red eyes hard several times, raised his wine bag and took another sip of wine.
"Why is this painful? It is really painful!
My sister, I will taste this bitter taste every day.
It’s getting harder and harder every day, and every time it’s more painful.
But, girl, I can’t help it!
Among the five flavors of Daguoguo, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, which one is not better than bitter?
However, I tried it over and over again, but I couldn't bear to part with it.
Daguoguo, tell me, am I sick?"
Ren Qingxin's words were very calm, from beginning to end.
There were no loud questions or unwilling rebuke.
However, whether it is Ren Qingxin himself or Liu Mingzhi, the listener.
Everyone can feel the sourness behind the calm words, the sourness of not getting what you want.
Liu Mingzhi didn't know what Ren Qingxin was thinking, but Liu Mingzhi could clearly feel the pain behind her calm words.
Because that pain was exactly what he had brought to her.
I am the owner of this story, and I am also the end point of this story.
"Big fruit fruit!"
Liu Mingzhi suddenly paused in raising the cigarette rod and looked sideways at Ren Qingxin, who was walking side by side with him.
"Um?"
"It is said that good medicine is bitter in taste and good for diseases. Daguoguo, you said, sister, I have been suffering for so long, but why is this disease not getting better?
Isn’t it, sister, that this bitter medicine of mine is not bitter enough?”
Liu Mingzhi trembled and stared intently at Ren Qingxin, who was also staring straight at him.
It seems to be an accident of God.
It seems to come from a feeling.
Liu Mingzhi, who had never known what to say, looked at Ren Qingxin's bright eyes full of bitter feelings and blurted out: "There are three thousand illnesses in the world, but lovesickness is the only one that cannot be cured."
Ren Qingxin smiled lightly, raised the wine bag and took a few sips of wine.
"Yes! Sister, what I said before is indeed correct.
Or Daguoguo, you have broader knowledge.
You are so right. Of the three thousand illnesses in the world, only lovesickness cannot cure them.
Maybe, sister, I will never be able to recover in my lifetime."
Just when Liu Mingzhi was about to say something, Ren Qingxin suddenly spoke again.
"Big fruit fruit."
"Huh? What...what happened?"
"Sister, I want to ask you a question, is it okay?"
Liu Mingzhi heard Ren Qingxin's low-toned words, looked at the shredded tobacco that had turned to ashes in the pot, and wanted to refill it with Yiguo shredded tobacco.
The moment he opened the cigarette pouch, Liu Mingzhi didn't know what he thought of. Then he tightened the cigarette pouch in his hand and raised his foot to knock out the remaining cigarette pot.
This stuff is not good for your health, so smoke it less and spread it out.
To be continued...