In the courtyard, the evening breeze of early summer flows slowly.

It inspired Song Rong's robe.

The white tea dress hem fell to the ground.

Two cats that were rushing out of the room were pulling her skirt at her feet.

That look, it looks quiet and beautiful.

"You are a mortal, and even if you violate morality and have no law to punish you."

"Some people are high-sounding because they are in high positions, while others are high-sounding because they know that the law cannot punish themselves."

The night was deep, and the words of the superior were terrifyingly light, like a cold-blooded animal without any emotions.

Song Rong used in plain words to say that he stepped on the altar.

The superior pulled her from the high position in a cold tone, and not only entered the mortal world, but also put her in a dirty place and rolled.

"Song Rong, do you really have a clear conscience?"

No one in their circle is clean, and there are dirty things in their body or mind.

The reason why Song Rong can accuse Xia Yishen of being at the moral high ground is nothing more than that of the superiors.

If you don’t eat meat, you won’t know its smell.

This sentence is the most straightforward reference point for Song Rong to scold Xia Yishen.

And what about Xia Yishen?

His words undoubtedly condemn Song Rong. For generations, he can be punished if he violates the law, and he can be punished if he ignores human life, but he can't be honest and unfaithful.

Without a conscience, you will only be condemned, but you will not be executed.

Different locations, different thoughts and thoughts.

The same thing is placed in Xia Yishen and Song Rong, even if the two of them have the same way of dealing with things, for Xia Yishen, it may be a death penalty, but for Song Rong, it is quite a lot of it to be moral condemnation.

The lover of the past has come to this day, and all that is left is scars and some lingering and difficult to erase memories.

Song Rong picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea. The night wind drove her hair, and her clean and neat short hair made her look cleaner.

Even though many years have passed, everyone is covered in scars, Song Rong is still the young man of that year.

"Did I force you to go to the high position?"

This rhetorical question.

It's very heartbreaking.

"You should know more than anyone that we must bear the weight of a crown. We are not young people, nor adults, but middle-aged people. We are already at the age of walking to the end of the water and watching the clouds rise."

"You forced us to step by step for the sake of rights, forcing us to live."

"Do you have a clear conscience to talk to me in the end?"

"I am worthy of heaven and earth, my parents, my children, and I am worthy of you? It is not necessarily true."

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"I gave you a freshman."

Song Rong's words are not serious.

With her gentle temper, she couldn't say anything serious.

The tone is not heavy, but the weight is not light.

"Some people are bitter first and then sweet, some are sweet first and then bitter, some are planting trees first and then cool, some are planting trees first and then cool, some are planting trees first and then fire. To put it bluntly, you are enjoying the cool under my Song family tree, but you still think that my Song family tree is too big."

"If you don't know how to be grateful for others, you still want to build the branches of the benefactor?"

"There are many ungrateful people, and there are only two or three of you who are like you."

The summer breeze in June is not cold or hot.

But it's a bit burning.

And it's heart-wrenching.

Xia Yishen looked at Song Rong with a terrifying look indifferent.

Just like the abyss, you can't see it.

In the few conversations with Song Rong, Xia Yishen felt like a beggar.

Standing in front of Song Rong and praying for something.

And she is the savior and the mercy.

He is a great charity who gives alms.

He is afraid that he can't raise his head in front of Song Rong in his life because he is short-spoken.

Never turn over.

............

Under the clear moonlight, there are people walking slightly behind the heavy curtains in the bedroom east of the second floor.

Jiang Muwan looked at the scene in the yard through the gap by the window.

His eyes were deep and thoughtful.

“What are you looking at?”

Gu Jiangnian just came out of the study and saw Jiang Muwan standing by the window in a tender pink nightgown.

The slightly slim shoulders were hidden under the nightgown, and they were visible to the naked eye.

The man approached, stood behind Jiang Muwan, stretched out his fingertips and slightly opened the gap in the curtains.

I saw the figure downstairs.

Gu Jiangnian tightened his fingertips as he lifted the curtains slightly.

It froze in the air for a moment.

Then it fell down, and the gentle palm fell on Jiang Muwan's belly: "Why didn't the meat grow at all?"

Jiang Muwan was slightly slackened.

Her thoughts were still on Song Rong downstairs. When she heard Gu Jiangnian say this, it was rare and her heart tightened.

"What?"

"Say you didn't gain weight."

"Lying down and rest for a while after washing." After saying that, the man took Jiang Muwan to the bed.

And what about Mrs. Gu?

When he turned around, he did not forget to scan the two people in the courtyard with his own light.

…………

Xia Yishen nodded expressionlessly, and the expression in his eyes was as plain as a pool of clear water.

"Yes, it's in line with your usual style of Song Rong."

Xia Yishen's words are quite meaningful.

He knows Song Rong very well.

But this understanding cannot be explained clearly after years.

The relationship between Xia Yishen and Song Rong.

deep?

shallow?

It's hard to say.

"Even if you become a disobedient man, you are still arrogant."

Song Rong has enough qualifications to be arrogant and arrogant in front of Xia Yishen.

Because in front of Xia Yishen, she has always been a fairy in the sky.

Cold and arrogant, unattainable.

When standing in front of you, it is like the Queen Mother of God looking down on all living beings.

Xia Yishen slowly stood up and looked down at Song Rong sitting on the chair.

The eyes are complex and dark.

After a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Luckily, you are not happy either."

After saying that, the superior turned around and left.

Clang.
To be continued...