Xia Qianchen's body was slightly stiff, and he hugged her suddenly.
"I know you love me."
With his lips leaning against her ear, he said warmly: "I will deal with all the funerals, and you don't need to worry about it."
“…”
"I'm sorry for Mr. Xia's surgery," he said with her tightly, "I'll give you time if you are sad, but don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking angry." She said calmly, "I thought about it."
“…”
"Even if we don't mention love for the time being, I think Leng Tianchen is more suitable to be my husband." Xia Qianchen grabbed his finger and said, "You are only suitable to be a lover."
"Why?"
"Because you have many places that are not qualified, you are not suitable to be a husband!"
“Where am I not qualified?”
"I can't tell you clearly, please let me go!"
Xia Qianchen's inconsistent excuses and excuses that he was eager to separate but kept looking for, made Nangong Shaodi feel cold, but he was not willing to give up.
She knew clearly that as long as she loved him, he would not give up on her.
That's why she made up these lies and made him retreat...
He is not a fool, and the crux of the problem must still be Xia’s father, his death and the last words recorder.
But unless Xia Qianchen wants to do this, he will be helpless unless he wants to do it himself.
Nangong Shaodi hugged her tightly: "If you think I am not worthy of being a husband, then I will be your lover."
Xia Qianchen's heart shrank and he stared at him in disbelief.
He hugged her and shook her: "You think my love won't last long, I will use time to prove it."
“…”
"How long do you want? It's a 7-year itch for a couple to have a 7-year agreement." He said confidently, "If I still love you in 7 years, do you want to choose to marry me?"
Xia Qianchen's heart was in a mess.
7 years, such a long-term number... She can't even imagine what she will look like in 7 years.
What she couldn't imagine was that she could live a 7-year life with Leng Tianchen?
But as long as she closes her eyes, she will think of Xia’s death...
She didn't blame Nangong Shaodi, she could understand him, but the deceased was the greatest. Xia's father died because of her. It was indeed Nangong Shaodi who pushed him into the operating room without the consent of Xia's father and everyone...
Xia’s father will never forgive Emperor Nangong, and the spirit in heaven will not rest in peace.
No one can even love and love the "father-killing enemy" in such a situation.
At least Xia Qianchen couldn't do it, and her father's last words kept ringing in her ears.
There are too many things between them.
Marriage, children, father's revenge, responsibility, filial piety, to be honest, it is difficult for Xia Qianchen to open this knot.
Xia’s father was dead, and her constant sadness broke out into guilt.
This guilt is like a mountain pressing her down. If she disobeys Xia’s father’s intention to be with Nangong Shaodi, she will be sorry for Xia’s father for the rest of her life, which will be the end of her life.
She thought she could no longer be happy with Nangong Shaodi as if nothing had happened.
"Qianchen, you have thought it through clearly and don't refuse the happiness you get."
"But you are no longer my happiness."
“…”
"Nangong Shaodi, if you really love me, you must respect and understand me! Let me make a choice myself!" Even though they all knew that her choice was wrong, it would not be good!
Xia Qianchen slowly and firmly opened Nangong Shaodi's hand.
He was already afraid to hurt her because she was pregnant with the child, so she had to push him away, so he had to be pushed away.
Xia Qianchen continued to pick up the knife on the chopping board: "I will make the last meal for you."
“…”
"After eating, we will get together and part."
Xia Qianchen cooked a lot of dishes, all of which were loved by Emperor Nangong.
When she stir-frying the dishes, she couldn't help but her eyes were wet and soaring, and she couldn't help but cry...
She took a strong breath and told herself that anyone who has lost her can survive. Love is finally the best time. When she recalls the best in her heart, the best thing in her heart is what Nangong Shaodi is now.
The one he thought of was also the most youthful and beautiful person.
It is better to separate when they are deeply loved than to be polished into old ladies and old men by time, and to argue every day over family trivial matters about food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea and education of children.
Nangong Shaodi is kind to him now, because he loves her. What if he doesn’t love her?
He will fall in love with others, be kind to other women, and maybe they will divorce...
Xia Qianchen tried his best to think about their worst ending and kept lobbying himself. Even if he continued with Nangong Shaodi, the two of them might not be able to last for a long time.
It's enough to remember that we once fell in love.
The food plate was placed on the table, and Emperor Nangong sat there and lit a cigarette.
The gray smoke seemed to his unrelieved sorrow.
No one started to turn on the chopsticks first, and the atmosphere was suppressed to zero.
After a long time, Xia Qianchen said, "Eat it, it will be cold if you don't eat it."
She took the initiative to pick up the dishes and picked up the dishes for Emperor Nangong.
He still didn't move, smoking one by one, and the cigarette butts quickly gathered a small pile in the ashtray.
Xia Qianchen didn't know if she was choked by the smoke, and her eyes kept crying.
"If you don't want to eat, I'll leave first."
Nangong Shaodi finally moved his figure and whispered to Rhode, asking him to bring the wine.
The high concentration of foreign wine was poured into the water cup, and the smell of the wine spread...
Xia Qianchen was silent and said, "Smoke less, drink less...especially wine, I hope you don't touch it in the future."
Nangong Shaodi ignored it and served a cup full of money.
He didn't eat any vegetables at all, he just raised his head and poured a whole glass of wine.
Xia Qianchen had no time to stop him, so he quickly poured a full glass and drank it.
Drinking too quickly, he choked and coughed softly, his eyes turned red, and bloodshot appeared slightly...
Xia Qianchen's heart was even more uncomfortable than being stung by a scorpion. She suddenly was afraid that after they parted, he would drink heavily, hurt himself and wait for death, or have an accident...
"Enough, do you want to die of drunkenness?"
Nangong Shaodi curled his lips and sneered strangely: "You don't want me anymore, what's the point of being drunk?"
Xia Qianchen's heart was even more painful.
"Didn't you say we have a seven-year agreement?" She grabbed her fingers, "If you die of drunkenness, how can you wait for me?"
"Do you need me to wait?"
"That depends on whether you can afford to wait!"
"If you will come back, I can afford to wait." He raised his glass, toasted in the air, and then leaned over again.
What he meant was that he had promised to let her go...
Xia Qianchen whispered: "Then you have to eat well, sleep well, and live well, so that you can have the capital to wait for me."