A gust of wind blew the rain slanting into the pavilion. Although the rain was not heavy, it was dense and very lethal. Mengxue saw that Cheng Song's clothes were wet again, with big marks on them.
Large and small rain marks.
The sky was getting a little dark. I don’t know whether it was because it was late or because it darkened quickly on this rainy day. In short, Mengxue saw Cheng Song sitting on the ground, with the dim sky as the background, soaked by the rain. She
Thinking of that dream and Mrs. Bai in her mind, she couldn't help but feel soft.
Women are really tolerant sometimes.
Especially when a person who is so proud suddenly puts down his self-esteem and everything because of you and speaks like this, you can't help but feel moved.
Especially someone who is equally proud.
In Mengxue's view, self-esteem and pride are so important. If she and Cheng Song were to change places, she thought she might still not be able to let go of these things, but Cheng Song let go...
She thought that he must have very deep feelings for her, otherwise, how could he, who was so proud, let go of these things?
A woman's heart is always soft, especially in front of the man she loves.
Mengxue never understood before why the women in the novel would easily forgive a man who disrespected her and even raped her. At that time, she always felt that these women were really stupid...
But now, she is not just a stupid woman.
It was getting later and later, and she didn't know how long she had been in the pavilion. She just heard his lonely voice:
"Shuang'er, don't leave! Mom doesn't want me anymore. If you don't want me either, I will be alone... Shuang'er, don't let me be alone, stay and accompany me, okay?"
His loneliness made her feel distressed. He stared at her with his clear black and white eyes. She stared back at him. Unexpectedly, those eyes were like a pool of water. After just one glance, she fell in and fell.
.
Her heart became softer.
Finally, she bent down and nodded to him:
"Okay, I won't leave you."
"Really?" He looked back at him seriously, his eyes were so bright.
"kindness."
She nodded with a slight smile, as if a gentle trickling spring slowly flowed into his heart, nourishing the dry land.
"Cheng Song, let's go back, it's getting late." She said to him softly.
He nodded obediently, took her hand, and wanted to stand up, but for some reason, he couldn't find the strength. Halfway through, he fell back down.
It seemed that he was really drunk.
Mengxue shook her head, bent down to help him, and helped him move forward. The surroundings were filled with the strong smell of alcohol, and she couldn't help but feel distressed - Cheng Song, don't you know that drinking too much alcohol is bad for your health?
For some reason, Cheng Song refused to let her help him and started to struggle.
"What's wrong?" Mengxue looked at his drunken eyes in confusion.
He lowered his head and looked at her tenderly with his drunken eyes. His eyes had never been so gentle, so gentle that they seemed to melt her.
He stretched out his hand, clasped her fingers firmly, and an equally gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said:
"Hold your hand and grow old together with me."
Although the gentle words had a strong nasal voice, Mengxue's whole body seemed to be hit by something. The electric current flowed along the blood and transformed her limbs, and then all concentrated in the pit of her heart. Her heart
My heart, which had always been peaceful, suddenly beat wildly and uncontrollably.
"Shuang'er, are you okay?"
His voice sounded again, and every word struck her heart.
Okay, that's it, at least at this moment, she really doesn't want to leave.
Nodding, interlocking fingers, holding an oil-paper umbrella, he walked into the rain curtain and let the rain rage.
Back at the Song Palace, Cheng Song was still drunk and confused. Mengxue asked someone to make sobering soup for him and poured several bowls full of it for him to drink.
Cheng Song looked quite cute when he was drunk. He would giggle from time to time, call Mengxue "sister", and cling to her from time to time, as naive as a child.
A child who wants attention and love.
No one can refuse him like this.
That night, Mengxue went to bed early, probably because she had been tortured recently, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she touched the bed.
When her peaceful breathing sounded, the man next to her suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at her peaceful sleeping face. His eyes were clear and there was no hint of drunkenness.
He stood up quietly, got out of bed lightly, covered her with the quilt, carefully tucked her clothes, turned around, and left the room. In the dark night, the only sound of the woman's peaceful breathing was left in Nuo Da's room.
Cheng Song turned over and walked out of the Song Palace. He walked forward and easily walked out of the heavily guarded palace. After turning a few corners, he was greeted by a figure.
The visitor was dressed in black, with a chill all over his body. What was even colder than the chill on his body was his face. He walked up to Cheng Song and bowed his hands.
This person is Cheng Song's right-hand man - Zhan Peng.
"Son."
"Yes." Cheng Song nodded, "Meiren is back?"
"Yes. Zhan Zhao has already 'invited' Mr. Bai back, but he insisted on going to Yihongyuan on the way. We couldn't resist him, so we sent him there." Zhan Peng replied respectfully.
"This guy...is on the verge of death, but he still can't change his habit of talking about sex."
Cheng Song snorted coldly, "This guy Bai Meiren actually dared to give him laxatives. He must settle this account carefully."
Cheng Song turned around and planned to go to Bai Meiren to settle the score. Before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped and asked Zhan Peng:
"I asked you to investigate Master Zhen last time. How did the investigation go?"
"Back to the young master, Huayulou has tried its best to investigate, but..." Zhan Peng looked at Cheng Song with a troubled face.
"It took so long to find out?" Cheng Song frowned slightly, "Then let Liu Huayu check it out in person. If it still can't be found out, just do it directly..."
Speaking of this, Cheng Song's eyes were extremely cold, revealing a strong murderous aura - Cheng Song had strong martial arts skills and his hearing was better than others. This afternoon, he heard the conversation between the man and Shuang'er from a distance, but he
When I got closer, the man disappeared...
His intuition told him that this Master Zhen must have a great background, but no matter what his background was, he actually tried to take away his Shuang'er, so he would not be able to keep him.