Chapter 13 I can't forget "I've never seen anyone bragging as well as you." Jing Yirong took the book from Dianjun's hand, at least this time I don't have to be bored anymore.
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Nalan Zhenqi put a bowl of soup in front of Nalan Qingyi, "Brother, drink some soup. You are too tired these days."
Nalan Qingyi stared at the soup in front of her in a daze but there was no movement at all. Finally, she raised her haggard eyes and looked at Nalan Zhenqi blankly, "Yirong misses you very much. I have always missed you."
Nalan Zhenqi's eating movements stopped. Even though he had not eaten a full meal for several days, it seemed that something was blocking his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he could not swallow the food in his mouth.
Nalan Qingyi seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be reminiscing, "Every night when Zhijin received your reply, she would stand by the door foolishly. I know she was waiting, waiting for Zhijin
Run over and tell her that Seventh Brother mentioned the master in his letter. But you wrote so many letters and so many words, but you didn't get these two words."
Nalan Zhenqi's hand holding the chopsticks was tightly clenched, and his fingertips were all blue and white.
"Stop talking." Qiao Shuang'er stopped him, "Don't you see that he is in pain?"
Nalan Qingyi raised her eyes and looked at Zhenqi, "If Yi Rong really leaves, you don't need to worry about getting revenge. Seventh brother, do you still hate her now?"
Nalan Zhenqi lowered his head and was unable to answer Nalan Qingyi's question. He hated why the master had let him face all this. He even hated that the master had not waited for him to take revenge. Nalan Zhenqi could no longer remain calm.
, he put down the bowl in his hand and turned around to leave the house. He was afraid that he would go crazy if he stayed any longer.
Qiao Shuang'er glanced at Nalan Qingyi reproachfully and then chased Nalan Zhenqi out. The two came to a rockery behind the house. Nalan Zhenqi stood motionless in the wind like a statue, simply
His long hair was tied up and flowing behind his back. Half a year had actually transformed the once cheerful young man into the silent and melancholy man he is now.
"Don't take your elder brother's words to heart, your master..." Qiao Shuang'er suddenly felt that she had said something wrong and changed her words, "Jing Yirong will be fine. At most, he just fell and is hiding somewhere to recuperate.
You still don’t know how your master could die so easily."
"What if she is really dead?" Nalan Zhenqi frowned deeply.
Qiao Shuang'er's original attitude of faith could no longer be guaranteed when she saw the pain in Nalan Zhenqi's brows. No one on such a high cliff could guarantee that they could live in peace.
Nalan Zhenqi's long sigh suddenly sounded in the quiet air, "Maybe it's really too late."
"What?"
"I can't tell whether I hate her or love her." Nalan Zhenqi turned around with a painful expression on his face, like a lost child, helplessly grabbing his beloved's heart, "As long as
Thinking about the possibility of her dying, my heart felt like it was being torn apart and the pain was so painful that I couldn't even think. But I didn't want to see her nonchalant look again. I could never forget her on that rainy night.
The scene where the sword in his hand pierced Crescent Moon's heart."
Nalan Zhenqi sat in pain on the edge of the rockery and held his head. He was really about to be tortured to death by these crazy pictures and thoughts. The person he once admired so much now made him not know whether to love or hate him. Why did he
He treats her so cruelly when he regards her as one of the most important people in his life. It seems that he has done nothing wrong?
Qiao Shuang'er looked at Nalan Zhenqi distressedly, and her heart seemed to be uprooted when she saw him in such pain. Qiao Shuang'er stepped forward and hugged Nalan Qingyi, "It's okay, everything is fine."
This will all pass.”
Nalan Zhenqi hugged Qiao Shuang'er's waist, "When will it pass? Now I have the same dream every day and every night. When will the cruel scene not appear in the dream?"
"It's okay, it will be okay." Qiao Shuang'er hugged Nalan Zhenqi and patted Nalan Zhenqi's back gently, as if a mother comforting a child, comforting Nalan Zhenqi. She hugged Qiao Shuang'er.
Nalan Zhenqi's son gradually calmed down a lot and stopped talking nonsense and just hugged her quietly. There was no reason but she simply felt that Qiao Shuang'er was playing the role of a relative at this time. Compared to her elder brother, sometimes Qiao Shuang'er was actually
More like my own family.
Qiao Shuang'er comforted Nalan Zhenqi distressedly. She lowered her head and vaguely felt a gaze coming towards her. She raised her head and looked up. When she came into contact with Bu Chenche's cold eyes, her body froze. Nalan Zhenqi could not help but freeze.
Feeling Qiao Shuang'er's stiffness, she raised her head in confusion, her eyes fell on Bu Chenche not far away, and she subconsciously took back the hand on Qiao Shuang'er's waist.
Bu Chenche's expressionless face, only a pair of cold eyes and cold eyes revealed that he was trying hard to suppress his jealousy and anger. When Qiao Shuang'er and Nalan Zhenqi thought Bu Chenche was going to get angry, Bu Chenche was so good at it.
As if he didn't see the two of them, he turned a corner and walked forward.
Qiao Shuang'er hurriedly stepped forward and took Bu Chenche's arm, "I can explain."
"No need." Bu Chenche replied stiffly, took away Qiao Shuang'er's hand and walked into the house. After walking a few steps, he stopped without turning around but said to Nalan Zhenqi, "Don't worry, Jing Yirong."
He’s not dead, although we don’t know where he is now, but someone under the cliff saw them and was rescued.”
"Who saw it? Do they know where she was rescued?" Nalan Zhenqi asked eagerly.
"It's too late today. Yesterday they could take us to the place where Jing Yirong fell." After Bu Chenche finished speaking, he moved again. Nalan Zhenqi said to Bu Chenche's back, "Thank you."
When Bu Chenche heard the voice of thanks coming from behind him, he couldn't help but smile mockingly. He was probably the only one in the world who would find someone for his love rival. He thought of how he had gone through so much trouble to find out about Jing Yirong.
He fell down, and when he came back he saw the scene just now.
Is it painful? I don’t know, maybe it’s because he’s numb. In fact, he knows better than anyone else that that woman has always only had one man in her heart. It’s a pity that that man is not him. But she can really be happy with that man. Who has the right to stop it? But it’s just
A husband in name only.
Qiao Shuang'er looked at Bu Chenche's lonely figure, and her heart was pulled hard. It turned out that he went out to do errands early in the morning just to find Jing Yirong. Was it for himself? Qiao Shuang'er suddenly turned around and asked Nalan Zhenqi, "
Do you think Bu Chenche likes me?"
Nalan Zhenqi was stunned, then smiled lightly, "He loves you more than anyone else, girl, cherish him."
After listening to Nalan Zhenqi's words, Qiao Shuang'er thought about what Jing Yirong once said to herself. Can everyone else in this world except me see how good you are to me? Only I can't see it.
Qiao Shuang'er was heartbroken beyond measure. She ran all the way back to the house and opened the door. Bu Chenche was pouring himself a drink. When he saw Qiao Shuang'er looking out of breath, she frowned slightly, "Is something wrong?"
Qiao Shuang'er didn't say anything, picked up the wine glass in Bu Chenche's hand and drank it in one gulp, then grabbed the wine bottle from Bu Chenche's hand and poured several glasses for herself. Bu Chenche grabbed the wine glass from Qiao Shuang'er's hand,
"What happened?"
"I like you!" Qiao Shuang'er calmed down and looked at Bu Chenche seriously.
Bu Chenche was startled and looked at Qiao Shuang'er hesitantly, his eyes full of disbelief.
Seeing that Bu Chenche didn't respond, Qiao Shuang'er spoke again, "Bu Chenche, did you hear that? I said I like you, and marrying you is the happiest thing for me."
Bu Chenche suddenly revealed a mocking smile, "Is this your thank you gift for Nalan Zhenqi?"
"You don't believe me?" Qiao Shuang'er's face turned pale.
"Just now you held a man in your arms and looked like you wanted to bring the whole world to him. Now you tell me that you like me?" Bu Chenche seemed to have heard a joke, "Qiao Shuang'er, I have never
I never expected you to have feelings for me, but I hope you won’t continue to tell such lies in the future.”
"I didn't lie!" Qiao Shuang'er couldn't help but raise her voice, "Why don't you believe me?"
"Let me believe you?" Bu Chenche stood up and approached Qiao Shuang'er, "I will believe you as long as you stop caring about Nalan Zhenqi's affairs, don't say a word to him anymore, and don't look at him with distressed eyes anymore.
He, don't worry about his affairs anymore, don't let your eyes fall on him, as long as you do this, I will believe you, can you do it?"
Qiao Shuang'er was approached by Bu Chenche step by step. The anger on his face made Qiao Shuang'er shiver and step back step by step. When her back hit the cold wall, she realized that she had no way out. Bu Chenche
Chen Che lowered his head and stared at Qiao Shuang'er with eyes like an eagle, his voice was hoarse and low, "Can you do what I just said?"
"I……"
"You can't do it," Bu Chenche reached out and lifted Qiao Shuang'er's cheek, "It doesn't matter if only I can see the true face of this face. The place in your heart will always belong to another man. From now on, Qiao Shuang'er
Don't mess with me again, don't forget that our marriage is only for mutual benefit." Bu Chenche didn't want to make himself look any more embarrassed. The expression on Qiao Shuang'er's face just now had already said everything. He would never get it.
Not in Qiao Shuang'er's heart.
Qiao Shuang'er's mind went blank. He didn't believe her. He didn't believe in his love or her feelings at all. Looking at Bu Chenche's turning figure, Qiao Shuang'er said leisurely, "If I can do what you said,
Will you believe me if I no longer care about Zhenqi’s affairs?”
Bu Chenche was stunned for a moment but did not turn around. His hoarse voice was full of tiredness and the pain of being unable to fight back, "I don't know how to believe you. I will never forget the day we got married. In the rain, you were wearing wedding clothes."
In my wedding dress, I squatted next to another man and cried out how much you care about him. That day I was standing not far away in a red robe. If you had looked back at me at that time, you would have known how embarrassed Bu Chenche was that day.
And unbearable. I thought about forgetting, but when I was about to forget with all my strength, you always reminded me of you again. Qiao Shuang'er, I can't forget it, and I can't forget it from now on."
Bu Chenche dragged his tired body out of the house. Qiao Shuang'er's face was filled with tears. After listening to Bu Chenche's words, Qiao Shuang'er felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained. Her legs became weak and her body collapsed.
Sitting on the ground, with tears on her face, she still said what she had always wanted to say, "I like you, I really like you, I really like you."
Qiao Shuang'er sat on the ground like this for a whole night. She thought about when she and Bu Chenche first got to know each other, and how she had ignored Bu Chenche because of Nalan Zhenqi, but in the end she miraculously...
When she found out that the person she fell in love with was Bu Chenche, even she felt ridiculous for a moment. Qiao Shuang'er smiled helplessly. It turns out that love really only comes once. If you don't seize the opportunity, even if you want to make up for it, you won't.