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Zhuang Xiaoyu looks at Qin Wuyan in a dazed way. Her husband, who is always thinking about her, is close at hand. She holds her and gently wipes her tears, but it makes her feel remote in the end of the world, saying a lot of things she can't understand.
Once upon a time, when he was with her, even if he didn't live together, his heart was always tied together.
Now they hold so tightly, but the two hearts seem to be born in the ends of the earth, no longer the tacit understanding of the past.
Did he change?
Or was his body and mind hurt too much, and his feelings for her were weak?
Or is he unable to forgive her cheating and getting married?
This is not what she wanted at first.
Why did this happen?
Zhuang Xiaoyu finally realized that something was wrong: from the beginning to the end, he didn't call her mother, and he called her miss.
That kind of estrangement and diaphragm, like a sharp knife, cut her heart in two, bloody.
If only I could dig out my heart and put it in front of him, and tell Qin Wuyan that she didn't betray him, didn't want to hurt him, didn't want to become like this, and let him trust her as before!
No wonder when she asked him to take her away for the first time, he hesitated and hesitated. Maybe from the beginning, he thought of the worst outcome.
It's just that the worst ending is not as tragic as it is in reality.
But the second time, when he saw that she didn't eat or drink, he still agreed to her request and took her away from the priesthood. He was more or less affectionate to her.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart is full of mixed feelings. She doesn't know what to do.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice choked: "ah Yan, I'm sorry for you."
"You're not sorry for me." Qin Wuyan with a thin cocoon of finger pulp gently put her hair stuck by tears behind her ears: "I failed myself."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "a Yan..."
Thousands of words, but as if all choked in the throat, a word can not spit out.
The feeling of being stuck in the throat is like being cut by a blunt knife. It's painful as if it was too late.
Qin Wuyan wants to push her away again: "I'm gone. Have a good rest."
Now that all the questions have been made clear, he is going to leave.
Zhuang Xiaoyu refused to let him go: "ah Yan, don't you want me? I'll go back to the priesthood tomorrow. I'll ask my father and brother to promise me to be with you tomorrow. I don't want to be separated from you any more. "
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan looked at her arm wrapped around her body, and the cold heart was a little bit soft when she cried.
Qin Wuyan sighed: "don't cry."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to wail, tug his neck and kiss his face: "ah Yan, I love you, I'm your wife, you're my husband..."
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan had feelings for her, otherwise, he could not have risked the risk of being found by the Min family guards to see her for two consecutive nights.
When Zhuang Xiaoyu kisses his lips, the string of reason in Qin Wuyan's mind suddenly breaks. He can't help but press Zhuang Xiaoyu on the bed
The movement from next door is getting bigger and bigger. The bitter smell of medicine is mixed with the bloody smell in the throat, gouging out min Rui's heart.
He wanted to cough, but covered his lips with a handkerchief.
In his ear, Zhuang Xiaoyu murmured and wept. Min Rui went to his desk, spread out good rice paper by the bright moonlight outside the window, and began to study ink. The faint smell of fragrant ink permeated the study. The sour and pain in his heart was suppressed by him
Min Rui picked up his pen and began to write
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Zhuang Xiaoyu looks at Qin Wuyan in a dazed way. Her husband, who is always thinking about her, is close at hand. She holds her and gently wipes her tears, but it makes her feel remote in the end of the world, saying a lot of things she can't understand.
Once upon a time, when he was with her, even if he didn't live together, his heart was always tied together.
Now they hold so tightly, but the two hearts seem to be born in the ends of the earth, no longer the tacit understanding of the past.
Did he change?
Or was his body and mind hurt too much, and his feelings for her were weak?
Or is he unable to forgive her cheating and getting married?
This is not what she wanted at first.
Why did this happen?
Zhuang Xiaoyu finally realized that something was wrong: from the beginning to the end, he didn't call her mother, and he called her miss.
That kind of estrangement and diaphragm, like a sharp knife, cut her heart in two, bloody.
If only I could dig out my heart and put it in front of him, and tell Qin Wuyan that she didn't betray him, didn't want to hurt him, didn't want to become like this, and let him trust her as before!
No wonder when she asked him to take her away for the first time, he hesitated and hesitated. Maybe from the beginning, he thought of the worst outcome.
It's just that the worst ending is not as tragic as it is in reality.
But the second time, when he saw that she didn't eat or drink, he still agreed to her request and took her away from the priesthood. He was more or less affectionate to her.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart is full of mixed feelings. She doesn't know what to do.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice choked: "ah Yan, I'm sorry for you."
"You're not sorry for me." Qin Wuyan with a thin cocoon of finger pulp gently put her hair stuck by tears behind her ears: "I failed myself."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "a Yan..."
Thousands of words, but as if all choked in the throat, a word can not spit out.
The feeling of being stuck in the throat is like being cut by a blunt knife. It's painful as if it was too late.
Qin Wuyan wants to push her away again: "I'm gone. Have a good rest."
Now that all the questions have been made clear, he is going to leave.
Zhuang Xiaoyu refused to let him go: "ah Yan, don't you want me? I'll go back to the priesthood tomorrow. I'll ask my father and brother to promise me to be with you tomorrow. I don't want to be separated from you any more. "
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan looked at her arm wrapped around her body, and the cold heart was a little bit soft when she cried.
Qin Wuyan sighed: "don't cry."
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to wail, tug his neck and kiss his face: "ah Yan, I love you, I'm your wife, you're my husband..."
Qin Wuyan
Qin Wuyan had feelings for her, otherwise, he could not have risked the risk of being found by the Min family guards to see her for two consecutive nights.
When Zhuang Xiaoyu kisses his lips, the string of reason in Qin Wuyan's mind suddenly breaks. He can't help but press Zhuang Xiaoyu on the bed
The movement from next door is getting bigger and bigger. The bitter smell of medicine is mixed with the bloody smell in the throat, gouging out min Rui's heart.
He wanted to cough, but covered his lips with a handkerchief.
In his ear, Zhuang Xiaoyu murmured and wept. Min Rui went to his desk, spread out good rice paper by the bright moonlight outside the window, and began to study ink. The faint smell of fragrant ink permeated the study. The sour and pain in his heart was suppressed by him
Min Rui picked up his pen and began to write
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Zhuang Xiaoyu looks at Qin Wuyan in a dazed way. Her husband, who is always thinking about her, is close at hand. She holds her and gently wipes her tears, but it makes her feel remote in the end of the world, saying a lot of things she can't understand.Once upon a time, when he was with her, even if he didn't live together, his heart was always tied together.Now they hold so tightly, but the two hearts seem to be born in the ends of the earth, no longer the tacit understanding of the past.Did he change?Or was his body and mind hurt too much, and his feelings for her were weak?Or is he unable to forgive her cheating and getting married?This is not what she wanted at first.Why did this happen?Zhuang Xiaoyu finally realized that something was wrong: from the beginning to the end, he didn't call her mother, and he called her miss.That kind of estrangement and diaphragm, like a sharp knife, cut her heart in two, bloody.If only I could dig out my heart and put it in front of him, and tell Qin Wuyan that she didn't betray him, didn't want to hurt him, didn't want to become like this, and let him trust her as before!No wonder when she asked him to take her away for the first time, he hesitated and hesitated. Maybe from the beginning, he thought of the worst outcome.It's just that the worst ending is not as tragic as it is in reality.But the second time, when he saw that she didn't eat or drink, he still agreed to her request and took her away from the priesthood. He was more or less affectionate to her.Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart is full of mixed feelings. She doesn't know what to do.Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice choked: "ah Yan, I'm sorry for you.""You're not sorry for me." Qin Wuyan with a thin cocoon of finger pulp gently put her hair stuck by tears behind her ears: "I failed myself."Zhuang Xiaoyu: "a Yan..."Thousands of words, but as if all choked in the throat, a word can not spit out.The feeling of being stuck in the throat is like being cut by a blunt knife. It's painful as if it was too late.Qin Wuyan wants to push her away again: "I'm gone. Have a good rest."Now that all the questions have been made clear, he is going to leave.Zhuang Xiaoyu refused to let him go: "ah Yan, don't you want me? I'll go back to the priesthood tomorrow. I'll ask my father and brother to promise me to be with you tomorrow. I don't want to be separated from you any more. "Qin WuyanQin Wuyan looked at her arm wrapped around her body, and the cold heart was a little bit soft when she cried.Qin Wuyan sighed: "don't cry."Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to wail, tug his neck and kiss his face: "ah Yan, I love you, I'm your wife, you're my husband..."Qin WuyanQin Wuyan had feelings for her, otherwise, he could not have risked the risk of being found by the Min family guards to see her for two consecutive nights.When Zhuang Xiaoyu kisses his lips, the string of reason in Qin Wuyan's mind suddenly breaks. He can't help but press Zhuang Xiaoyu on the bedThe movement from next door is getting bigger and bigger. The bitter smell of medicine is mixed with the bloody smell in the throat, gouging out min Rui's heart.He wanted to cough, but covered his lips with a handkerchief.In his ear, Zhuang Xiaoyu murmured and wept. Min Rui went to his desk, spread out good rice paper by the bright moonlight outside the window, and began to study ink. The faint smell of fragrant ink permeated the study. The sour and pain in his heart was suppressed by himMin Rui picked up his pen and began to writewww.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
