Leng Shaodu loves the genuine daughter

An Xia was lying on the bed bored, holding the remote control to change the channel, but didn't even glance at it, her eyes just followed Xu Qijun who was packing things in the room.

"Xu Qijun." An Xia called out weakly.

"What's the matter?" Hearing An Xia's voice, Xu Qijun hurriedly put down his things and came to the bedside: "Do you want some water?"

"No, I'm going out. I've been locked in my room for several days, and I'm almost moldy. Aren't we here for our honeymoon? I want to go out to play." An Xia complained unhappily.

Xu Qijun looked down at his bandaged knee meaningfully: "Your knee is like this, and you can't walk."

"Then carry me on your back!" Saying that, An Xia leaned on Xu Qijun's body, only to be able to jump onto Xu Qijun's back as soon as Xu Qijun agreed.

Xu Qijun asked her to entangle him, but he just smiled and refused.

An Xia pouted and looked at him: "Hmph, you don't love me."

"Stop making trouble." Xu Qijun patted her head lovingly: "When you recover from your injury, I will accompany you wherever you want to go."

An Xia lay back on the bed helplessly, and threw the quilt over her head unhappily: "I'm going to suffocate to death!"

Xu Qijun also knows that she has been trapped in the room by himself recently, and her life is indeed relatively monotonous, and he is also distressed, but he can't let go. If he takes An Xia out and bumps into a wound and has any sequelae, he will be even worse I will feel distressed to death.

Gently pulling back the quilt covering An Xia's head, she saw An Xia revealing a pair of bright eyes secretly looking at herself.Xu Qijun still thought about it with a soft heart: "I see that there is a shop downstairs that sells some gadgets, like Go, or I bought it back and we played in the room."

An Xia was not moved, and still looked at Xu Qijun with some reluctance: "Really?" Seeing Xu Qijun shaking his head dotingly, An Xia also gave up. It is better to have Go than nothing: "Then you should go sooner or later." Go back early."

Seeing An Xia's pitiful appearance, Xu Qijun couldn't help but bend down and kiss her lightly on the forehead, and then went out with his wallet.

When I bought the Go chess, An Xia was immediately aroused. The Go chess is very valuable at first glance. Every chess piece is frosted and transparent, and it is slightly heavier than ordinary chess pieces in the hand. very strong.

An Xia couldn't wait to set up a battle, and started fighting with Xu Qijun on the small table on the bed. At first, he thought that his chess skills were pretty good, but he didn't expect that Xu Qijun's strength was similar to his own. The longer it took, the more Xu Qijun was able to handle it with ease.

The two were fighting nervously, but they heard someone knocking on the door.

Xu Qijun looked at An Xia who was still thinking, and opened the mother and daughter in a calm manner, only to see Li Weijie outside the door.

When Li Weijie saw the door open, he casually greeted Xu Qijun with gestures and rushed into the room: "11, I'm here, do you miss me?"

Unexpectedly, An Xia was still worrying about the next step, and she was not in a good mood: "Not really."

"I know you're hurt, and I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I came here to see you." Li Weijie didn't expect to receive such a cold reception, and his heart was still a little hurt.But seeing that An Xia was only concentrating on looking at the chessboard, he didn't look at himself very seriously, and didn't care. Instead, he took Xu Qijun's seat, sat opposite An Xia, and looked at it seriously.

Seeing that Li Weijie stopped talking, An Xia looked at him curiously: "Are you going to play too?"

"Does it need to be said? I played well." Li Weijie was very proud.

"What about Xu Qijun?"

After watching the chess game between the two of them for a while, I naturally knew that I played Xu Qijun's position on the white side. Obviously, the chess moves are very good. Li Weijie touched his head in embarrassment: "That may be worse."

"Then you should give up the position to Xu Qijun. I have already thought of the next step." Then he dropped a piece on the chessboard.

Seeing that Li Weijie still refused to let go, Xu Qijun was not in a hurry, so he picked up a bag and dropped it as he expected.

An Xia saw that she had to lose, and said unhappily, "I lost."

Xu Qijun was originally a master of go, and being able to play with An Xia for so long was probably out of his interest.She didn't expect that An Xia would obediently admit defeat, she was secretly amused, but she didn't dare to laugh, otherwise Xu Qijun would be angry.

Seeing that it was over, Li Weijie immediately took the initiative to help clean up the chess pieces on the chessboard: "An Xia, I'll play for you. I'm not as cruel as Xu Qijun. I won't kill you without leaving any pieces behind."

An Xia looked at Li Weijie amusedly, "It seems like you will definitely win."

"Of course, I have been taught by my little aunt. Although it may not be as good as Xu Qijun, it is definitely not bad." Li Weijie still has this confidence. I think Yueqing's chess skills were not ordinary.

"Aunt Yueqing can also play chess?" An Xia didn't expect to hear about Yueqing's sister again, and suddenly became curious about this mysterious woman.

"Well. My little aunt is very good at playing. Even my grandpa praised her."

Xu Qijun gave An Xia an unhappy look, hoping that she would stop paying attention to Yueqing's affairs, but An Xia's character was inherently stubborn, since she didn't know the whole story from Xu Qijun, she had to know the rest.Completely pretending that he didn't see Xu Qijun's color, he continued to ask Li Weijie.Seeing that An Xia was so persistent, Xu Qijun had no choice but to let her go.

"Then do you know the story behind your little aunt?" An Xia looked at 33 curiously.

Li Weijie stopped making trouble. Thinking of the story of the little aunt, he felt a little heavy, and looked at An Xia seriously: "You should know after seeing those postcards. Aunt Yueqing's final ending is not a good story. .Why don't you stop asking?"

An Xia was not convinced: "Why can't you ask?"

"Of course a story needs to be beautiful to move people, and tragedies can only make people suffer. Why do you have to ask for it?" Xu Qijun said dissatisfied.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qijun would also go around in circles with him, and An Xia's tongue was also sharp. After thinking for a while, he said: "But look at Romeo and Juliet, there are so many tragic stories, aren't they more widely circulated and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Qijun would actually give an example to himself, and smiled helplessly: "Of course it's different, they are all stories, do you understand how they are made up? After artistic processing, of course it is more beautiful and moving."

"Then tell me the real version. Let me compare and compare." An Xia said with a smile.

"You really are." Xu Qijun was amused by An Xia's statement, and after thinking about it, he agreed.

Li Weijie watched the two bickering, and thought that Xu Qijun would not let go, but he was persuaded by An Xia after a few words, and he was really disappointed in him.It's just that the way the two get along with each other makes Li Weijie very happy.

"An Xia, don't blame Xu Qijun, he just hopes to keep your hope for a beautiful love. After all, although my little aunt's feelings are strong, but in the end it ended in misfortune. I don't know, it's a good thing." Li Weijie Smooth things over for the two of them.

An Xia was a little ungrateful, and felt that her thoughts were the right ones, so she stopped arguing with Xu Qijun and insisted that Li Weijie tell her later stories.

Li Weijie was so entangled that he had no choice but to say something: "Actually, I also asked my little aunt at that time, but she insisted on not telling me anything."

"Why?" An Xia asked.

Li Weijie was also caught in that memory, thinking of Yueqing's weak appearance at that time, he still felt very sad: "At that time, the little aunt was already very heavy, lying on the bed to recuperate, and it was difficult to even get up at ordinary times."

An Xia could also imagine Yueqing's appearance at that time, and felt very sorry for her.Just a little hesitant, why not give up and let Li Weijie stop talking.

Li Weijie continued: "I also asked her why she buried the painful memory in her heart, and I can help her share a little by saying it. I just want to help her as much as possible. I don't want her to die in her last days. I still have regrets.”

An Xia patted Li Weijie's shoulder comfortingly, with a sad look in his eyes: "But my little aunt is very strong, and she can still laugh in that situation. I can never forget the gentle look in his eyes when he looked at me. Little Auntie is really the most gentle and considerate woman I have ever seen. She is still very strong. She said that she is not afraid of others commenting on the story that happened to her, but she is a little sad. Since she cannot be with the person she loves as she wishes , why bother others.”

Seeing some tears welling up in Li Weijie's eyes, An Xia regretted asking Li Weijie. "Li Weijie, I don't want to know anymore, so stop talking."

Li Weijie also didn't expect that he would be so rude in front of the two of them because of recalling that memory, and casually rubbed his eye sockets with his hands: "My eyes are a bit dry."

An Xia knew that Li Weijie was covering up, so she didn't expose him.

An Xia didn't mention Yueqing anymore, the three of them just casually chatted about Go, An Xia could tell that Li Weijie was absent-minded.It didn't take long for Li Weijie to leave on his own initiative.

An Xia leaned in Xu Qijun's arms, feeling a little lost: "I seem to have done something wrong."

Xu Qijun hugged her comfortingly, "Don't worry, Li Weijie just remembered something from the past, it's not your fault."

Seeing An Xia like this, Xu Qijun also felt a little uncomfortable, let him go, walked to his suitcase, and took out a postcard.After looking at it with some reluctance, he got up and walked to An Xia's side and handed it over.

"What is it?" An Xia took it curiously.

Xu Qijun lay down next to An Xia again, holding her in his arms: "This is the last postcard Yueqing gave me."

Gently took it from An Xia's hand, flipped it to the back, only then did An Xia realize that the back was written all over: "Is this the last thing Yueqing wants to say in the world?"

"Maybe, do you want to know what is written?"

Seeing that An Xia nodded, Xu Qijun began to read slowly in his mellow and deep male voice, the melody seemed to be reciting a beautiful poem: "Since we have nowhere to escape, why don't we let go and find joy, between you and me If there is no pure land, it is better to try to calm down, and since you can't get what you want, it is better to choose to be relieved together."

After hearing this, An Xia pondered for a while. She could feel Yue Qing's relaxed mood when she wrote the next paragraph. Even at the last moment of her life, she never hated that man.

An Xia leaned against Xu Qijun, and said with some melancholy: "I really think that a good girl like Yueqing shouldn't have such a tragic ending."

Xu Qijun also agrees with An Xia's words. For many people, Yueqing's experience is just a story, but for Yueqing, it is her life.

"Then what happened later?" An Xia asked curiously.

"Then what?"

"After you received this postcard, will Yueqing never come to this sea of ​​love again?"

Xu Qijun smiled: "Fool, don't think too much, I'm going to have dinner later."