After wearing the book, he was favored by the villains in line

Yun Yanzhu stood there expressionless, letting Haitang hug her and weep miserably, until Lou Rongrong couldn't hold on anymore, and a small furry head protruded from behind him, Yun Yanzhu finally moved.

He turned sideways first, let Lou Rongrong enter the door, then walked into the private room himself, closed the door behind him, and cut off all probing eyes, and then said:

"Why are you doing this?"

It stands to reason that no children should be present on such an occasion, so Lou Rongrong sat in the corner of the large private room with self-knowledge, shut up obediently, and listened to the excitement.

Seeing that Haitang heard the words, she stopped crying first, and then she asked back mixed with grievance and inconceivable:

"Why? Yunlang? Why do you ask me?"

She let go of Yun Yanzhu's arms, opened her sleeves, twirled her toes, and bloomed in front of him like a real red begonia, and said to Yun Yanzhu with hazy eyes:

"At the beginning, you said that I was startled by a dance, like a begonia fairy, and that's why the whole Yangzhou city knew who I was. If you hadn't praised me, rewarded me, praised me, and spent a lot of money to compete with other rich young masters for me, I wouldn't have Ask other people to touch me, even if they are drunk and still love me, how can I mistakenly think that you are interested in me?"

Her eyes were full of despair, like a prairie fire, burning her whole body:

"You said that we are bosom friends. I thought that you, like me, knew each other's feelings well and had a tacit understanding. However, it has been three years, three years! I thought that you were waiting for the opportunity to I will pick up the Sushang building."

The tears on her face are bitter and painful:

"For three years, I have been thinking every night, maybe your family does not allow a brothel woman to marry you, I think even if I can't be your concubine, even if I am your concubine, I am willing, but you never No mention of it."

"At first, you didn't touch me, and you didn't allow others to touch me. I thought you loved me, and I was secretly happy, but after three years, you often left at night, or just played the piano and drank tea all night, and never touched me. pass me!"

These words seemed to have exhausted all her strength, she took a few steps back, staggered, her eyes were crazy, and she even started to laugh at herself:

"Hmph, love? I'm so stupid. I would actually believe that a man who came to me every time for three years but never touched me was out of love for me! When I bowed my head for the first time, I wanted to give myself completely to you, but you told me that you never had any affection for me and wanted me to respect myself!"

She laughed wildly, picked up a pot of jade syrup beside her, raised her head and poured it into her mouth, and danced around the room with a strange smile, like a red crabapple burning in the twilight, so beautiful and burning with despair.

Yun Yanzhu frowned slightly, stepped forward and grabbed the wine pot in her hand, reached out to support her and said:

"You drank too much, I'll ask the restaurant to send you back."

Haitang broke free from him with all her might, staggered away, retreated, and cried intermittently:

"Yunyanzhu...Yunlang...ha...it's my wishful thinking...it's me...it's me who's dirty and unworthy...hahahahahahaha..."

Yun Yanzhu rarely put on a serious expression, and explained:

"I've said it before, it's not your problem, Haitang, it's just that I've made a vow in my heart that I will never marry a wife in this life, and I will never have anything other than friendship with any girl, so that I will never let anyone down." People, but I didn’t expect you to misunderstand, it’s my fault.”

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward to restrain her forcefully, and said in a solemn voice:

"Stop making trouble, I'll take you back to Sushang Building now."

Haitang, who had drunk an unknown amount of wine, couldn't listen to his words at all, but struggled crazily. The drunk man's hands were stronger than usual, Yun Yanzhu didn't check, but Haitang broke free again, and pushed him down on the ground.

At this time, Haitang had regained a little consciousness, tilted her head to look at Yun Yanzhu who was lying on the ground, and suddenly smiled, this smile was as bright as a spring flower, but her words were full of despair and meanness.

she says:

"Yunyanzhu, Yunyanzhu, it turns out that you were in this embarrassment too. It's not a pity to see you in such an unrefined appearance before I, Haitang, died."

Lou Rongrong was still listening to the gossip with relish, but when she heard this sentence, she immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly leaned towards Haitang.

Haitang raised her head to reveal her slender and fragile neck, closed her beautiful eyes, and the last tear fell from the corner of her eyes. The next moment, she pulled out a dagger from her waist without hesitation, and slashed at her neck fiercely. !

Yun Yanzhu was still on the ground before he got up. Seeing that the sharp dagger was about to cut through the woman's beautiful neck, Lou Rongrong gritted his teeth and made a tiger pounce, tripping Haitang to the ground. The woman let out a cry of pain, but the dagger was still in her lap. There was a bloodstain on the neck.

Fortunately not fatal.

Yun Yanzhu was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up, walked to Haitang's side, tightly covered her wound with a silk handkerchief, and loudly called the attendants of the restaurant to enter.

As soon as the people from the restaurant came in, they were shocked and frightened when they saw this scene. Fortunately, there was a medical center near the restaurant, and they quickly called a doctor to treat Haitang's wound.

Maybe someone who recognized Haitang went to Sushang building to report the letter, and soon the maid in the building came to take him back.

After Haitang attempted suicide, her beautiful eyes seemed to be out of focus, nothing was imprinted in them, and nothing was left on the ground, allowing others to fiddle with her, like a puppet that had lost its life.

When things are handled quickly and the night is getting darker, dinner will be supper, and Lou Rongrong is already so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back, and he almost stares at the stars.

Yun Yanzhu apologized:

"Is it mine? I always ask you to get involved in these things. My father did it before, and so does Haitang this time."

Lou Rongrong herself didn't think there was anything wrong:

"It's not your fault, but I thought you didn't marry a wife and have children because of... um... because of your father. I didn't expect you to even swear not to be friends with anyone."

Yun Yanzhu was silent for a moment, just when Lou Rongrong thought he would not speak again, he lowered his eyebrows and said softly:

"My mother told me that when she and my father first got together, there were love and vows, but in the end that man still turned into... into something she could never have imagined. Look, I have no expectations for love in the world anymore, and I am even more afraid of becoming a heartbreaker like that man, so I am determined that there will never be any sympathy in this life."

Lou Rongrong looked up at him in astonishment, she didn't expect Yun Yanzhu to think so.

She vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this kind of thinking. Yun Yanzhu was more like punishing herself with her father's mistakes, but if she tried to persuade her, on the one hand, she didn't understand this kind of feeling; Feeling misunderstood doesn't work.

She sat on the slum in frustration, drooping her head.

Seeing this, Yun Yanzhu rubbed her head and said with a smile:

"What? We are usually eloquent fluffy, how can we persuade me to believe in the love between men and women?"

Unexpectedly, Lou Rongrong shook her head and said sadly:

"I don't care about the relationship between a man and a woman. I'm just sad. Why do you, a gentle and kind person like you, beautiful brother, imagine yourself as a scum, and punish yourself for the mistakes made by others, while those real scums don't care about it?" Repent? Brother, if your mother finds out, how much she will feel distressed?"

Yun Yanzhu was stunned. She didn't expect that Lou Rongrong's focus was here. She didn't know the relationship between a man and a woman at all, but she saw with the keenness and thoroughness of a child that his self-abuse obsession actually came from his love for mother's guilt.

There are some things that you can't think clearly in it, but once someone points them out, it's like the thick fog receding, and the mountains are fully displayed.

Yun Yanzhu suddenly felt the tip of his nose sore, and the moisture in his eye sockets continued to accumulate. He quickly turned his head slightly, pretending to tidy up his hair crown, and quietly wiped away his tears, but his eye sockets were still red unconsciously.

He even forgot when was the last time he cried, the day his mother died?The last night of vigil for mother?I can't remember clearly, the memory of my mother is too long, the only thing that lingers in my memory is the familiar aroma of sesame seed cakes on my mother's body when he was crying in his mother's arms.

When he thought this way, he really got a hug, but it was from a five-year-old child. In order to reach him, she climbed to stand on the collapsed ground and hugged him reluctantly. Pat behind:

"Brother, don't be sad, it's not your fault, don't cry, don't cry..."

The scene of a five-year-old child comforting a 32-year-old adult was a bit ridiculous, but Yun Yanzhu held his lips, but he didn't laugh. Instead, tears poured out like the tide overflowing the river bank.

Yunjia Yulang, who has always been calm in front of people, and never changed his face when Mount Tai collapsed, finally felt as if the jade was falling, and all the strength in his body rested, hugged Lou Rongrong tightly, and wept silently .