Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

Song Tan has experienced life and death, and his mentality has also changed. He has long regarded the unrealistic and charming thoughts of Feng Huaxueyue as light and light. God's will tricks people, so he has to become stronger in his heart. He mentioned these things I still feel sad, but I recover from compassion after a while.

He is still the same Song Tan who is unreasonable and can control others, and he can happily quarrel with others.He straightened out his emotions, and looked at Song Ansong again, Song Tan was dumbfounded——

His silly, white and sweet fourth brother cried with snot and tears, and said while whimpering, "I will never talk to Hua Yi again, he is really bad."

Song Tan only felt that the liquid on Song Ansong's face was about to drip onto his body, he was extremely disgusted, and silently moved aside.

Song Ansong cried so much that his nose and bubbles were about to come out, he lifted his cuff, looked at the densely woven embroidery on it, hesitated for a while but was reluctant to let it go, but he probably felt that he was a little bit like this right now. Mai Tai, sobbing, he said to Song Tan: "You should bring me a handkerchief."

Song Tan was helpless, and then picked up the square handkerchief beside him and gave it to him, "Why are you still the same as when you were a child, you have to cry a lot when you watch a tragic love story! Rare things are precious, and people shed tears to lose gold." Doudou, if you cry so often, you are worthless."

Song Ansong wiped the tears on Hurry's face with his own hands, his nose was red, a little funny and a little sincere, he whispered: "You are so pitiful."

The corners of Song Tan's mouth raised slightly, "Isn't it you and your mother who caused this mess between me and Hua Yi to turn the world upside down and change the sedan chair?"

Song Ansong stood up abruptly when he heard the words, he was so surprised that he felt guilty, the handkerchief in his hand fell to the ground in a panic, he was sweating profusely, and stammered: "I, I, I...you you you ..."

Song Tan didn't mean to be angry with him, he knew that it was pointless to pursue those things now.He smiled and said, "Don't you cry?"

"Don't cry anymore..." Song Ansong lowered his head, and leaned closer to Song Tan again, but he didn't dare to look at Song Tan anymore. He really felt a bit of guilt in his heart. The root of Song Tan's suffering was also there from the very beginning. He wanted to make up for his fault, "You are so unhappy here, why don't you go home, your parents will understand..."

Song Tan raised his hand slowly, rubbed his head, and deliberately rubbed the crown on his head, "Who told you that I am not happy here?"

Song Ansong shook his head in an attempt to shake off Song Tan's hand, but he didn't dare to move too much for fear of hurting Song Tan's wound, "Hua Yi treats you badly, why don't you leave?"

Song Tan withdrew his hand, and looked at Song Ansong with a look of foolishness, "You are really the number one in the world, and you don't have to have a heart, people don't have to be affectionate, and they will never change until death. Those loves, loves, bruises Within five years, it will be very dangerous. Moreover, Huayi also has advantages that make me not want to leave."

"for example?"

"For example, he is very rich, so I can buy whatever I want, and love is what I want if I have money. People are like morning dew. Instead of being cautious and constrained by fate, it is better to be free and easy, and live as happy as you want. As time goes by, looking back, he and I even start to question whether we ever really had an infatuated relationship.”

Song Ansong was confused when he heard it. He didn't quite understand Song Tan's three views, but he still vaguely felt that what he said should be very reasonable.

He said in a daze, "Taught."

Song Tan felt that his pretending to understand was funny, "You came to me to persuade me, why did I reason with you instead?"

Song Ansong was reminded by his words, he finally remembered that he had caused trouble for Song Tan, he shrugged his shoulders, his voice was as soft as a gnat, "Actually, I didn't come here just to persuade you, there is another class Something else."

Song Tan could barely hear what he was talking about, but an ominous premonition filled his heart, "Stop talking, get out."

Song Ansong showed embarrassment, hesitated for a long time, and finally hit his left fist on his right fist, and made a huge decision, "Don't tell me how uncomfortable! You have been missing these days, and Cheng Xuehong doesn't accompany me. Once I get angry, I will I ran back to the Song Mansion and told my mother about you..."

Song Tan was quite speechless.

"Don't look at me like that, actually my mother is very concerned about you, she even cried after hearing that!"

Song Tan slandered the cat crying for the mouse, and said indifferently: "I thank her."

"You don't have to thank me." Song Ansong groaned, and finished the second half of the sentence with great difficulty, "My mother...she still thinks about you, and wants to share your worries."

Song Tan's right eyelid twitched, "What do you mean?"

Song Ansong muttered, his scalp tingling with embarrassment, "She chose a nephew from her natal family to be sent to Washington, and she said that if you don't come back, that person can comfort Hua Yi and not teach him to suffer from being widowed." .If you come back, that person has a gentle and smart personality, and can be your helper. He can even speak well of you in front of Hua Yi while you are recovering from your injuries. When I heard it, what my mother said was quite reasonable..."

Song Tan interrupted in surprise: "Why didn't she send that nephew to you?"

"I don't need it either, our young couple lives in peace and order, there are not so many moths..." Song Ansong whispered more and more, he saw the ice in Song Tan's eyes piled up layer by layer .

Song Tan just changed his eyes slightly, but he didn't get angry, he calmed down, "When will the man arrive?"

"Just, two or three days."

Song Tan was silent for a while, then chuckled softly, "It's good, he's here, let's make it lively, call Huayi's two aunts, the four of us just made up a table to play mahjong."

Song Ansong was startled when he heard that, he was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head up, he managed to ease the relationship with his third brother, and now some rifts would arise again.

Song Tan mercilessly ordered Song Ansong to chase away guests, and Song Ansong ran away in despair.Song Tan searched his stomach over and over again for the Buddhist scriptures he had read, trying to get rid of those complicated annoyances, but it was like adding fuel to the fire, and his anger spread even more.

In a fit of anger, Song Tan also threw the agricultural book in his hand to the ground. He turned over, covered himself with the quilt, and was about to fall asleep.

The more you want to forget some things, the clearer you remember them.

Angry as Song Tan has scolded for more than 1000 times: "It's too cheap."

Blaming Hua Yi for being so good at hearing, he handed over the job and immediately came back to find Song Tan.He pushed open the door and entered, and Song Tan's curse sounded in his ears.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Why are you still scolding me?"

Song Tanzheng was irritable, and said angrily: "You are quite self-aware,"

Hua Yi was not annoyed, he went in, picked up the book that was lying on the ground, patted the dust on the pages, and turned over to read the book, suddenly he felt a palpitation for no reason, it was an agricultural book.

In the past, Song Tan was the best at poetry, wine, qin and tea, and laughed at him for reading agricultural books, but now he reads them himself. Does this count as a change for him?So he was even more sure that Song Tan had feelings for him.

There is still a wet veil lying not far from the books.

Hua Yi recognized that it was his handkerchief, he picked it up without any distaste, carefully observed the ingredients on it, and felt sorry for Song Tan, "Why are you still crying?"

Song Tan glanced at the handkerchief in Hua Yi's hand, "Dirty."

Hua Yi held it in the palm of his hand, he was squatting now, he looked up at Song Tan on the bed, and said affectionately: "I don't dislike you, everything about you is the best."

Song Tan suppressed his smile, and pretended to praise: "It's my luck to have you like this."

Hua Yi thought that Song Tan loved to listen, and wanted to open his mouth to say a few more lingering words of love, but Song Tan suddenly smiled mysteriously, with a bit of complacency on his face, "But..."

Hua Yi narrowed his eyes vigilantly.

Song Tan finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "But I didn't cry, it was Song Ansong who cried! What you are holding is his tears and snot!"

Hua Yi was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the colors in front of his eyes turned into gray and dark colors.

He threw away the handkerchief in his hand, and the sticky and wet feeling on his hand was lingering. He stood up and wanted to say something to Song Tan, but seeing his smile so brightly, he couldn't bear to disturb him. He could only look at Song Tan with mixed feelings.

Song Tan was still smiling, "Hahaha, isn't it embarrassing? My heart is really bad. After two or three days of nothing, there will be a gentle and pleasant Mr. Pianpian by your side."

Hua Yi didn't quite understand what Song Tan was talking about, he just thought that he was deliberately provoking him again, Hua Yi was indeed swayed by him again, he had no time to argue, turned around and walked away, washing his hands.

The author has something to say:

#宋晋生活读师##华易想应# (?)

Key points: the newcomer is not a mistress, is not a mistress, is not a mistress

The sudden loss of the sisters made me wonder if this chapter caused discomfort

I'm a panic-prone author and if there's a problem I fix it right away

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