Lady's Love Letter GL

The day Mrs. Wang came to my house, I had mixed feelings. I haven't seen her for a long time. She has aged a lot, and I still don't like her, but this time she gave the dowry simply and generously.

Three years later, everything seems to be back to the original point.

On days like this, I really want to see Bai Xuanwei.Knowing that there are too many people in the mansion right now and it is not suitable to go out, I still took advantage of the dead of night and quietly went to the Duoyue Building.

Bai Xuanwei didn't know if it was because she couldn't sleep well every day, or because she was connected with me, when I opened the door and walked in, she was sitting on the bed, as if she was thinking about something in her mind.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

"Ah?" She was stunned for a moment before replying, "It's nothing."

"Is your body better?" I went up and rubbed the broken hair on her forehead. She doesn't like complicated buns. When she used to do it herself, it was always a bit messy. Now she is In the midst of an injury, he needed others to take care of him, so his hair became docile.I don't like this kind of obedience, so luckily I kneaded it more messily.

"Yeah." She moved back.

"Don't perfunctory me, let me ask you, are you feeling better?"

"It's better, I'm a little tired and want to rest."

I heard that I put down the brocade box in my hand, sat beside her, and untied her clothes, "Go to bed later, I want to do something."

Bai Xuanwei is a very sensitive person, especially sensitive to my emotions, she neither misunderstood my meaning, but also seemed to have a premonition, she quickly held my hand and said, "Let's wait another day."

"It's up to you." I slapped her hand away and stripped her upper body clean. She looked at me awkwardly. I pressed her onto the bed and comforted her, "Be good, don't move around."

"What do you want to do?"

I freed one hand to open the brocade box, took out a slender silver needle, and said, "Tattoo for you."

She turned around and said to me, "It's too dark at night, I won't be able to see clearly, can I do it next time?"

I smiled and twiddled my fingers, and after flicking lightly, several unburned candles on the candlestick lit up instantly, "Look, it's just right now."

"It will hurt a lot. I don't feel well." She shook her head, with a hint of pleading in her tone.

"Then what should I do? You promised me." I twisted the silver needle and moved it around her collarbone, "Besides, you can't beat me right now."

Seeing that my attitude was completely different from the previous few visits, she also knew that I had no intention of arguing, so she just sighed resignedly, and the silver needle pierced her ribs, and I said, "I don't like your sighing." .”

She lay down silently, and I rode on her lap, bent over and sculpted at her waist.

"Tattoos were born out of tattooing punishment. According to the book, tattooing punishment is one of the five ancient punishments. It has existed since the Zhou Dynasty. It is much simpler to implement than tattooing. You only need to tattoo on the face or other parts of the body, and then paint it on." Ink is fine. Many people think that tattooing is the lightest punishment compared with 劓, gong, 刖, and killing. But I think this kind of punishment is like imprinting a person, and the person who is punished must carry it for the rest of his life. Pass."

My technique was unfamiliar, Bai Xuan trembled with pain from time to time, he was neither willing nor caring to chat with me.

I didn't take it seriously, and just continued to say quietly, "When it came to my court, what was originally a punishment gradually became a kind of decoration. It is also written in the poem that there are many young heroes in Chang'an, and their arms compete with each other. Oh, yes, I remember an elder brother who grew up with me, who actually carved the pavilions, gardens, trees, birds and animals onto his arms."

"Hey, Bai Xuanwei, do you like the former meaning or the latter? I prefer the former. I will mark you and you will belong to me until death."

Her emotions finally became turbulent, and she replied, "Don't treat me like this, don't treat me like this at this time."

I stopped what I was doing, leaned forward, turned my head sideways, and looked at her intently, "Do you feel wronged by me treating you like this?"

She nodded.

I smiled and planted a kiss on the tip of her nose, "It's good to be wronged, anything is better than you being dead, we haven't had a good conversation for a long time."

"What are you doing?"

"Let me ask you, if you thought of asking Fan Guogong to help you hide your tracks in advance, why didn't you think of healing yourself, or you planned to die in the first place."

When I mentioned this, she seemed to be in a heart-wrenching pain, and she closed her eyes tightly in pain, as if she didn't want to take another look at this world.

"I'm ashamed and ashamed. At the beginning, I was ashamed to find a way out for myself, but now this emotion is even worse. When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I was not what I imagined. Bearing my sins, I still want to live in the world. What do you have to be ashamed of? I am just an ordinary person. You see, my hands are covered with blood, and I still only say, I, I, me. Maybe a sinner, just You should spend your whole life going around in circles with yourself, circle after circle.”

"Then don't think about it." I paused word by word, "Then just fall."

Seeing her noncommittal, I suddenly thought of someone, "Xia Xianchun's daughter, Xia Lingxi, is still at my house. Both of her parents are dead, and only her mother's house has a distant cousin. It is said that her cousin has always indulged in extravagance and licentiousness." Wudu. Don't you like children the most? I want Xia Lingxi to come over and give it to you, okay?"

She laughed miserably when she heard the words, she didn't know if she was laughing at herself or us.

"Hypocrisy is also kindness. I don't know how to take care of people, and I don't like this kind of stupid kid. If you can't bear to see her suffer, just live well."

"You don't have to please me like this, Jingze, you were not born to do this kind of thing."

"But I want you to live happily." Caressing between her brows, I suddenly had the courage to mention something I was afraid to mention, "Did you have a happy childhood, Bai Xuanwei, did she love you?"

She looked stunned, and of course she knew who I was talking about.

I threw the silver needle, stood up, and smiled wryly, "Is it because I knelt down to beg you, but you wouldn't even open your mouth?"

After a long period of silence, she gently tugged at the corner of my clothes, and said slowly, "She loves me very much, she is gone, Bi Luo Huang Quan, there is no such person as her anymore."

Go up to the poor and fall, go down to the underworld.

I can seem to see her walking alone in a green shirt, "When you came back last time, you were resting. Pingting talked about you with me. She said that feelings are never pure. This person has a beautiful life. This person There are poems and books in his stomach, this person is interesting to talk, and even meeting this person can satisfy a small vanity by himself. It's all good, and it shouldn't be ugly for a reason."

She seemed unable to believe that I would say such a thing, and said, "You don't hate me anymore?"

"I hate you, and I also want to try to reconcile with myself. I only compromise this time, don't chase anymore, Bai Xuanwei, just stop here."

"I love you." She said, tears fell down the line, and she said again, "But how do we reconcile with life."

The author has something to say:

Probably because I don’t like the word "substitute" and have been entangled with it for so long, I wrote this chapter and felt that "sickness" has become untenable. Why don't I change the name to "Lady Chen Love Letter" and see you manually.