pregnant woman legend

"Brother Sheng! Brother Sheng! Don't stop me..."

Xiang Jingxing waved away the young man who blocked him, turned his head and shouted angrily: "Go away!" Then he raised his foot, kicked open the thin door with a "bang", and rushed in in the blink of an eye. .

Mo Li was still in that weak state, was pushed hard by the master and almost hit the wall, fell to the corner of the wall and couldn't get up for a long time.After finally recovering her breath, she hurriedly staggered into the back room, only to see Xiang Jing Xing standing in the empty room in a daze.

Mo Lu was stunned immediately, Brother Sheng was still lying on the bed just now, where did he go now?

"What about him? Where's Brother Sheng?"

Mo Li was picked up by the collar by the master, his feet were off the ground, he could hardly breathe, his face was flushed, but he couldn't speak.

Because he didn't know where the boy who was lying on the bed just now had gone.

A gust of cold wind hits, and the heavy chill envelops bursts of plum fragrance into the room, which dilutes the warmth and medicinal fragrance in the house. The wide-open window sash flutters slightly with the wind, and a blooming red plum blossoms in the corner of the wall. The bottom is in full bloom, as gorgeous as blood.

The coldness caused both master and slave in the room to tremble, their dizzy minds cleared up, and they understood instantly.Xiang Jingxing was furious, he threw away the ink wisp casually, shouted "Brother Sheng!", and jumped out of the open window.

Snow had just fallen at night and spread a thick layer on the ground.In the early morning, the snow outside the window had not been cleaned in time, and the vast expanse of whiteness was very clean, which made the messy footprints left behind extraordinarily clear and dazzling.

Fortunately, there was only one person's footprint left on the snow, and Brother Sheng probably ran out by himself.

Xiang Jingxing followed the trace and ran all the way.

Behind him still followed a staggering thin figure, but it was Mo Lu, the servant who was serving Brother Sheng personally.

This is a piece of simple folk house located on the outskirts of the city, with large fields and bleak forests and grasslands outside.It is cold in winter, and no one is willing to go out in the cold wind at this moment, so in the blank gray world, from a distance, there are only two small black dots looking for people one after the other.

At some point in the gloomy sky, scattered snowflakes began to fall again, and Xiang Jingxing walked quickly, but within an instant of incense, he had already found the boy who had fallen into the snow and was struggling.

"Brother Sheng!"

Xiang Jing Xing rushed forward all the way to hug the young man in his arms, but after just seeing each other, tears were already rolling down his eyes, he could hardly believe his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Sheng, brother Sheng, yes You? How did you...how did you become like this..."

"Don't look, don't look..." The young man struggled weakly in Xiang Jingxing's arms, his body, which was only wearing a thin undershirt, was almost cold, even so, he still covered it with his sleeves face, and covered Xiang Jing Xing's eyes with his hands that were purple with cold.

He was sick and boneless, thin and out of shape, his former high spirits and handsome figure were gone, and his only refreshing voice still had a trace of his former charm, but his weakness at the moment made him look even more pitiful.

Xiang Jing Xing was heartbroken and didn't know what to do, so he could only call him loudly: "Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng..."

Knowing that he was very cold and ill, Xiang Jing Xing hurriedly took off his big clothes, and wrapped the boy in his arms tightly.He said again: "It's too cold here, let's go back and talk about it first?"

When we met for the first time, the boy was still taller than Xiang Jingxing, but now that he was holding him in his arms, he seemed to have lost weight and turned into a small ball, like turning back time, Xiang Jingxing was better than Sheng Like a year older.

"No." The young man's thin voice was like a dead leaf that could break when it snapped, extremely fragile: "You...don't move...hug...hug me..."

"Okay, okay, I won't move, I'll hold you..." Xiang Jingxing burst into tears: "Brother Sheng, I'm already back... But why do you... ...how did you become like this..."

After waiting for two years, I never expected such an ending.

Kneeling in the snow, holding the sick young boy in Xiang Jingxing's arms, the tears dripping from his eyes wet the skirt of his clothes, he choked up and couldn't say: "Why don't you want to see me...you still want yourself. .....run away...."

The young man covered his face, and said weakly: "I didn't expect... to see you again... I was thinking about it, no matter what, I have to see you again so I can be reconciled... So... I have been struggling until today... I was outside the room just now... I heard your voice, and I suddenly felt... I really look like this Yes... I really can't see you again..."

Brother Sheng's words have become a bit incoherent: "I know you love me...for my appearance...but I...even if it's only these...willing to... ...I just hope that in the future...you can occasionally think of...I...I have no face to see you...I just feel unwilling. ..... Molu he... just listen to my.... stop you... and... no offense to you... ..meaning...in the future...I still hope you...you...you..."

The breath gradually weakened, and gradually there was no sound.

But the young man refused to remove the sleeves that covered his face until his death, only tears soaked his thin sleeves.

"No—Brother Sheng!!!" Xiang Jing Xing hissed like a wounded and dying wolf.

The sky and the earth are boundless, only the cold wind howls past, and the snow has stopped at some point.

Mo Li stood indifferently in the distance and looked at the two people who were embracing each other, his face was flushed by the cold wind, but no tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.It was just the hand hanging under the sleeve, slowly, slowly clenched into a fist...

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Opening his eyes suddenly, Mo Lu's eyes, which had not yet escaped from the pain of the past, quickly slid a trace of hatred. He looked at the bed curtain above his head, and let out a sigh of relief: "So, it was a dream... ..”

He slowly got up, and then in the darkness, he leaned against the head of the bed and quietly lost his mind.

At the same time, Xiang Jingxing, who was sleeping soundly in the mandarin duck tent, also woke up suddenly from his dream.The hangover headache and the scene in the dream made him irritated, his heart was oppressed and sad, and his throat was so thirsty that he felt uncomfortably dry. He was about to ring the bell to call someone in a daze, but he suddenly woke up from the sleeping little man beside him. , I woke up in my head for a while, frowned for a moment, and then carefully avoided the little arms and legs of the child who was sleeping around, and got up with clothes on.

He poured two cups of herbal tea from the teapot on the table and drank it, Xiang Jing Xing felt better for a while.

I also dreamed of the scene where Brother Sheng died in my arms...

And at the end of the dream, everything is fixed in the sharp and persuasive eyes of his mother, Mrs. Liu.She said: "Don't you believe me? I didn't instigate it!" She added: "I didn't expect things to turn out like this... You should understand that I did all of this for you......"

Xiang Jingxing sighed deeply.

Mrs. Liu never believed in such things as love. If she ever believed in such things, she would have lost all her thoughts after marrying Mr. Xiang. Therefore, when she found out about the relationship between Xiang Jingxing and Brother Sheng, She was not as angry and unreasonable as others imagined.

She calmly explained to Xiang Jing Xing the various reasons why they could not be together, in order to persuade her only son.

And Xiang Jing Xingbi fashion believed that his mother who loved him since he was a child would understand his persistence and ideas. He said that he would stay with Brother Sheng for the rest of his life and would not marry other people, so he would rather give up the inheritance rights of the Xiang family.

Mrs. Liu finally got angry.

But she was still very rational, so Mrs. Liu took a cold approach.She said: You have a young heart, and your persistence at this time is nothing more than a momentary passion. In the future, when you meet other outstanding people, you may also empathize with them... It is that brother Sheng, but how much I can't tell the days and I will change my heart and forget you...

What he said made the young Xiang Jingxing very dissatisfied.So the mother and son made a two-year agreement. During this period of time, Xiang Jingxing will not meet Brother Sheng and only concentrate on studying. If after two years he still misses Brother Sheng, Mrs. Liu will consider accepting it. Brother Sheng's matter.

At that time, Xiang Jingxing believed in his teenage love, so he sent his confidant, Moliu, to Brother Sheng to take care of his beloved lover. On the trip to study abroad.

Unexpectedly, after two years, everything will change.Xiang Jingxing returned to Jiangling City as promised, and found his first love, but his lover died in his arms on the morning of the reunion...

It's only been two years...

Xiang Jingxing remembered the turmoil that followed, his own mad attack and the chaos in the mansion... Finally, Xiang Jingxing ran away from home in a fit of anger, and he left for seven years.

Thinking about it now, his biggest mistake at the time was that he should not have put the initiative of the whole matter in his mother's hands. If he hadn't left for those two years, if he hadn't kept Brother Sheng away from him for so long, if he hadn't He will not be outspoken, and keeps saying that he would rather not inherit the right to the Xiang family for the sake of Brother Sheng. He is innocent enough to think that all his thoughts and actions will be understood by his mother, and the tragedy that follows will probably not happen.

Xiang Jingxing thought of Liu Yiniang who was kicked out of the mansion by his mother after he found out about himself and Brother Sheng.Brother Sheng is the only single seedling of Aunt Liu's direct cousin's family, but Mrs. Liu thinks that all this is just out of Aunt Liu's calculations, the purpose is to make Brother Sheng seduce Xiang Jingxing and make him marry Xiang Jingxing without regard for dignity. Men have sex with each other, and even act recklessly, ruining their reputation, and even losing their status as the heir of the Xiang family.

Xiang Jing Xing stroked his chest and smiled wryly.

Not to mention that the Sixth Aunt had just entered the mansion not long ago and had no children under her knees. Even if Xiang Jingxing lost her status as heir, it would not be of any benefit to her; Brother Sheng alone was only because of the death of his parents. She could rely on her, so she had no choice but to move to Jiangling City, thinking that since Aunt Liu married into the Xiang Mansion, she must be able to get some care and study in peace.

Furthermore, even if she really wanted to seduce Xiang Jingxing, Liu Yiniang would not be able to pay for the only single seedling of her cousin's family. There is more than one beautiful boy in this world, Brother Sheng.

It was just the most beautiful encounter, but it happened to be splashed with so much dirty malice.

In other words, Mrs. Liu at that time was just venting her anger.

From then on, Xiang Jingxing understood that whatever he wanted, he had to try his best to hold it in his hand, which was the right way.

This also slowly created Xiang Jing Xing's current character.

The numb pain in the heart gradually faded away, the sky outside began to brighten, and a layer of gray mist gradually floated in the dark room, making it look a bit ethereal.Xiang Jingxing's gaze drifted unconsciously into the warm tent that Xu Xu was covering up, so those black eyes instantly became gentle: The current self should be able to protect the person he likes well, right?

No, it should be said that the tragedies of the past cannot be repeated.

Xiang Jingxing clenched his fist and stood up.

It's getting late, and he still has a lot to do.

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