Mismarried

Chapter 15

Shiqi doesn't like Zhefeng to bump into Lu Zhile, but he can't beat him, so in desperation, he can only sulk to himself, but Lu Zhile coaxes him patiently. It was dead of night.

Lu Zhile and Zhefeng returned to the couple's bedroom together. The room was pitch black, not even an inch of moonlight shone in. Obviously, the moment they entered the room, they had already entered another illusion.

The mirror in the illusion is the dream of the person in the illusion.It seems that my cousin can still accept the fact that Huilan is married at this time, otherwise, he would not choose to appear in such a peaceful way, at least not to mention killing people, at least it will at least destroy the newlyweds of the two. It was right to make the dogs and dogs restless at night.

But the truth is that there is neither.

A faint light flickered in the distance, and a hazy white light gradually lit up in the dark dreamland. A Huilan in a red wedding dress came out of the darkness. She didn't seem to know where she was, and she was looking around in a daze and panic.

Suddenly, a scholar in a monochromatic robe appeared behind her. The moment Whelan turned her head to see that person, the blank panic on her face dissipated immediately, and her black and white eyes were instantly stained with pain. Heart, her nose fluttered, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word, she just looked at her beloved yesterday and shed tears.

"Whelan, you look so good in your wedding dress..." Cousin was still as gentle as ever, but this time he didn't raise his hand to help Huilan wipe away the hot tears from the corners of his eyes, because even if he raised his hand, he couldn't wipe it away Half a tear from the corner of her eye.

Lu Zhile looked at the sadness in his cousin's eyes, and always felt that he didn't say the last half of the sentence - if he married me, it would be fine...

What the cousin couldn't say, Lu Zhile could understand, and Huilan naturally understood, she choked up and said: "Cousin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you, it's me..." After a pause, she murmured in a low voice : "I don't have the courage to die again..."

Hearing this, my cousin didn't show any resentment, but just asked, "Whelan, will you love him?"

It is not necessary to say who this "he" refers to.Whelan immediately said: "Of course not, cousin, I have loved you since I was a child, others don't know, don't you know?" Cousin has no mother since he was a child, and his father died of illness when he was 12 years old.

Cousin was taken to live with his uncle from that year on. Whelan was only ten years old at that time. Although the two of them were very young at that time, there was still a seed called 'like' in each other's hearts. The heart sprouts quietly, although it has not blossomed and bear fruit so far, but the tender bud is still as beautiful as it was back then.

The cousin showed a gratified smile, "Okay," he looked at the hairpin on Huilan's hair, and his tone was full of love, "Then you can live well, and I will wait for you forever."

"Cousin..." Whelan had too many things to say, but when she wanted to convey her feelings with a hug, she couldn't even touch a piece of her cousin's clothes, obviously In front of her eyes, she could hug her cousin as soon as she stretched out her hand, but...she just couldn't hug her cousin, no matter how much she tried, how much she cried, it was useless, because there was a vast gap between the two of them...

Although my cousin is just a wandering soul now, he has long since lost his breath and heartbeat, but when he saw Whelan so sad and anxious, he still felt a faint pain in the apex of his chest that was no longer rising and falling.

"Why can't I hug you, cousin..." Whelan's tear-filled eyes were full of anxiety and grievance. Of course she knew why she couldn't hug you, but she was cowardly and unwilling to admit it, and even more so I dare not admit that my cousin became like this because of her.

The cousin smiled softly, and then raised his arms to wrap Whelan in his arms, "Silly girl, why are you crying, isn't it just here?"

"Hmm..." Whelan looked down at the phantom shadow of her cousin's arm around her waist, and the hot tears that slid down her cheeks passed through the phantom shadow, and immediately shattered into countless dream bubbles when they fell on the ground. For example, death yesterday, everything today is self-made fruit, she closed her eyes in silence, trying to feel this embrace as much as possible, but what she felt was a desolate emptiness, she said with a faint hope: " Cousin, hold me tight..."

"Hold tight." The cousin tightened his arms a little more, but this just happened to not enter Whelan's body, but he still couldn't feel the warmth of the person in his arms.

He knew that it was him who had no warmth. He could no longer hug his beloved, and he could no longer use his chest to warm her. He also knew that no matter how close they were, no matter how close they were, How much they want to hug each other, but the distant world between them is something they can never cross.

If someone asks his cousin if he regrets going to die with Whelan at this time, he will definitely answer regret, but the reason for regret is not because he is dead and Whelan is still alive, but because...he can no longer touch To my lover....

"Cousin," Whelan looked up at him, "will you reincarnate?"

The cousin said: "No, didn't I just say that I will wait for you, and will always stay by your side in the future. Since I have promised you, I will never leave you."

"Okay." Whelan smiled, her passion flowing like water.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed again, and Lu Zhile, who had escaped from that scene, unexpectedly found that a tear dripped from the corner of his eye at some point, and the tear slipped quietly over the red mole at the corner of his eye, in a trance. For a while, he felt as if he had heard that sentence somewhere...

But he can't remember at all...

"Xiaoyue?" Zhefeng didn't look at the two people in the illusion from the beginning to the end, but just kept watching Lu Zhile, and suddenly saw two lines of hot tears in his eyes, and suddenly felt a little flustered, although he didn't know why this panic came from. Where did it come from.

"Oh," Lu Zhile smiled, bending his tear-stained eyes, "I'm fine, it's just that the teardrops are relatively low."

Lu Zhile is not a sentimental person, let alone thinking about unnecessary things, so he only thinks that he is too deeply involved in the drama, so he will have this special feeling, so when the next illusion is formed, he will I have put that melancholy emotion behind me.

Zhefeng was half-ignorant, but seeing that he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more, but got closer to him.

Lu Zhile noticed it, and just smiled lightly, didn't say anything, and seemed to be staring at the illusion in front of him seriously.Probably it was too long, so the picture was accelerated this time, and the picture like a marquee changed rapidly in front of his eyes.

He saw that the groom took good care of Whelan, and he also saw that Whelan's cold and alienated expression gradually softened under the care of the groom day after day. increment.

From late autumn to early winter, from late autumn to early spring, the dark fragrance of the trees blooms gracefully in the remaining snow, and the meteor-like picture just stops at noon when the garden is full of spring.

The courtyard is full of fragrance, but no one enjoys the spring.A group of people gathered in front of a closed casement, all of them looked anxious, and a graceful and luxurious woman was covering her heart tightly with her hand holding a handkerchief, crying, "I'm miserable!" Son, if you go, how will mother live..."

The young woman who supported her by the side, that is, Huilan, although her face was also full of anxiety, she still held back her tears and comforted her: "Mother, don't worry, the husband will not leave us just like this." .” After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and pressed the corner of her eye.

"Lady Lan said that," the middle-aged man on the other side also said seriously: "The doctor said that Kang'er's health has improved during the last visit, and I think it's because of the warm and cold weather that I fell ill today. Ma'am, don't worry too much."

"You said it lightly. Kang'er has been in a coma for two days. How can I not worry?" The woman stared at the man with red eyes.

Seeing that her parents-in-law were about to quarrel, Whelan just wanted to persuade her, but at this moment the door of the bedroom opened from the inside, and an old man with a white beard came out. What a relief.

However, the woman loved her child so much that she didn't have the heart to observe the old man's expression at all. She just asked eagerly, "Old Wang, is my Kang'er better? Are you awake?"

Whelan and the man were both frowning and holding their breath, waiting for an answer that would reassure them.

As one wished, the old man nodded slowly, "Master Ling is fine, I just gave him the needle, and he won't be able to wake up for the time being." The old man looked at the blue sky, thought for a moment and said, "Probably Will wake up in the evening."

Several people quickly expressed their thanks, Madam sent someone to take the old man back, and stopped by the pharmacy to pick up the medicine.

And the groom who worried everyone didn't wake up until nightfall. After waking up, he first said a few words with his parents to comfort the two elders.After his parents left, he said to Whelan, "Miss, are you worried about me?"

Huilan knew that he asked this question on purpose. Hearing this, she first raised her pink fist and lightly hammered Chen Kang's chest. When she spoke again, the tears that she had held back for a day finally came out, sobbing: "Who is worried about you?" , I'm not worried about you, you can sleep as long as you want, I'm happy to be free."

Chen Kang gave a weak laugh, then raised one hand to hold her fist, wiped away the tears on her cheeks with the other hand, and said softly: "I don't want to sleep more, I can't see my flowery and jade-like beauty for a day. My lady, I'm going crazy thinking about it, I'm going crazy thinking about it."

"You are the only one who will be poor." Whelan turned her head shyly,

Chen Kang put her hand on his thin chest, "Every sentence is sincere, can my lady feel it?"

"I still can't feel it now. You won't feel it until you live to be a hundred years old." I don't know when Huilan was very afraid of losing Chen Kang. Every time Chen Kang fell ill, she was terrified. As soon as he couldn't get sick, he left her and left...

"Woman, don't worry." Chen Kang bent down, buried his head in Huilan's abdomen and rubbed gently, "For you and our child, I will let this sick and disabled body live to be a hundred years old." After a pause, he continued: "I want to watch my children grow up and get married, and I want to see plum blossoms with you. One hundred years old is not enough to be with you, I want..."

He couldn't say it, because he knew that Huilan's next life had been promised to another person, and he also knew that his happy time in the past few months was just borrowed from that person. Although he couldn't meet Huilan for life after life, But he is still very satisfied with the current happiness, so he dare not greedy for the next life, although he really wants...

"Okay," Whelan helped him up, and smiled through tears: "If you want to see the plum blossoms, you must first take care of your body. Come on, sit down, I will feed you the medicine first, if you don't drink it, you will be cold." Whelan could hear the worry in his words, but she still pretended not to hear.

At first, when she didn't understand Chen Kang, she only thought that he was a dying cripple, and she always hoped that he would die soon, so that she could be freed as soon as possible, but the world is impermanent, and people never know at what stage fate will give you Set what a surprise.

Just like Whelan still can't believe that she would be touched by Chen Kang's tenderness from the bottom of her heart after getting along with her casually, so that she didn't even know when she fell in love with him.

But... She just likes it, and she can't give more, because those have already been given to her cousin.

One of the two people in the picture is feeding the medicine and the other is drinking the medicine. Their eyes are full of love, and even the air around them, which is full of bitter medicine, is rippling and sweet.

This picture is so beautiful and peaceful, and because of this, Lu Zhile didn't notice at first that there was a resentful soul filled with thick black mist, floating above the bed, watching the two with extremely resentful eyes, It seems that it can swallow the two of them at any time, but it is trying to endure...

The author has something to say: Seventeen: Huh!I made soy sauce in this chapter!Not even a single line!

Lu Zhile: Good boy, there will be tomorrow...

Zhefeng: Hmph, I don’t even look at what character I am.

Seventeen (with a knife resting on his neck): Xiaole!Today there is him without me and I without him!You can only choose one of me and him!

Lu Zhile: ...... choose you, choose you, you first take the knife away from my neck.