Jinghua old dream

"The third child is a different person." Su Yu suddenly turned his back to the two of them, turned his gaze to the door, and faced the boundless night, his voice was also slightly ethereal. He seemed to think of something, but he continued to speak: "The mind is heavy and Don't fight when things happen. If something will cause trouble, you don't think about how to solve it, but you run away from it at the first time... just treat it as if you don't care at all, and that matter doesn't matter to you."

"Can you really not be sad? If you pretend to be indifferent, are you really indifferent?" Su Yu laughed, but he smiled tiredly. He turned his head, "If you two are together, you are more than ordinary people. The pressure is much greater, but because of his own temper, he wronged the other party, and even, just broke up, and couldn't bear even a little pressure. Are you sure—" the voice almost sighed, "It's worth it?"

His answer was silence.

The two sat at the table, each lost in thought.

The candle on the candlestick wept a few more tears before hearing someone speak again.Su Jingming looked at Su Yu, and asked nervously and excitedly, "Third Uncle Sansan, I, I, I don't need to marry Miss Ye, Miss Ye?"

Su Yu instantly felt that all the heart-wrenching words were fed to the dog.He rolled his eyes helplessly and hated iron and steel, and nodded.

Fortunately, Su Jingyu rescued him at this time, and he felt "ashamed of the sage", so he heard Su Jingyu say: "Thank you, third uncle. I will not hide anymore. The world is like life, and in just a few decades— —What’s the point of hiding any more? It’s just secular, since I, Su Jingyu, have done it, I won’t be afraid of anything.”

Well, since I did it, I wouldn't be afraid. Su Yu felt something in his heart, but he didn't show it. He made a half-smile expression to show his inscrutability. He waved his hand, "Let's go."

Su Jingyu dragged Su Jingming out.After walking a few steps, he remembered something again, turned his head, and said again to Su Yu who was staring at the candlestick in a daze: "Third Uncle, although you have released us, but," he paused, and drew a naive smile. A harmless smile, "I still don't think you are a good person."

Su Yu: "Get lost!"

So Su Jingyu took Su Jingming's hand and "rolled" back to his room in high spirits and refreshed.After standing still at the door of the room, he looked at Su Jingming who had a dazed face, as if he hadn't figured out the situation, and he was in a good mood in an instant. He shook off Su Jingming's hand, and he gave him a vicious look: "You , Don’t even try to enter my room for a month!”

"...Ah?" Su Jingming was stunned. Just when he realized it, he was about to hug Su Jingyu's thigh tightly and "will not let go", when he heard a loud bang from the door in front of him accompanied by a few small noises - Su Jingyu had already come from inside. The door was bolted.

The youngest of the Su family instantly turned into a state of wanting to cry without tears.

The crescent moon shines on Jiuzhou, some families are happy and some are sad.Life has always been like this, when it is difficult to have both, you have to pursue some things, maybe it is better to hold on to other things you have in your hands first.

If you can't even hold tightly what you have in your hands, what are you going to pursue?

At this moment, Su Jing thought the same way.He felt that what he did back then was too hasty, but when he saw Zhong Lifei's soft sleeping face beside him, he didn't feel regretful.

If he hadn't killed Du Ke back then, he wouldn't be with Zhong Lifei now.

Probably the world is destined to end like this.

He smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to smooth Zhong Lifei's slightly frowning brows.He thought, cherish the person in front of him, that's all.

The meaning of life he pursued, the meaning of his wandering and wandering all these years, is nothing more than getting these five-character mottos.

The night passed quickly, and the day came with cold light again, and the earth, which was clearly illuminated by the light, began to interpret its various life styles again.

The hawkers have set up their stalls, the entrepreneurs have tied their bow ties, and are busy with another round of work, the factories have started to make new roars, and the trains have started to emit new white steam.There was a constant stream of people coming and going.Everyone has their own way of life.

They are all alive.

Great mountains and rivers, magnificent and beautiful, some people ignore it, but others will always appreciate it.

Sheng Shen looked out of the window, and lightly folded a sewing needle in his hand into two pieces. He had already finished the dress. Almost all of them are exactly the same. If you look closely, they are so neat that it makes your scalp tingle—he threw away the sewing needle that was broken in two, and walked to the center of the room with the clothes, lit a charcoal basin, and waited for the charcoal to burn red. , he threw the suit that could be called a good one into it.

The clothes started to burn. The fire was not blazing, but it was a bit dazzling. He rubbed his forehead, turned his head to look at Sheng Xiu, and there was a trace of heaviness on his face, which usually had a sarcastic smile, "Have you decided?"

Sheng Xiu quickly replied, "Of course."

Sheng Shen was silent, and he turned his head again, his eyes were facing the charcoal basin, and he didn't speak again until he saw that the clothes were completely burnt in the fire, leaving a basin of black ash: "Then it's up to you, when the time comes Just don't regret it."

Sheng Xiu really wanted to refute him directly with "I won't regret it", but he opened his mouth several times, but couldn't say a word.

Sheng Shen ignored him and walked out of Shen Yue Pavilion.He walked to the Bishui Pavilion next to the Shenyue Pavilion and kicked Sheng Yang, who was stunned by Zhong Lifei at first and then fell asleep, Sheng Yang was still wearing the cheongsam, rubbing his eyes blankly and looking very confused.

Sheng Shen sighed slightly, and murmured again: "You are the only one who is stupid, and you are quite happy in a daze every day."

Only then did Sheng Yang come back to his senses, "...Second Brother?" He sat up again, "Yeah, it's dawn."

Shengshen kicked him again, "It's dawn, I'll take you to have breakfast."

Shengyang was aggrieved, covering the place where he was kicked like a little daughter-in-law, and followed his second brother downstairs in a daze.

After washing their faces in the back kitchen, the two of them sat down in the lobby of Hoi An Restaurant, and the waiter in the shop served breakfast. Sheng seemed to be in a bad mood. People eat happily.

He took a mouthful of the steamed stuffed bun and said vaguely, "Second Brother, I met a man a few days ago."

Sheng Shen didn't even raise his eyelids, and stabbed him directly, "Nonsense! Do you know people or ghosts?"

Shengyang began to feel wronged again, and swallowed a mouthful of steamed stuffed bun. He felt that the place that was hit seemed to be repaired automatically, so he said again: "I think he is very strange."

Sheng Shen slowly put a mouthful of porridge into his mouth.

"His eyes are blue, and not the blue of foreign devils. It has a feeling of looking at the sea in the south of us. It is very clear, very deep, very..." Sheng Yang was still searching for adjectives, looked up But when he saw their second brother's face changed, he couldn't help but ask, "Second brother, what's wrong with you!"

Sheng Shen got up suddenly, grasped Sheng Yang's arm in a daze, and the impatience in his voice almost never appeared in him: "The person you mentioned—where is he?"

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