General's Runaway Wife

Sleeping together at night, waking up alone in the morning.He opened his eyes and looked at the empty bed beside him.Yu Furong shook her head lightly.He sat up, took his own clothes, and put them on slowly.

Dressing and washing up, Yu Furong tidied up briefly before going out to the side hall for dinner.

No need to go to the kitchen to work, no need to carry water, chop wood.There is no need to do those drudgery and hard work.Yu Furong suddenly realized that besides eating, he seemed to have nothing to do at the moment.

Man, when working, longs for the time to sit down and rest.However, when I was really free, I found that there was nothing to do, but it was so boring.

Sitting in the living room, drinking the fragrant tea brought by the maid.Yu Furong couldn't help but recall what that man said last night.

Home? ?This is the most ordinary, but also the most extraordinary word.Although it is just one word, it contains too many meanings with warmth and happiness.It is more reassuring than those flashy love words, it is more yearning and full of temptation than those romantic romances.

Gently fiddled with the tureen, recalling the expression on the man's face when he spoke last night.Yu Furong curled the corners of her mouth.I smiled happily.

Putting down the tea bowl in her hand, Yu Furong stood up and walked out.

"Master, where are you going? The general ordered that if you go out of the mansion, you need to bring guards to protect you." Stepping forward, a little maid hurriedly blocked Yu Furong's way.

"No, I'm not going out of the residence. I'm just going to see the peach blossoms." Smiling, Yu Furong spoke softly.

"Looking at peach blossoms?" Hearing the master's answer, the little maid was shocked.

Looking at the back of the master leaving in a hurry, the little maid was full of doubts.It is late autumn now, and most of the flowers and trees in the garden have withered.If it is to appreciate chrysanthemums, it is reasonable to see sweet-scented osmanthus, but peach blossoms, how can there be any more at this moment?

Tingyu Pavilion

Standing in front of the gate of this courtyard, Yu Furong stopped in her tracks.This is Tingyu Pavilion, the place where he lived as a male favorite and as the Twelve Young Masters.There are not only peach blossoms all over the yard, but also bits and pieces of memories belonging to him, Liu Yan...

Raising her legs and taking slow steps, Yu Furong walked slowly into the courtyard step by step.

Because it is not the season of blooming flowers, although there are countless peach trees in the yard, there are only dead branches left, and there are no peach blossoms to enjoy.Walking among the peach trees one after another, the scenes of the past are like tides, gushing out from the deepest part of my heart.

"Laughing in the spring breeze?" Unknowingly, Yu Furong came to the gazebo at the end of the peach tree.

When was this pavilion built?Could it be that after I left, did someone else live here?

Looking at the extra gazebo, Yu Furong felt a little confused.The reason why he came here was to look for that Liu Yan five years ago, because he realized that the self five years later would no longer dare to love and hate like Cong Nian.

Yu Furong's calmness and tact, and his foresight and foresight, worrying about gains and losses.She is already completely different from the brave, firm, and indomitable Liu Yan five years ago.So, he wanted to find himself, he imagined to love that man as bravely and recklessly as before.

He doesn't want to love so spineless, and he doesn't want to love so cautiously, so timidly, so fragile.He wants to get back the courage and perseverance that belonged to Liu Yan, and he wants to do his best to love that person and build a home with him that belongs to two people.A home full of happiness and sweetness.

"Laughing at the spring breeze? Last year and today in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other red. I don't know where the human face is going, but the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze."

Could it be that this pavilion was built because of me? ? ?Chewing the three big characters "Laughing Spring Breeze" on the plaque.Yu Furong seemed to have solved the confusion in her heart...

Taking a step forward, he walked towards the main room inside.

Coming to the door, Yu Furong stopped, looking at the house, he couldn't help but sighed softly.Raising his hand, he slowly pushed open the half-hidden door.

Standing outside the door, looking at the layout and furnishings of the house that have not changed in the slightest.Yu Furong once again confirmed her thoughts.It seems that no one else lived here, and the pavilion was probably built by Mo Yi for himself.

After standing outside the door for a long time and thinking about it for a long time, Yu Furong just stepped into the door.Stepping on the long-haired carpet, she slowly came to the living room, and Yu Furong's hand slowly touched the pear wood round table.

The tablecloth on the table is red, embroidered with large peonies, like the most enchanting wedding dress, and more like a totem engraved with vicissitudes of memory.Fingertips gently slide over the flowers on the protruding and brocade.Yu Furong couldn't help but think of the past, the first time she was bullied by that man, it was on this table.

Alas, the vicissitudes of the world are so fast, eight years have passed in the blink of an eye...

Stepping inside, Yu Furong pushed open the door of the inner room, and pushed open the door full of laughter and laughter.

Neat furnishings, simple layout, nothing seems to have changed here.Only beside the bed was an extra frame and a red dress.

Stepping to the hanger, I looked at the high-quality, exquisitely handcrafted red dress with the pattern of double dragons playing with pearls embroidered with gold thread on the hanger.Yu Furong raised her eyebrows unconsciously.Whose is this red dress?No, the exact statement should be, whose wedding dress is this?

Hi clothes?That's right, this is indeed a wedding dress, no matter in terms of style or style, this is a wedding dress, a finely crafted, exquisite and dazzling wedding dress, a high-quality, expensive embroidery workshop I don't know how much thought and tailoring I have, I don't know how many nights I spent, and I made a unique and unique wedding dress.

Could it be that person?

I still remember that five years ago, Mo Yi had plans to get married.Could it be that this wedding dress belonged to that "bride"?

But why is this dress here?

Could it be that after I left, someone really lived here?

This thought made Yu Furong's heart sink again and again, directly sinking to the bottom of the valley.From the first time she saw the wedding dress on the hanger, Yu Furong could tell that the size was not that man's.From the first time she saw that dress, Yu Furong felt a faint pain in her heart.

pain.

Just the night before yesterday, he told me that he loves not only Yu Furong, but also Liu Yan.At that time, I was still fantasizing, perhaps, he, like me, had been in love for eight years.Perhaps, he also fell in love with me early in the morning.But, but at this moment, after seeing that dress, after thinking about that matter.Mo Yi, how do you want me to believe your words again?

At a loss, she backed up again and again, and Yu Furong fell down on the bed.Turning around and taking a look, the bed should have belonged only to me and that man.He smiled sadly.

With blank, unfocused eyes, he glanced around the whole room.As if she lost her soul, Yu Furong stood up blankly, he wanted to leave here, he didn't want to stay here, not even for a second.

"Pa..." As Yu Furong stood up and left, a white dress slipped off the bed and fell to the ground.

Turning back, looking at the white dress that fell on the ground, Yu Furong was stunned for a long time, then bent down and picked up the dress.

"Well, how could this clothes be on the bed???" Looking at the white clothes that belonged to her in her hand, Yu Furong's doubts deepened. Since someone else lived here, why would my clothes be on someone else's bed?Could it be that I was wrong, no one else lived here.

However, the furnishings here are free of dust, neat and clean, and well organized.There was no way it was a room that had been abandoned for five years.And that hanger and that wedding dress, how can I explain it? ?

Clutching the clothes in her hands, Yu Furong froze in place.

After being silent for a while, he stepped to the closet. He wanted to put the clothes in his hand back into the closet, but when he opened the closet and saw clearly the furnishings in the closet, he said no in astonishment. Speak up.

"Well, someone really lived here, it was him, he lived here all the time..."

He raised his hand and stroked the all black clothes in the closet.Yu Furong couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

There are gowns with round necks, cloaks with stand-up collars, tight-fitting and lightweight dunks, and elegant and calm brocade robes.There are many styles and styles of clothes here, and there are all kinds of clothes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, thin or thick.But all clothes are the same color.It is the deepest and deepest color, it is a dark night, it is an ink-stained sky.It is a mysterious black.

"It turns out that you have been living here. It turns out that you have been thinking about me. It turns out that you have been thinking about me, just like I am in the distant Ludu, and I have been thinking about you all the time."

Touching the clothes that belonged to that man one after another, touching that body, and the black clothes full of longing and affection.Yu Furong really hated herself.

Just a moment ago, he was still wondering whether his Ting Yuxuan was occupied by other male favorites!Has that man already placed others here.However, at this moment, he was surprised to find that the person living here was not someone else but Mo Yi.

It was him, and only him.Looking at the black and white furnishings in the closet.Seeing that every piece of black clothes is so intimately nestled next to his own white clothes.Yu Furong only felt sour in her heart and sour in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, during the five years since I left, he actually lived in this room so silently, sleeping with my white clothes in his arms every night.

"Fool, what a fool." Cursing the man in a low voice, Yu Furong's tears slipped down and fell on the white robe in her hand.

"How did you get here?"

Suddenly, the door of the room was opened, and a man's voice came from behind into Yu Furong's ears.

"No, it's nothing, just take a look." Wiping the tears off her face in a hurry, Yu Furong hurriedly put the white clothes in her hand back into the closet, closed the closet door, turned around, and looked at the man who was walking. The man in the bedroom.

"Look, is it the same as before?" Smiling, Mo Yi came to that person.

"Well, it seems that nothing has changed." Nodding slightly, Yu Furong looked around, her eyes still involuntarily looking at the dress on the hanger.

"Does this dress look good?" Smiling, the man asked tenderly.

"It's beautiful." Such a finely crafted piece of clothing, with such a good intention, from the fabric, to the tailor, to the embroiderer, and to every embroidered gold thread, is so strict that there is almost no imagination How could clothes not look good?

"Yan'er, can you try it on?" Taking the dress off the hanger, Mo Yi smiled and handed it to Yu Furong.

"Me, you let me wear it?" Looking at the man with a gentle face, Yu Furong was very confused.

"Why, you don't want to?" Staring at the man who hadn't reached out to pick up the dress, Mo Yi's eyes showed unconcealable disappointment.

"I, okay!" Although, Yu Furong was not willing to touch other people's clothes.However, seeing that man was quite persistent, he had no choice but to take the wedding dress reluctantly.

Seeing that he had taken the dress, Mo Yi smiled very contentedly.

"I'll wait for you outside." After saying that, Mo Yi turned around and walked away.

"You..." Looking at the man's leaving back, Yu Furong was stunned again.

After a while, Yu Furong reluctantly took off the green dress on her body, and put on that dress.He found differently that the clothes were neither too fat nor too big, but they were just right.As if it was tailor-made for him.

Stepping out of the inner room, Yu Furong came to the living room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mo Yi turned his head impatiently and looked inside.Seeing that person, wearing that bright red wedding dress, approaching him step by step with light steps, Mo Yi froze in place.

Beautiful, really beautiful, his Yan'er is definitely a thousand times, a hundred times more beautiful than imagined in this dress.This is his Yan'er, his new wife, his general's wife.

Although the date was postponed for five full years, he was still very fortunate that he had waited until this day, the moment when his Yan'er stood in front of him in a wedding dress.Waiting for this happiest and most beautiful moment.

"Yan'er, do you know that I have been waiting for five full years for this day?" Mo Yi slowly embraced the man in his arms, and said softly, full of emotion.

"Five years?" Looking up at the man, Yu Furong was very confused.

"Yes, if you hadn't left five years ago, maybe you would have put on this wedding dress for me and become my general's wife." Having said that, Mo Yi smiled.Smiled contentedly, although, this day came a little later.However, he still waited.

"General's wife? I was the one to marry five years ago?" Looking at the man in disbelief, Yu Furong couldn't believe her ears.He said, I am his general's wife? ? ? ?

Could it be that the person he wants to marry is me? ? ?

"Hehe, who else is there besides you?" Seeing his unbelievable appearance, Mo Yi shook his head slightly.

"But, but you never told me..." Looking at him, Yu Furong still couldn't believe it, it was true.

"Hehe, I want to give you a surprise, a surprise that can touch you for the rest of your life. However, you gave me an accident, an accident that I almost regret for the rest of my life. A big accident." Speaking of this, Mo There was a bit of complaint in Yi Yi's tone.

"I, I don't know, I really don't know, the new wife you are going to marry is me. If I knew, I wouldn't escape, I really don't know..." Yu Zi murmured, Yu Furong's tears slipped down.

It turns out that the person he wants to marry is me, how could this be?how could this be? ? ? ?

"Yan'er? Why are you crying???" Mo Yi frowned unknowingly, staring at the man who was crying silently.

"I'm sorry, I don't know, I really don't know. I..." Before Yu Furong finished speaking, the man's lips had already sealed his mouth.

"I never blamed you, never." Kissing the man's lips, Mo Yi cupped his face and looked into his tear-filled eyes.

"Why don't you hate me? Why are you still so kind to me?" People like him who are so heartless, blatantly escaped marriage, and blatantly abandoned him.Where is he missing?Where is it worthy of his pampering?

Why don't you want to hate him?Why do you still treat him so well?Doesn't he know that treating him well will make him feel more ashamed and guilty?Doesn't he know that his recklessness will make him feel ashamed and regret for the rest of his life?

"Why do I hate you? If you didn't exist, who would make me love so truly? Love so unforgettable? Love so without regrets?

Yan Er, you taught me how to love.It was you who taught me love.So, I fell in love with you, deeply in love with you.From the moment I fell in love with you, all the pain, all the tribulations are no longer important to me.As long as I can be together, I am content. "

"General..." Tears welled up in her eyes again, and Yu Furong threw herself into the man's arms.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that he chose to return to this man's arms.I am extremely fortunate that I had a whim today.If he didn't come here on a whim, how could he know these unknown secrets?If he didn't come here today, then, is that man planning to hide him for the rest of his life?Don't let him know, don't let him feel guilty, and don't let him feel sad?

Mo Yi, Mo Yi, you idiot.You who are so persistent, who guard this love silently, who have no complaints or regrets, who silently miss me and wait for me, what should I do?

My love, my big fool, what can I do to make up for the harm I have done to you?

What should I do to repay the affection and love I owe you?

In addition to loving you, in addition to loving you with all my heart, in addition to loving you without complaint or regret, in addition to loving you all my life and being by your side, what else can I do?