"I was too self-righteous before." Xiao Jinxing explained, "I thought..."

An Ning looked at him indifferently.

There seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a faint smile seemed to be unable to even hate him.

Just so powerless.

So hopeless.

Xiao Jinxing lowered his eyes.

never mind.

What can he say.

No matter what he said, An Ning felt that he was lying to her.

For An Ning, he really never gave her a sense of security.

Now she is so disliked.

He said, "You're drunk and take a break soon."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

No more imagination left to yourself.

And his departure did not cause An Ning to have any emotional fluctuations.

He didn't finish what he said.

She is not interested.

She just looked at Xiao Jinxing's back, tall and noble, with such a tall and slender figure, but suddenly felt lonely and lonely.

She lay back on the bed.

My eyes just looked at the gorgeous curtain in front of me, and tears wet my pillow along the corners of my eyes.

She suddenly didn't know what she was crying.

Is it because of my sense of powerlessness in my life, or is it because of my longing for Fu Xingyi too much, or, other things...

...

General's Mansion.

Xie Ruotong was carried back by Song Yanqing.

Gong Jingyi looked at the two of them and was so scared that she didn't say anything at all.

She never thought that one day it would be her son-in-law who would bring the general back.

You must know that the son-in-law is wearing a weak body...

From this perspective, the pace is quite steady.

And from the back, my son-in-law's slender and straight figure suddenly became a little majestic at this moment.

Gong Jingyi was tactful and did not bother them.

I just watched my son-in-law carry the general back to the general's house and then close the door.

Song Yanqing put Xie Ruotong on the bed.

Still, I couldn't help but breathe.

Xie Ruotong is actually not heavy, of course she is a little heavier than ordinary women, but she feels that within the power of a man, and his current breathing is still too weak.

Song Yanqing rested for a while.

He got up and prepared to leave.

"Don't leave!" Xie Ruotong suddenly grabbed him.

Song Yanqing was slightly stunned.

He won't leave.

He just wanted to go out and have someone get some hot water in and wipe it for her so that she could fall asleep better.

But at this moment, Xie Ruotong suddenly pulled him.

Suddenly he took the initiative to pull him.

He felt that he could not move even a step away.

Song Yanqing sat next to Xie Ruotong's bed, looked at her rosy face, looked at her breathing with a little rapidity, and said docitfully, "Okay, I won't leave, I'll be with you."

Xie Ruotong opened her eyes in a daze when she heard the sound.

The eyes are no longer as cold as usual.

He seemed to see a trace of heat from her sight.

Song Yanqing's Adam's apple rolls.

Involuntarily, there was a hint of indescribable impulse.

He looked to one side.

Xie Ruotong's every move, every frown and smile can easily make him fall into trouble or even lose control.

"Song Yanqing." Xie Ruotong suddenly called him.

"Yes." Song Yanqing's voice was a little low and dull.

Even though, I worked very hard in the demonstration.

"Do you want to sleep with me?"

"...Cough, cough" Song Yanqing almost choked to death by saliva.

At this moment, because of Xie Ruotong's words, the blood was boiling!

Xie Ruotong's appearance before and after drunk is too different.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control it.

"Don't you want to?" Xie Ruotong asked again without getting Song Yanqing's answer.

"No." Song Yanqing said, trying very hard to calm himself down, "I'm afraid you don't want to."

"I really don't want to..." Xie Ruotong murmured.

Song Yanqing finally realized what the feeling of the two heavens of ice and fire is.

The last moment was still passionate and ready to move.

At this moment, my whole body was covered with cold water.

"I will remember that you and Xie Ruilin were having sex with you, and Xie Ruilin was pregnant with you." Xie Ruotong whispered.

The person who once said that he should promise his life-saving grace, and only married her and never took a concubine in this life, finally disappointed her.

"I'm sorry." Song Yanqing apologized.

The sound also became dark.

If he hadn't recognized the wrong person, if he hadn't believed Xie Ruilin incorrectly, he and Xie Ruotong wouldn't have reached this point, and they wouldn't have been so riddled with holes.

It's all his fault.

It was his stupidity that caused Xie Ruotong to suffer so much pain.

He held Xie Ruotong's hand, as if he was tighter again.

"Xie Ruilin's child has nothing to do with you," Song Yanqing explained.

There seemed to be a tacit understanding between them, and they would never mention the past. Even if it was a long thorn, like a thorn in their throat, they were afraid that they would say it and hurt their already shaky feelings.

However, unexpectedly, Xie Ruotong took the initiative to mention it after getting drunk.

Xie Ruotong looked at Song Yanqing.

Did he know?!

Song Yanqing said, "Later, after returning from the border, I took my parents back, renovated the Song Mansion, called back all the servants in the family, and the doctor in the mansion. The doctor may have been uneasy and confessed to me that Xie Ruilin's child had already had fetal aura and had forcibly used drugs to save it, but it was actually stillbirth. Xie Ruilin did this to frame you. That day, my mother misunderstood you, and I misunderstood you."

When he heard the doctor confess, he felt as if his heart was cut.

He just felt that he owed Xie Ruotong and would never pay it back in his life...

"I'm sorry." Song Yanqing suddenly apologized again.

It seems that except for apologizing, there are no words to express your guilt.

"It's all the past." Xie Ruotong's rosy eyes were murmured, as if relieved.

In fact, since she killed Xie Ruilin and since she took revenge on Song Yanqing, everything they had once been written off.

Even if it hurts to think of it occasionally.

But you won’t stick to the past and can’t get out.
To be continued...