Die Meng Wencai

After listening to Dao Yun's words, I don't find it strange at all. Although I have stayed away from Yi'er these days, she is engaged after all to avoid suspicion on the surface. I belatedly guessed why: she remembered.

Too many strange things happened to her, remembering such strange events in my previous life didn't surprise me at all, but she kept pretending not to remember it afterwards, which made me particularly concerned.

The question I've been struggling with lately is: Did Yi'er like me in her previous life?

Recalling the past, I was the one who chased her and forced her until she had no way out, but if she didn't like me, why would she rush to the Wang family regardless of face?If you don't care about me, how can you save my life desperately?If you don't feel sorry for me, how can you use up all your skills to help me practice martial arts?

But if you like it, why don't you recognize me now?

"Master, the young lady is not in the room."

"Ah."

She's not here, but I'm relieved. Could it be that Yi'er is like me and doesn't know how to deal with it?I thought about asking her carefully to clarify the doubts that had been suppressed in my heart for more than ten years, but when I walked into her yard, I put on my father's airs again.Her room is elegant and rich, which is the style I am used to, but because she lives there, I like it inexplicably.

She likes to embroider. On the embroidery frame in the basket on the desk is the pattern of the vase of chrysanthemums on the table by the window. There is a similar song, also called "Drunken Flower Yin", which is also full of sorrow, but it is not as heavy as this one. It weighs on his heart, and his breathing is a bit heavier.

The mist is thick and the clouds are worrying about the eternal day. Su brocade and silk embroidery.There is a branch of autumn on the case, but the romance is reduced, and the dark fragrance is still there.

The reason is to live up to the king's heart for a long time, even after meeting.Throw away the excuses and hide the truth with tears, the moon is cold and the people are empty and thin.

She always likes to torture herself so much, even if she really did something wrong, I can't bear to blame her. When I think of her holding back tears and pretending to be happy, I feel very sad.

Go through the corridor to the back of the house. There is a small courtyard behind her house. Compared with the flower garden in front of the house, this place is more secluded, but the shade is a bit cold. Yier is lying in the vine blue under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.She didn't open her eyes when she heard my footsteps, and I didn't pierce her, but seeing her gradually growing face, she remembered that she was Yi'er, as long as I spoke, she would definitely stay by my side , even if she never gets married, even if she still has Ma Wencai in her heart.For a while, this thought grew wildly like weeds. In fact, I almost kissed her lips, but in the end I controlled myself. After all, she is my own daughter, the daughter I spoiled and cherished when I grew up.

I kissed her on the forehead, she also 'woke up', put her head on my lap affectionately and said: "Father, autumn is coming to an end again."

"Yeah, time flies, dad is one year older."

Compared to my peers, I'm young, but I can't help but look at Yi'er's young and immature appearance.

"Father is not old at all, if you go for a walk in the street, there will definitely be girls showing love."

"If Yi'er wasn't Father's daughter, would she like Father?"

I know this kind of question is already too polite, but I can't help myself not to figure it out. Fortunately, there is no one else around. I locked her eyes and didn't want to miss any emotions. I am very satisfied with the answer, she said' Of course I like it, Dad's smiling face, romantic and passionate, there is no woman who doesn't like it', but what makes me feel more relieved is her look, the joy that flashes in the eyes does not need words to describe.

It doesn’t matter if I’m with Yi’er or not in the next life. In this life, Yi’er betrayed me, but I didn’t insist on it at the beginning. I married a wife and had children like all those who have experienced emotional trauma, and lived a stable life. In comparison, I don't have the courage to risk the world's disgrace like Ma Wencai's.

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"Drunken Flower Yin"

The mist is thick and the clouds are worrying about the eternal day. Su brocade and silk embroidery.There is a branch of autumn on the case, but the romance is reduced, and the dark fragrance is still there.

After living up to the king's heart for a long time, after meeting each other.Throw away the excuses and hide the truth with tears, the moon is cold and the people are empty and thin.