make-up

Time is like fine sand that cannot be grasped tightly, flowing away through the fingers little by little.As November approaches, the weather is getting colder, and the howling wind blows away the dead trees and leaves, making it poignant and desolate.

Jun Huai has been looking for Feng Lichen in Dongze Dynasty for two years, and there is no news during the two years.He seemed to have used up all his patience in his life, relying on the figure in his dreams at night to pass by, enduring hardship and loneliness during the day, with all his heart on Feng Lichen.

Feng Lichen said a lot to him, like "Huaihuai, I don't want to see you all the time, I want to stay by your side, even if I don't do anything, don't say anything, just let me stay by your side" Feng Lichen said this kind of words countless times in different ways.But as a listener, he thought it was just a cover-up and whitewash under Feng Lichen's selfish feelings, and he never believed every affectionate word Feng Lichen said to him.

Because he doesn't like, he doesn't love, he can't do it, he can't understand Feng Lichen's feelings.So he sneered naturally, ridiculing and even disdaining these words from the bottom of his heart.

To this day, he feels the same way.Only then did he realize how ruthless his decisiveness was back then.

Later, he fell seriously ill.The doctor said that he was suffering from depression.During those days of recuperation, he thought a lot, and finally had to face the questions that Feng Lichen had asked him countless times.

Leaving aside our identities, I'm just Feng Lichen, and you're just Jun Huai, two ordinary people, would you like me?

Once, this question easily disturbed his mind, and he was unwilling to give a cruel answer coldly with rejection and ridicule.Feng Lichen also wanted him to calm down and think about it, but at that time all his thoughts were on Feng Litian, and all his energy was spent on fighting Feng Lichen, how could he calm down?

But now, he thought, his answer back then was insincere.

Because, ever since he rescued Feng Lichen back then, he has been attracted by Feng Lichen's aura, that's why he personally brought her to the place where he lived, and was willing to share the bed with her.

If it were someone else, even Feng Litian, they never had it.

It's a pity that it took him too long to understand this matter, now, what's the use even if he has figured it out?The other person is gone...

Now he spends time and energy looking for a person who has no news, what else can he do except torment himself?

After recuperating for several months, his body recovered, and Jun Huai set off to leave Dongze Dynasty and returned to his own house. He also agreed to a marriage, and the other party was a daughter who was not a member.

Feng Guanxia pei, and eight big sedan chairs, he did not miss any of them. The gift money alone can ensure that the family of the member will not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he should have been thinking about his wife welcoming the door, but in his mind, Feng Lichen smiled and gave him the phoenix robe, and then said "Huaihuai, from now on, you will be mine". if.

That day he got married in a grand manner, received homage and worship, and became the empress admired by outsiders; after that, Feng Lichen gave him everything he could, even the supreme position of the emperor, he also gave it to him.

But he blindly asked for it and never offered half a cent.Pride blinded his mind, relying on destroying Feng Lichen's feelings to maintain his remaining self-esteem.

He laughed and poured himself a glass of wine, maybe the wine was too spicy, and his tears fell uncontrollably.

Is it for Feng Lichen, or for the young and frivolous self?

He stood up, ignored the strange gazes of all the guests, and returned to his study.He took out the phoenix robe, the bright color was like the blood dripping on the marble when he pierced Feng Lichen's palm that day, it was dazzling, but it made people panic.

Holding the phoenix robe, he got drunk.

Going back to the room again, I don't know what night it is.Intoxicated, he gently lifted the red hijab on the bride's head, with a smile on his brows, he gently untied the belt on the bride's body, and greeted a soft and coquettish cry.

"Husband, slow down..."

At that moment, he was like a lion out of control, charging desperately.

Three months later, his wife became pregnant.He took care of her meticulously, and even helped her make clothes for the unborn doll.

The baby grew up for a few more months and was always noisy. His wife couldn't stand or sit, and could only lie down.When she was tired, she would smile and call for someone to come over and rub her shoulders.

Sometimes when Jun is pregnant by his side, he will drag his wife's belly, put his face on the belly, and feel the baby's every move.Then he raised his head and smiled at his wife.

"He tosses me so much, it must be a boy..."

Listening to his wife's words, Jun Huai smiled, with tenderness between his brows.

He thought, did Feng Yu make trouble with Feng Lichen in the same way back then?

Another five years have passed.

Dynasties have undergone earth-shaking changes.Although Feng Litian's ruling method is brutal, it has achieved results in the past few years. Not only did the civil strife be quelled, but even people from other countries "seeked for peace" one after another.

Jun Huai was quite relieved about this matter.If Feng Litian persisted stubbornly, he might be a sinner through the ages.

In the spring of the first year after giving birth to the child, Jun Huai's wife became a nun and has been with her ever since. No one knows why.

That child was just like what his wife said back then, it was a boy, and the exquisite appearance was almost carved out of the same mold as Jun Huai.Jun Huai named him Jun Zhi, and he is four years old now, following behind Jun Huai, calling "Daddy" and "Daddy" non-stop.

Jun Huai dotes on him very much. He looks cold in front of others, and turns around to face the child. It's just a lot of caress and intimacy, which interprets father's love to the extreme.

"Daddy, I want to go to West Street to watch juggling!" The child pouted, put the book aside, and stared at Jun Huai with wide eyes.

Jun Huai was thinking about what the teacher in the school had said to him, "Master Ling is like this, forgive me for being so helpless." The master was also a ruthless person, so he directly asked Jun Zhi to drag his schoolbag home and told him to "study by himself" at home.

Jun Zhi wished he could get out of this cage, and after hearing this, he kowtowed to his master, puffing out his small chest and swearing, "Don't worry, master, the students will definitely come back after studying."

The master was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him.

Jun Huai felt that he was still a little angry about this matter, and wanted to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but in the end, he was amused by his appearance again, and nothing happened in an instant, so he let him go.

As a result, the boy's nature was exposed as soon as he got home.

"No." Jun Huai didn't lift his head, he took a pen to write and draw on the white paper.He pursed his lips, the sunlight overflowing from the window reflected on his face, reducing the coldness a bit.

"Go, let's go..." The child tugged at the hem of his clothes and acted like a baby.Children like acting like a baby the most, because every time he acts like a baby, he has no choice but to follow him.

But this time it was obviously useless, Jun Huai didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, let alone come over to hug him like before.

The child silently picked up the book and put it away. He huddled in the corner by himself, looking pitifully from his back.

A few struggles flashed in Jun Huai's eyes, and finally he couldn't bear to stop writing, and walked over to hold the child in his arms, "Zhier, Daddy asked you a few questions, if you solve them correctly, Daddy will take the child with you." you go."