"If I can't take you back, then I will go home with you."
While talking, Song Lianzhou hugged Shen Zhixi's waist and held her close to his chest.
The setting sun, which was about to set, was shining in from outside the gate, falling on his broad shoulders, sprinkling his black body with golden light, and the words in his mouth also became shining, making the listeners' hearts move.
"Song Lianzhou..."
"I'm also very tired. I didn't get much rest when I led troops out of the city to suppress bandits a few days ago. I stayed up most of the night because of my sister's affairs. I got up before midnight in the morning. Now I just feel groggy and very tired. "
Song Lianzhou bowed his head and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Then why don't you go back to your uncle's house to rest."
"I won't go back." Song Lianzhou hugged her tighter, as if she was about to fall asleep, and said softly: "I just want to be with you, Shen Zhixi, why does it take nearly a month before I can marry you? .”
"Song Lianzhou, we agreed..."
"I agreed to act with you, but I didn't agree to give up the marriage. I want you and I won't change."
Shen Zhixi opened his hand and turned around to look at him.
He opened his mouth, but choked again.
Song Lianzhou's clear and hurt eyes reminded her of Tang Zhou in the past. Tang Zhou after being abandoned suddenly had an accurate image in her mind. He probably looked like this confused and injured.
"I..." She started again, but paused again.
Memories suddenly flooded out, and all that appeared in her mind was the Tang Zhou who was obedient to her in the bamboo house. No matter what she said, he would never refuse, and he would always only say "yes" to her.
He looked at her eagerly, making her feel sad.
"The people below said they found some pink lily of the valley flowers. I asked them to bring them to the mansion. When will you go and have a look?" Song Lianzhou asked expectantly.
"No." Shen Zhixi refused and sat on the bed, "I don't like it."
"Okay." Song Lianzhou nodded and followed her instructions: "If you don't like it, then you don't like it. I'll ask them to throw away the pink lily of the valley flowers when I get back, leaving only the white lily of the valley."
Leave only the white lily of the valley.
This short sentence made Shen Zhixi's nose sore again.
She raised her head high, her eyes quickly turning red, "Song Lianzhou, you will make me feel like I am a joke."
"Why?" Song Lianzhou was puzzled.
"Why? Why do you think it is? I, a person who justly believes that there is no good man in the world, boast that I don't need a man to accompany me, but I am distracted by you again and again. Don't you think it's ridiculous? "
"I don't think so." Song Lianzhou took a step forward and said solemnly: "I am very happy that you have me in your heart."
"I don't have you in my heart!"
Shen Zhixi threw the pink butterfly kite that Wan Ying had brought into the house and placed it in front of the bed at Song Lianzhou. He took it carefully, but she stopped him when he tried to take a step forward.
"Don't come here again."
As expected, he stopped moving forward and even took two steps back.
"One moment you want to eat me, and the next moment you are as tender as water with me. What do you mean?" Shen Zhixi asked.
Looking at her red eyes, Song Lianzhou was stunned for a while.
He put the kite on the low stool in front of the bed, turned around and said seriously to her: "I was angry before. I was never angry that you didn't love me, nor was I angry that you were cruel and unfeeling in the past. I was only angry that you were acting like this now. You want to lie to me again in front of me. I am really afraid of being deceived by you. Do you understand? As long as you don’t lie to me again, I can forgive you for anything."
Shen Zhixi looked away and replied in a weird voice: "I don't need your forgiveness."
He didn't reply, just opened his own clothes with his big hands.
"What are you doing?" Shen Zhixi was shocked, stood up and retreated to the side, "Aying is still here."
The door outside is still open. Is he so brave now?
Song Lianzhou didn't even explain, he took off his coat and strode forward: "Sleep."
"you……"
Shen Zhixi crossed his arms and was thinking about how to get out, but Song Lianzhou had already sat down on the bed and turned aside to lift the quilt and hugged Wan Ying inside. Then he turned over and lay down in the quilt, and then quickly closed it. Eye.
Shen Zhixi was left standing in front of the bed helplessly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
It turns out that the sleep he was talking about was simply sleeping.
She stood in front of the bed and looked at the two people on the bed, one large and one small. She couldn't recover for a long time, until Song Lianzhou's breathing slowed down and she actually fell asleep. She sighed and approached, leaning over the bed to lean in. She was ready to rush towards Wan Ying, but when she passed Song Lianzhou, she couldn't help but stop.
She looked down at Song Lianzhou's face and recalled the scene today when he was holding Wan Ying in the mountains.
The picture was so beautiful that she didn't dare to look any further.
I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll get stuck in deeply and won't be able to get out.
For a moment, she put away her other thoughts and reached out to tear off the mask from Wan Ying's face. She just kept it there for a while to avoid being seen when she entered the door.
When he stood up, his hair swept across the tip of Song Lianzhou's nose, causing him to move his eyelids.
Shen Zhixi didn't notice, he took the dough and put it away, then picked up the coat that Wan Ying had changed and went out.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Song Lianzhou slowly opened his eyes.
There was no one else in the room, only him and Wan Ying were left. He looked at the closed door and wondered what he was thinking. The sound of breathing behind his ears quickly attracted his attention. He turned back and turned sideways. Looking at the little face in front of me that looked so much like him, I felt indescribable joy, mixed with a lot of sadness at the same time.
As he watched, tears fell from his eyes.
He touched Wanying's little face and gently stroked her brow. He didn't dare to use any force when stroking her skin, for fear that if he used a little more force, he would hurt her.
"Aying."
He whispered to her, his words choked with sobs.
These three years were his regrets. He regretted not being able to watch the child grow up with his own eyes, not being able to be by Shen Zhixi's side when she was pregnant for ten months. When he thought of her pain of giving birth, he suddenly felt that all the pain he had experienced was gone. It didn't matter, since ancient times, women had to go through hell when giving birth to children. Even if this child was born for Shen Zhixi, he still felt sorry for her.
This feeling was not very strong before, but after spending an afternoon playing with my child today, watching her smile and make trouble, I suddenly felt a lot more emotions in my heart.
After a while, he retracted his hand and slowly closed his eyes following Wan Ying's breathing.
Outside the hospital, Fang Rou took the clothes from Shen Zhixi's hand and motioned her to look at the mandarin ducks.
Shen Zhixi turned around to see Yuanyang standing in the courtyard looking at the sky.
"She has been standing like this for a long time. Ask her what's wrong."
Shen Zhixi responded softly and walked towards Yuanyang.
"Miss." Yuanyang noticed her coming and hurriedly recovered to hide his loneliness.
"Come here." Shen Zhixi pulled her towards the crabapple tree and sat down on the stone bench under the tree.
