After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around

"Why do you follow me with such determination that you will surely die?" He interrupted her abruptly, grabbed her arm, and said a little excitedly, "How do you know that I won't give you Bingxin Dan for you? ?"

"After all, you don't trust me."

Su Anan looked at the anger in his eyes, the sadness hidden behind the anger, and suddenly wanted to stretch out her hand to soothe it. She wanted to hug him and say I believe it. It was because she believed too much that she was cruel to leave.

She reached out tremblingly, and stopped when she was about to touch his eyebrows.

If she hugged him with all kinds of reluctance and nostalgia, and eventually had to leave, it would only be him who would be hurt more deeply.

He will blame himself, blame himself for his incompetence, blame himself for not being able to protect her, and maybe do even crazier things, so let her be the selfish person.

At least, it can reduce his guilt, at least, let him get out of the pain quickly and think that he is not worth it.

She withdrew her hand, a helpless smile raised on the corner of her lips, "Oh, I didn't want to pierce this last layer of hypocrisy, so that we can get together and break up, but now it seems that it can't be done."

Her hand was on the back of his, the warmth on it was so familiar, but the movements she made were so heartless.

She pushed his hand away, for the first time, with a strange address and a strange tone, and said, "Master Shen, all people are selfish, and there is even a saying that people don't do things for themselves. It is true that I believe that you love me and may have struggled for me, but I don’t think you can give up Bingxindan for me.”

"You finally took revenge, regained everything you had, and assisted the new emperor to become a confidant. Your future is immeasurable. With such a spirit, how could you compromise for a woman."

Shen Juncheng looked at the empty hand, only to feel that his heart was also empty. He suddenly wanted to say, if I can, but before I could say it, she was mercilessly shattered by her next sentence.

"Furthermore, I don't want to take the risk, betting that you are soft-hearted towards me, my life is at stake, I want to be safe."

She turned around, not looking at him, her back was thin and indifferent, and her tone was only slightly sentimental, as if she was sentimental about the injustice of fate, which made her turbulent, or she was sentimental about her own bad luck, always in a situation, never stable.

He couldn't capture her reluctance, only her last cruel words, "Zhou Qing has an antidote in his hand, he won't lie to me, so Shen Juncheng, I'm sorry."

"If you still love me, let me go. At least, if there is a chance in the future, we can meet again, right?"

"Shen Juncheng," suddenly made him froze, unable to speak for a long time.

She had called his name in his ear thousands of times, but never once was it so calm and numb.

It seemed that there was no trace of nostalgia, as if she had forgotten all the days when she was whispering warmly, and it was only him who was nostalgic from beginning to end.

He couldn't help but took a step back and said weakly, "Are you really going?"

"Yeah." She answered succinctly.

Shen Juncheng looked at her without turning his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I don't understand."

I don't know if your current ruthlessness is faked, or if he sees it wrong.

He really doesn't understand.

These days, he has been planning for her, planning for the worst, thinking about her everywhere, but in the end, he got a sentence of her disbelief...

Su An'an clenched the handkerchief in his hand, and clenched the handkerchief to make a bunch of folds. There was a momentary urge in his eyes, and he stayed on it impulsively.

However, in the end they were all held back.

She let go of her handkerchief and let the wind blow, blowing the hem of her gorgeous skirt, and the red lantern on the eaves swaying helplessly.

She looked up, her eyes were sore, "I don't understand, you dote on me very much, and you can provide me with a good life. If possible, you are my best choice."

"However, one's life is inexorable." She pretended to be helpless and said, "Hey, maybe it's because of our poor fate."

"Really?" he murmured, "Is it because we have a poor fate, or do you not trust me?"

Su Anan turned his head and said with a smile: "Trust in this thing, it's very mysterious. It's a matter of life, and it will be vulnerable. Don't think highly of me, I'm also very selfish."

Shen Juncheng looked at her fixedly, trying to distinguish the true and false of her words of friendship, to see what kind of mentality behind her smile, or, just to look at her more...

Su An'an's disguised smile gradually disappeared, and finally lowered his eyelashes, and said with a sigh, "Shen Juncheng, forget me, I'm not worth it..."

She turned and left, she couldn't look at him, otherwise, she would be too cruel, otherwise, she would drag his footsteps.

He is the general Dingyuan who is about to be canonized by the new emperor...

In the future, if you have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the family and the country, how can you compromise like this for a woman.

How can he drag his body down step by step for a woman.

She won't let it, she won't let it! So, she can only go.

She wanted to show herself a little unfeeling, so she didn't hesitate to take a big step.

She only took a step, and her footsteps stopped.

When I looked down, I saw the well-jointed hand, the hand that once shielded her from the wind and rain, tightly clenching her cuff, so tight, so persistent.

As if going back to the night when she was poisoned with cold poison, clutching at his cuff, as if clutching at a life-saving straw, unwilling to let go.

Su Anan couldn't move, not even a single step, her sore eyes hurt again. She wanted to say goodbye again, but she couldn't say it.

Like a dry trout, breathing the air that does not belong to him wearily, struggling helplessly and almost dying.

Shen Juncheng looked at the red plum on her cuff, and after watching for a long time, he said in compromise, "I will live, I will live desperately..."

If this is what she wants, then he will live for her.

When the words fell, she slowly loosened her sleeves...

Let the wind blow away the folds he held, let the winter take away the last trace of his warmth.

Su An'an's heart trembled suddenly. Tears surged like a river, and he couldn't hold it any longer. The big ones fell down and landed on the cold bluestone bricks.

He is so transparent, how can he not guess it at all.

Shen Juncheng closed his eyes and said softly, "Let's go..."

"Don't look back, don't look at me, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

Su An'an's vision was blurred, tears fell to the ground by the wind, but he strode forward as he wished without looking back.

She can't look at him, it hurts to see him again, she can't speak anymore, because the choked voice will betray her.

She can only walk, hurriedly, from the light to the abyss...

The wind blew the hem of her skirt as if the winter plums were beginning to bloom, which was dazzling and dazzling, but because of the cold winter, people couldn't get close.

Shen Juncheng stared blankly for a long time...

Du Maoming came out from the corner of the porch with mixed feelings in his heart. He originally wanted to come here to have a meal with his senior brother, but where did he want to spy on such a scene.

Well, the knife is finished, wait for the reunion