Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

Song didn't open his eyes for a long time. His voice was cold. He was afraid of waking Nie Pingxin. He deliberately lowered his voice, "go out! I don't want to see you!"

Nie pinghong sat motionless, but the expression on his face was very painful. He put the Buddha in pain with a trace of expectation. "If I say, I can let him live, but the condition is that you marry me and give me a child, will you agree?"

"What are you talking about?" Song Jiujiu was stunned and looked down at the sleeping people around him. "Go outside and say."

Song Jiujiu went out of the tent first and came outside. A cold wind blew. She couldn't help holding her arm. It was so cold.

Nie pinghong looked at the sleeping Nie Pingxin and got up and went out.

Outside, he took off his coat and wanted to put it on Song Jiujiu, but she avoided him.

"Be obedient, or you will get sick." Nie pinghong said, "if you get sick, he will be sad."

Song Jiujiu glanced at him and grabbed his coat. She couldn't make Nie Pingxin sad.

But although it's warmer to put on your coat, it's still very cold.

"Go over there." she came to a corner of the roof, and Nie pinghong followed.

"Go ahead."

"If the condition for him to live is to marry me and have a child for me, will you?"

Song Jiujiu stared at Nie pinghong and stared straight. The Buddha wanted to see through his heart and determine whether what he said was true or false.

"You didn't lie to me?"

"I won't lie to you."

"How can I trust you?"

How can I trust him? Nie pinghong is embarrassed. It seems that in her heart, no matter what he does, he is not credible, and Nie Pingxin will firmly believe even if he deceives her.

He still doesn't understand why they are a person with the same appearance and body. Why do they distinguish one from two in her?

This frustration is worse than killing him.

Don't say he can't prove himself. Even if he does, she won't believe it. So what's the need for him to continue to waste his words? He said, "believe it or not, this is your only choice. He has less than four months. If you think you can continue to endure, you can't believe it."

Song Jiujiu clenched her fist tightly without hesitation. After Nie pinghong said these words, she immediately said, "I can marry you and have children for you, but I want to see him every day and see him by my side. Otherwise, even if I am pregnant with your child, I will kill the child myself."

Although the answer is what he wants, Nie pinghong's heart is not happy at all. On the contrary, it hurts to death.

"You love him as like as two peas?"

"You said it as like as two peas. You are the same as him. You are not him."

"But I can replace him."

"No! You can never replace him!" Song Jiujiu said firmly.

Nie pinghong looked at her. She was so thin, but she was not weak at all. He always felt that women should be kept at home and loved by men. He once questioned Nie Pingxin. If you love yu'er, why do you want her to work so hard, but now he suddenly understood.

Even if she is a woman, she is also a living body. She has to choose the way she lives.

Whether to be a captive Canary or a flying bird has never been decided by an outsider.

A person is destined to bear everything in life from birth.

She is the only heir to King B's room. She has to bear her hardships. If you love her, you should respect her.

He didn't know what true love was until this moment. Like Nie Pingxin, it's not impossible to be a soft man in the eyes of outsiders.

Life is always just a matter of two people, two people in love.

But he was still unwilling. If he was given a chance, he would do better than Nie Pingxin.

He said, "I can still empty your memory about him as before, and I will make you fall in love with me again."

"Yes, you can, but so what? My heart is always empty." Song Jiujiu's hand pressed the position of his heart, looked at Nie pinghong, smiled and said: "You know what? When I lost my memory, I couldn't see him and didn't know he existed. Although I could laugh and cry, my heart was always empty. I didn't know what I was laughing at and why I cried until I knew that there was a man named Nie Pingxin in the world.

I can't see him, but I can touch him. I can feel his temperature. At that moment, the heart that has been empty for a long time is filled at once. That feeling is steady and satisfied.

You never know how it feels to love someone to the bone. You say you love me, but you never know what love is. You think possession is love. You think I'll love you when I get my body, but what's the truth?

Have you ever been as like as two peas, have you ever been happy with me? Nie Pingxin never told me what he saw on his business trip that day. I never dared to think about what happened that morning. You are not him, even if you are the same. Even if I tried to make you a man, you would never be him.

If you really love me, you should know that let him live and you should become a talent again, not that you are still thinking about possession and selfish desires.

You and he have always been just a person, just like a person with dual personality. You are just the dark side of others. Why don't you admit his good? Why can't you get along with him? If you love me, shouldn't you work hard to protect me and love me? "

Nie pinghong didn't speak for a long time. The cold wind in winter was biting, but he felt that a fire was lit in his heart, so warm and so hot.

He smiled and hugged her. "If you believe me, let me take him away, and I will give you a good him, the real Nie Pingxin."

Song Jiujiu looked up at him, "can I believe you?"

"Maybe you can try, but I'm not sure about the time. Maybe a few months or years, you should be mentally prepared."

"Well, I'll trust you once."

Nie pinghong smiled, lowered his head and printed a kiss on her forehead, "yu'er, thank you, believe me."

When Nie Pingxin woke up, it was already daybreak. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was not lying in the bedroom. There was a short circuit in his brain. Where is this?

"Mr. Nie, are you awake?" the housekeeper asked softly outside.

Nie Pingxin turned his eyes and sat up. He found that it was in the tent. He rewound it. He remembered what happened yesterday, "baby!"

When the housekeeper heard his voice, he quickly said, "Mr. Nie, are you awake? Miss nine is downstairs in the study and said you can go to the study to find her."

Nie Pingxin's nervous heart was relieved and climbed out of the tent.

"Please take it, thank you."

"Mr. NIE is too polite. He should."

I haven't slept so dead for a long time. Although I didn't dream and slept until the sun rises, I still feel dizzy and awake when I wake up. I even walk with top weight.

Nie Pingxin staggered downstairs and went directly to the study. Song Jiujiu was having a video conference. He pushed the door in and waved at him.

Seeing her, Nie Pingxin was completely relieved. He went to the sofa and sat down, pinching the center of his eyebrows and frowning.

The maid came in and whispered to him if he wanted to eat. He shook his head. He didn't have any appetite at the moment. "Let's have a glass of water."

Song Jiujiu finished the video conference, sat next to him, touched his forehead, held his head and looked, "ah! You have a fever! I'll take you to the hospital."

"I'm fine." Nie Pingxin smiled and leaned on her shoulder. "Baby, I'm fine. Just lean for a while."

In the past, he didn't get sick once a year, but last night, the wind blew for a while, but he had a fever. His health was really bad.

Song Jiujiu didn't listen to him. He helped him lean on the sofa. She went to make a phone call, but she held her hand. "Baby, I don't want to go to the hospital..." he looked at her eagerly. When he was sick, he faded all his seemingly cold and strong appearance and was as soft as a child who needed comfort.

"OK, don't go to the hospital. I'll let the doctor come and stay at home."

Song Jiujiu shouted at the door, "herb, call the hospital. Nie Pingxin has a fever. Let someone come over."

"OK, Miss nine, I'll call the hospital right away."

Song Jiujiu held the sick man in his arms. He was distressed, but he couldn't help poking on his forehead. "You said how old you are, blowing a little wind and catching a cold. You usually lack exercise."

Nie Pingxin also said, "I don't often catch a cold. It's excusable once in a while."

"Excusable?" Song Jiujiu grabbed his ear, but he was not willing to exert himself. "I still want children. You can't have children for at least a week with a cold. You hate it!"

"I'll be your son in the future." Nie Pingxin lay on her stomach holding her waist. "Baby, we don't want children, okay? Once you want children, you can't love me alone."

Baby, I used to think that children are the product of our love and the crystallization of our love, but now I really don't want children. It's not that I don't expect him to come, but if we really have children, you can only be alone in the rest of your life.

Baby, don't say those high sounding words to me. When I'm gone, I have children to depend on. The child will grow up, meet the person he likes, get married, have children, and leave you. You're still just a person. Instead of this, let's not have children. In a few years, not one year, two or three years, or another five years, you will forget me and marry a man who loves you. This is the life I want you to live.