Dance Solo

Chapter 67: 66. Fork in the road

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That is Yangzi's own choice, that is his way of expressing love. He and he both knew that if it weren't for such a tragic ending, Yangtze would be afraid that it would be difficult for Xie Zhiwu to occupy a small place in Xie Zhiwu's heart.

And now. He used death in exchange for an eternal place in her heart.

Whether it's because of guilt or sadness. In short, she really remembered him, and she would never forget him.

"He chose it himself, it has nothing to do with me."

When Xie Zhiwu heard Yan Hui's answer, her heart became a little sore. Whether she blamed her or not, the thorn in Yan Hui's heart was pierced.

At this moment, she naively thought that Yangzi was the thorn between her and Yan Hui. So when she learned that the thorn had something else to do, she couldn't remember the mood of the year.

"You are calm now that makes people feel terrible." Xie Zhiwu murmured, "Do you want to deceive yourself and others? Do you think you can make yourself feel better if you put everything aside? You think you pretend not to care, this Can everything be done again? Yan Hui, there is no such easy thing in this world. If you pretend to be calm, Yangtze will still be dead."

Yan Hui's back looks so sad, and lonely, making people feel distressed.

He looked up at the winter plum tree above his head. After a long time, he said in a dumb voice, "This is his life."

"Fate?" Xie Zhiwu smiled sarcastically, "I don't know, when did you begin to believe in fate."

"Believe it or not, the destiny is always before us."

Yan Hui’s answer made Xie Zhiwu feel even more ironic, "Those who choose to set foot on your path will fight their lives tomorrow morning. You give everything, and your bet is that you can change your destiny. To put it bluntly, you want Change your fate against the sky. Now come and tell me that you believe in destiny? If so, why did you have to go this way, just like everyone else, go to school, work, and marry an ordinary woman, give birth A lovely child. Wouldn't it be better to obey fate in this way?"

"Don't tell me that this is your life, I don't believe you have no choice. Yan Hui, it's okay to be honest, and say to me,'I hate you and I hate you'. Is it so difficult?"

select? Yes, he did. At the beginning, I was naive to think that I had many paths to choose from, but at the end he discovered that all his choices eventually led to the same ending.

Yan Hui was not uncomfortable listening to the sound coming closer behind him. To choose to treat people who are thinking of oneself in this way, the feeling is really painful to the bones.

But this time, he had no choice.

"Please stop pretending to be serious." Xie Zhiwu sighed, tugging at the corner of his mouth ugly, and stood beside him, "I'm still more used to your shameless virtue."

Yan Hui took a hard breath and turned to look at her lightly, "You..."

"You are not used to it, what does it matter!" Xie Zhiwu gave him a sharp look, "I knew you were going to say this."

Yan Hui didn't say a word, it seemed that she had expected her to rob him for a long time, "I just wanted to ask, what is it for you to blame you for stalking you so hard?"

Stalker? Xie Zhiwu was instantly stunned.

"Then, let me guess. You want me to blame you, and I hate you for hating you. It's nothing more than to get better in my heart. After Yangtze died, no one blamed you. He didn't have a family member, so you even thought about it. There is no way to make up for it. You Xie Er never liked to owe someone else, even if you owe it, you will try your best to pay it off. Now you not only owe him a life, but the account will not be paid for a lifetime. So you feel uncomfortable, don’t you feel uncomfortable?"

"You try your best to make me show blame and hatred for you, not because you really want me to hate you, but because you feel that you feel better in this way and you don't have to feel guilty anymore. You want to eliminate what you owe you. The debt to Yangtze, but do you think that if I scold you just a few words, I can withstand a living life? Do you think you can live with him if you don't feel guilty?"

Yan Hui's words without a trace of emotion caused Xie Zhiwu's head to buzz in an instant. She couldn't see the surrounding scenery, nor could she hear Yan Hui's cold words again. At this moment, her ear was full of the words Yan Hui had before leaving, he said.

"Xie Zhiwu, are you too selfish?"

After that, Xie Zhiwu never thought of going back to Yan.

Whenever I touched Yangtze's Jade Guanyin, or couldn't sleep at night, his words that made her cold to the bone would always ring in my ears like this.

Thinking about it, she began to feel in a daze, is she really just like Yan Hui said, a selfish person

Does she really want to be blamed by others for the sake of being better for herself? She couldn't figure it out, but she knew that her selfishness had always been clear to her herself. Why this time, there was an idea that I didn't want to admit

Time passed in a hurry, fleeting. When the spring flowers bloomed in the second year, the engagement ceremony of Zhi Song and Jing Shun was held as scheduled.

As the bridesmaid and best man at the engagement ceremony, Xie Zhiwu and Mo Jingyao naturally had many opportunities to meet each other during this period. Mo Jingyao was as tepid to her as ever, but Xie Zhiwu actually didn't have the desperate thoughts of the past.

In fact, whenever she saw Mo Jingyao, the words of Yan Hui would unconsciously float in her mind. So even if some small thoughts are born sometimes, they quickly disappear invisibly.

The engagement ceremony was done by Ella and his mother Brigitte Lin. It was unprecedentedly grand and even surpassed the wedding ceremonies of many famous people.

"A Wu, I'm so nervous."

Before the ceremony, Zhi Song held Xie Zhiwu's hand in the dressing room with a look of anxiety.

Xie Zhiwu grinned and touched the haircut of her sister who had been tossed by the stylist for three hours. "Don't be afraid or afraid, it's just an engagement. It's just an order. If it doesn't suit you, we can return the order."

When the voice fell, Xie Zhiwu felt a murderous aura surge over her back. She turned her head and saw that Mo Jingshun was staring at her fiercely, "Thanks, Zhi, Wu!"

Xie Zhiwu cleared her throat, "Zhi Song, if you want to retreat, let's just..."

Opposite, Mo Jingshun's face was stunned, and three fingers swayed out.

Xie Zhiwu was happy, but his face frowned solemnly, "It's okay if I don't think about it, I can still divorce if we get married..."

The trembling fingers became five anxiously. Xie Zhiwu nodded in satisfaction, watching You Zai's teary song of her own, patted her little hand, "What are you looking at, why don't you change your clothes and come out?!"

The bridesmaids and groomsmen of the engagement ceremony are the decorations, the vases. So after the ceremony started, the decorations were completely useless. Comrade female vase stepped off the stage, her eyes looked for the male vase in the crowd, but the whereabouts of the male vase comrades was too secretive, and one could not find it in the blink of an eye.

My parents were so excited that they had forgotten that there was another girl. Hupengou friends all wanted to make trouble with Jingshun, but the vase Xie Zhiwu had to stand alone in the corner, admiring the figure of the biren.

"envy?"

Just as she held a plate of cake melancholy and began to disappear, someone around her suddenly spit out such a word. As soon as Xie Zhiwu heard that tone, he felt a surging flame in his chest, and when he heard that, he almost immediately wanted to lift his foot and jump three feet away. Only when she met Mo Yu in her life would she think that she should learn a light skill.

"Second Uncle Mo—" she replied with a smiley face, and answered the question.

Mo Yuke raised her eyebrows, no matter if she answered the wrong question or something, "Jealous?"

Xie Zhiwu was full of black lines.

"It won't be hate—" Mo Yu stroked his chin more melancholy, then snapped his fingers happily, "I see, my Xiao Wu hates it, but she hates to marry... ●31 Novel app Download address●"

With an expression of "rest assured" on his face, he solemnly patted Xie Zhiwu on the shoulder, "Godfather will definitely find you a beautiful man who is a thousand times better than Jing Shun, you can rest assured."

Xie Zhiwu looked at Mo Yu's handsome face, crying without tears. She suddenly felt that her face was almost self-assertive with the words "I understand you" written all over it.

Understand your sister, feel at ease with your sister. I can only rest in peace when I see you, okay? !

Mo Yu didn’t know about Xie Zhiwu’s slander, and he just wandered away with wishful thinking, “You child’s vision is too high. The son of Li family whom I introduced to you last year is very good, but you actually picked your nose and scared them away. …"

Xie Zhiwu got angry as soon as he heard it, "His nostrils are bigger than both of me!"

"You see how people can only look at appearances." Mo Yu was quite dissatisfied with his elder's posture, "Although you have grown up watching godfather's handsome face, you can't use your godfather as a reference to find men My friend, you have to know that there are not many beautiful men like godfathers in this world."

"Yes, yes." Xie Zhiwu shed tears in her heart, looking around with watery eyes, hoping to come to a 36D to rescue her from the fire and water.

Mo Yu was quite dissatisfied with her absent-mindedness, and he reached out and flicked a note on her head, "Then what about the little tourist prince the year before last? His hotels and entertainment venues are all over the world!"

"Your little tourist prince is full of folds!" Xie Zhiwu groaned, "Where is the prince? Is that too emperor, okay?!"

Mo Yu was choked and couldn't speak, so he hummed unwillingly, "Then the year before yesterday..."

"Second Uncle!" Xie Zhiwu couldn't bear to cover her ears, "I'm not 20 years old yet, are you so anxious?!"

What I thought was, my parents are not in a hurry yet, why are you not in a hurry for the emperor, the eunuch is hurry...

Mo Yu glared, "It's not all because of you..."

Xie Zhiwu saw that Mo Yu had a tendency to talk about it again, so he hurriedly moved forward, "I'm grown up, my uncle, don't worry."

"Don't worry, why don't you worry?" Mo Yu looked at her, "Are you still thinking about our boss?"

Xie Zhiwu said nothing. I wanted to take the opportunity to get there, but who knew that when Mo Yu saw her in this posture in the next second, he coldly shook out a word.

"It's useless to think, I don't agree!" (to be continued) (end of this chapter)