"Sister-in-law must be very good," Wen Youyi turned around and asked him.
Mentioning this, Sheng Qianmo's deep, drunken eyes were like ripples in the cold lake water. He curled his lips slightly and said in a low voice: "She is very good. She can play chess, calligraphy and painting, and she got it at Yulin Academy. She is the first in the academy, can sing very nice songs, and can open her own business..." Sheng Qianmo suddenly lowered his eyes and slowly repeated the words, "She is very, very good."
"Sister-in-law will definitely wait for my brother to come back."
Sheng Qianmo said nothing, raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the wine jar.
go back…
became very distant.
It's too difficult to go back.
It's even harder to get back to her.
It was impossible for him to go back in such a situation. He had his own ambitions and someone to take revenge on. Before he stood in that position and before he had everything under control, he did not dare to think about going back easily.
And this road is extremely difficult and dangerous.
Before that, he could endure all tramplings, including his dignity, but it was so difficult for him to suppress his longing for Shu Nuan.
He estimated the days, she was about to give birth.
He promised her to go back, but he didn't go back.
She was a little girl, and when she felt so much pain, he wasn't there.
As soon as he thought of this, Sheng Qianmo's heart felt extremely cramped.
So, in this cold night, all his thoughts were crushed to pieces by himself.
This kind of pain reminds me of those days in Seoul. Every day, when I opened my eyes and closed them, there was blood.
It seems that only the fresh blood can relieve the pain in my heart.
Only by stepping on the blood and continuing to climb up could he get closer and closer to Shu Nuan.
…
Sheng Qianmo put down the wine jar, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Go back."
"Brother, one day, I always believe that evil will never prevail against good." Wen Youyi's eyes were loyal, innocent, and unwavering.
Sheng Qianmo paused slightly, glanced at him and said, "You're right."
He did not fall when he experienced the bloody storm in Seoul, he did not fall when he was captured by the Nanrong army, and he did not fall when he was beaten black and blue by those people.
Not only because he can carry it, but also because he has his own beliefs.
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Beichuan.
It was a few days later when Shu Nuan learned that Wen Zhigu had come from Ancheng to Beichuan to find her.
In late autumn, yellow leaves fell all over the yard, and the cool breeze blew and slowly swirled in the air.
Shu Nuan was leaning on the swing, reading a book and taking notes while swinging slowly.
She was reading "Eight Desolations", which was about geography.
Shu Nuan thought about it for a while, she was still different from before. She used to like to hide her story books secretly and read them. Now no one is watching her, but she wants to get familiar with the geography of these countries.
However, not long after Shu Nuan watched, he heard a subtle rattle sound coming from the yard.
This was Shunuan's idea. Qingzhi couldn't make a sound. It would be very troublesome if no one was there when she woke up. So Shunuan hung the rattle beside the cradle bed, so that Qingzhi would only have a baby. If there is any movement, the rattle will sound.
Shu Nuan heard the sound of the rattle, closed the book, got up and went back to the house.
Qingzhi really woke up, her big eyes were glistening with tears, and she looked at her coming in with tears in her eyes. She opened her small mouth flat, as if she wanted to cry or not, and even put her little finger in her mouth to eat.