Speaking of this, Kong Wenjie paused, as if recalling that time. Then he continued: "Later, when we arrived at Ninggu Pagoda, our two brothers had grown-ups to rely on, and our lives were very comfortable. But her life was even more difficult. She had to serve a half-dead paralyzed man, and she had to make a living for the two of them. The sixteen-year-old girl doesn't know how to dress, but she is a good hand at work. The calluses on her hands are no better than that of a practicing family like me. She wears open-toed cloth shoes all day long in the desolate place of Ningguta. I'm going to make a living for the two of you. I really feel sorry for her."
It was the first time Fang Chengyin heard Kong Wenjie say so many words in one breath. What she didn't want to talk about was other women, she swallowed with unspeakable sadness in her heart. Then ask: "What about now? Do you still feel distressed?"
"I don't feel bad anymore." Kong Wenjie smiled and shook his head. On the other hand, she said, "She has met her husband. She is living a good life. I am happy for her."
"Then...then why didn't you become her lover?" Fang Chengyin looked at the gentle smile on his face. It's really not a good feeling in my heart.
"I guess I don't like it enough," Kong Wenjie laughed at himself, and said again. "I know what kind of life she is living, but I never thought of saving her from the sea of suffering. At most, I just look at her pitifully and help her occasionally. Even at the beginning... I pushed into the mud pit. In fact, I had no position and no right to like her from the very beginning, and later on, I was not the one who pulled her out of the pit, I was really ashamed of myself, and my previous liking turned into a blessing."
That's right, it's because he doesn't like her enough, so he can never put Meiya first. His future, his face, and his elder brother are absolutely impossible to allow and tolerate Meiya, so he just He could only hold it in his heart, compressing and compressing that idea little by little, so that he couldn't tell whether it was liking or guilt in the end.
The most important thing is that he knows that looking into Meiya's clear and bright eyes, he will say sorry or bless you, but it is impossible for him to say "I love you" in his life.
Yeah, really just not liking it that much.
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"Then why are you still... still so close to her?" Fang Chengyin knew that Kong Wenjie hadn't lied to her. Although she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she finally let go of it, but when she thought of what she saw with her own eyes today, she couldn't help it again. Not happy anymore.
"Intimacy? When?" Kong Wenjie frowned suddenly, "How could I be intimate with Madam?"
"Madam?" Fang Chengyin was startled, "What madam?"
"It's Meiya," Kong Wenjie explained, "She is married to the deposed prince on May 20th, what? Didn't the magistrate tell you?"
"How do I know? Dad never told me about these things," Fang Chengyin muttered, while glancing at Kong Wenjie again, she lowered her head and whispered, "Besides, May 20th, we don't... Didn't you go to Changbai Mountain?"
Kong Wenjie looked at her flushed cheeks, his heart was sweet as hell, knowing that she had misunderstood her today, that's why she fought and fought like this, because he hadn't eaten all day, Kong Wenjie was very distressed, and immediately took He poured a bowl of pork bone soup for Fang Chengyin, put it on the table, and said, "It's getting cold, drink it quickly."
"Oh," Fang Chengyin felt embarrassed, but looking at the thick white and smooth pork bone soup, she sat down obediently at the table, picked up the bowl, and said to Kong Wenjie, "Sit down and drink together too .”
"I won't drink anymore, I have to hurry back," Kong Wenjie shook his head, and put the rice on the tray in front of Fang Chengyin, "Eat more, no matter how angry you are, you won't be hungry ,do you know?"
"Who is angry?" Fang Chengyin was a little annoyed, but seeing Kong Wenjie willing to sit down, she was very reluctant, "Are you leaving now?"
"It's been a long time since I came out, and I can't live without people there," Kong Wenjie was also very reluctant, but he couldn't help but leave, so he said goodbye to Fang Chengyin immediately, "You have a good meal, I'm leaving."
"Then why did you bring me so much soup? I thought you were going to eat it with me." Fang Chengyin looked at the soup full of soup, feeling sweet and depressed at the same time.
"Once the stew is finished, I'll serve it all for you." Kong Wenjie rubbed the back of his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.
"You brought it all for me?" Fang Chengyin's eyes widened suddenly, and then she asked cautiously, "You didn't save some for them? Then what do they have for dinner?"