Shaoyin remained silent, sitting at the table, tasting the chestnut cake brought back by the man. Eyelids drooping, cheeks bulging, like a gluttonous, heartless child.
Thinking of her age, Zhao Yuanci suddenly became angry with her again. It's not surprising that she is self-willed and stubborn at such a young age. If he cared about her, he would have lived in vain all these years.
Lifting his feet and walking over, he also sat at the table, picked up a piece of chestnut cake, gently broke off a bit, and put it in his mouth. It tastes really good, no wonder she likes it.
"You don't like me, it turns out I'm not doing well enough." After eating half a piece of chestnut cake, he raised his eyes to her and said, "But you and I are already husband and wife, I hope we can be like a real couple, loving each other , to spend the rest of my life together."
Shaoyin glanced at him, then lowered her head again, and said in a coquettish voice: "It's right to be in love with each other. It's only natural to spend the rest of our lives together."
"You mean, you are willing to open your heart and accept me again?" Zhao Yuanci's eyes lit up slightly, but he didn't dare to speak out, as if he was afraid of scaring away the little rabbit that was grazing in the grass.
Shaoyin frowned, looked at him with some puzzlement and asked, "Why do you insist that I keep you in my heart?"
"Probably because no one pretends to be me." Zhao Yuanci was taken aback, then smiled wryly.
He used to be contained in his cousin's heart, but then the cousin kicked him out, and someone else lived in her heart. He was alone, standing alone in the wilderness, so cold and silent.
Shaoyin lowered her eyes, took the handkerchief, and wiped her hands carefully little by little.
"Sometimes, you don't have to be loved." She said in a soft voice. "It's true that being loved is very happy. But sometimes, it's also very happy to think about others wholeheartedly."
For example, her eldest grandson, she thought of him in her heart and hoped that he would have a good life, so she thought it was good just thinking about him.
"Hey!" Huihui was disgusted by her lotus words, "Dear! Don't fool me? You said, is it the same situation with him? What you are thinking about is your grandson, what he is thinking about is Sweetheart! Could it be the same thing?"
Shaoyin turned cold slightly: "Do you have an opinion?"
"No! No, no!" Hui Hui hurriedly said. It didn't dare to mess with her, and it was counting on her to pass this time, so that the mastermind would withdraw its warning.
Shaoyin's face regained its warmth. But because these changes were too fast, Zhao Yuanci didn't catch them. Looking at his wife's gentle and lovely look with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, he couldn't help but envy the person she was thinking about.
She was really thinking about that person wholeheartedly. That person is really lucky!
In addition to being envious, she couldn't help but want to squeeze that person away and become the one she misses.
Knowing how difficult it was for her to forget that person, he simply stopped talking and changed his way: "You have grown flowers before, can you tell me how to grow flowers?"
"I've never planted it before." Shaoyin raised her head in surprise and said.
Zhao Yuanci then understood that she was only planting flowers for that man, she had never planted them herself. A smile welled up in his eyes, he looked at her and said, "In that case, I'll buy flowers and plant them back, how about we plant them together?"
"Okay." Shaoyin nodded.
Zhao Yuanci called his servants and went to buy flower seeds.
But unfortunately, this is not a good time to plant flowers. They were married in February, and now it is May, and the spring has passed, and they missed the good time to plant flowers.
"This..." Zhao Yuanci frowned, feeling troubled.
If it is transplanted, or cuttings, it is not impossible. But he didn't want to do that, and wanted to be with her, starting from sowing the seeds, and watching the seeds germinate, twig, grow, and bloom together, year after year, watching the flowers they planted.
"Try some flowers that are easy to grow." Zhao Yuanci was very stubborn, and sent someone to buy a pack of morning glory seeds, planning to open a small flower garden in the yard and sow morning glory seeds.
From start to finish, he was hands-on. Including clearing the land, building walls, and sowing seeds, all without the help of others.
Shaoyin stood aside, handing him water, handkerchief, and rainbow fart.
Finally, Zhao Yuanci walked out of the flower garden, sweating profusely. Shaoyin handed him the handkerchief, but he didn't take it, but just leaned forward.
Shaoyin smiled, stepped forward, held up the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat off his head.
Zhao Yuanci reclaimed the land and sowed the seeds, only to feel that there was a difference between him and his wife. It seems that the relationship between them is also like the seeds that are sown. As long as they are carefully taken care of, they will eventually break through the soil, germinate, twitch, and grow vigorously.
"Ah!" Seeing the scene, the maids all exclaimed, covered their eyes, turned their backs, and ran away pushing and shoving.
It turned out that it was Shao Yin who was grabbed by his wrist and brought into his arms.
Zhao Yuanci had done hard work for a long time, and his whole body was steaming hot. Thinking of the future, he felt extremely hot inside. Looking at the beautiful wife in front of him again, he felt an irresistible impulse.
The man was born well, his face was like a crown of jade, baptized by sweat, not only did he not look embarrassed, but his wet eyebrows became blacker and brighter, adding a bit of wildness to his usual gentle temperament.
"You stink!" Pulled into his arms by him, Shao Yin wrinkled her face, covered her nose with one hand, and had a disgusted expression on her face.
Zhao Yuanci never expected that his wife would be so puzzled! It's fine if you're not shy, but you dare to despise him for being stinky!
"Who am I all for?" He laughed.
Shaoyin said casually: "For yourself! Don't you want to plant flowers yourself?"
Zhao Yuan resigned immediately, neither smiling nor angry.
"Little heartless!" He let go of her, raised his sleeve and sniffed, and there was indeed a smell of sweat. But it didn't reach the point of being smelly, and even gave her an annoyed look.
Shaoyin smiled, as if she wasn't the one who deliberately sabotaged the atmosphere.
After sowing the flower seeds, Zhao Yuanci became obsessed. Every day, he would run to the edge of the flower garden, squat down, and look at it carefully.
After five or six days, the seeds finally germinated.
"Yinyin! Come and see!" I went out to buy my wife's favorite breakfast, and just returned home, I saw that my wife had woken up as usual and was doing her makeup in front of the dressing table. He couldn't wait, grabbed her wrist and said, "It's sprouted! The seed has sprouted!"
Shaoyin was dragged out by him and ran to the edge of the flowerbed, only to see that in a small rectangular flowerbed next to the wall, many small green buds sprouted overnight, fresh, tender, and extremely cute.
"It's sprouted! It's sprouted!" Zhao Yuanci was as excited as a child.
Shaoyin nodded: "Yes, it sprouted."
There was a smile on her face, but obviously not as deep as Zhao Yuanci. Zhao Yuanci looked at her, and gradually his smile faded a little. That's right, this is the soil he cultivated, the seeds he sowed, he looks at it several times a day, far more looking forward to it than she does.
But it doesn't matter, it was he who wanted to start a new life, she was forcibly pulled by him, he shouldn't have forced her, he was the one who moved her.
Withdrawing his gaze, he gently looked at the tender sprouts everywhere, with indescribable joy in his heart.
It was Zhao Yuanci's first time planting flowers, and besides, he held his hopes in it again. He was very active every day. He had to read it in the morning and after he got home from work, and he insisted on bringing Shaoyin along.
He was full of enthusiasm and tasted unprecedented fun. With the arrival of midsummer, the weather was hot, and he was very hard to do errands every day, but he never showed any irritability.
"Yinyin, I want two handkerchiefs for wiping sweat." On this day, the husband and wife were lying on the bed after taking a bath, talking for a while, and when they were about to fall asleep, Zhao Yuanci said suddenly.
Shaoyin felt that this was not an excessive request, so she complied straightforwardly: "Okay."
She moved very quickly, and made two handkerchiefs the next day.
Zhao Yuanci held it in his hand and found that these were two handkerchiefs that were not very exquisite, but could only be called simple and clean.
He should have been happy, because this was the first time his wife gave him something close to him. However, somehow, a handkerchief so exquisite that he was reluctant to use appeared in front of his eyes. It was given to him by his cousin, and he kept it in his study.
The happy mood didn't even come up, and it faded away quickly. He looked at the handkerchief and then at his wife, bitterness gradually welling up in his heart.
The originally delicate and lovely wife, for some reason, suddenly became eclipsed. And the handkerchief she made was also so ordinary.
He thought of his cousin again, and thought of her face flushed with affection when she gave him a handkerchief. The sudden pain in his heart made him grunt involuntarily, and his face turned slightly pale.
For two consecutive days, Zhao Yuan resigned from the office and came back without bringing Shaoyin anything.
Shaoyin asked him, "Is there not enough money in your hand?"
"No." Zhao Yuanci said flatly, "If you want to eat, send someone to buy it."
Shaoyin glanced at him, didn't say anything, just nodded: "I see."
That night, there was a heavy rain.
Zhao Yuanci was awakened by the rumbling thunder and sat up abruptly. The gusty wind blew the raindrops, crackling the windows, and there was a lot of movement.
However, when he looked beside him, he found that his wife was sleeping soundly. As if he didn't notice anything, his breathing was long and he slept soundly.
This is a heartless person, he thought to himself, and slowly lay back.
Before he closed his eyes and fell asleep again, he had the faint feeling that he seemed to have forgotten something.
Early the next morning, he finally realized what he had forgotten.
"No!!"
He stood in front of the flowerbed and looked at the morning glories that were just above his ankles, all of which were damaged. Broken stems, residual leaves, wrapped wetly in the soil.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Yuanci felt his heart was broken: "No, no!"
He didn't care about getting his shoes dirty, stepped in directly, squatted down, and picked up the broken stems and leaves one by one, with an unacceptable voice in his mouth: "No, it won't, it's not true!"
How could he have forgotten? Why didn't I remember it? He obviously woke up last night!
Zhao Yuan resigned himself, very angry. Shao Yin stood outside the flower garden, looking at the tragedy, feeling very sorry.
She sighed and was heard by Zhao Yuanci, she didn't know what to think, and turned her head suddenly. I saw my wife standing decently outside the flower garden, with regret on her face, but there was no sadness in her eyes.
He looked at her without blinking, until she gradually became astonished and opened his mouth to ask questions. He stood up abruptly, pursed his lips, and brushed past her. He went into the room and changed his official robes, without even looking at her, he strode out the door.
"Are you sick?" Shao Yin secretly rolled his eyes.
Hui Hui now had the right to speak, and said, "He is angry with you! From the beginning to the end, he was the only one who felt sorry for you! He felt that you had no sense of participation, and he was the only one who was angry with you!"
Shaoyin said: "Is it my fault? He wants me to like him! If he doesn't do something to impress me, how can I like him?"
Huihui nodded and said, "Yes. But how much do you like him now?"
"Like him?" Shaoyin asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?"
Huihui was stunned for a moment, then said cautiously: "Is there nothing at all?"
"No!" Shaoyin replied firmly.
Sighing in the gray and dark, the Great Demon King's heart is really cruel, and he couldn't help but speak for Zhao Yuanci: "He is good to you, he goes out to buy you breakfast every day, and when he comes back, he will also bring some food and play for you." You, treat you tenderly and tolerantly, relying on you almost everything. Why are you not moved at all?"
"Because he doesn't like me." Shaoyin said coldly.
As long as Zhao Yuanci doesn't like her for a day, she won't like him.
Otherwise, he would have coaxed her to fall in love, but he had his cousin in his heart, so where did he put her
At that time, she will be the one who will be heartbroken, and he can probably only say "I'm sorry" to her with guilt.
Huihui was stunned for a moment. It always thought that as long as Zhao Yuanci did well enough, she would have some liking for him, and then became possessive, ruthlessly expelling the shadow of Li Yanhui in his heart.
It turned out it was wrong.