[The third watch, sleeping. 】

It snowed heavily overnight.

Until dawn, it was only slightly weakened, and it was not really able to keep the clouds open and see the moon.

But the sparse snowflakes obviously couldn't stop it, and they had been pressing for a long time—Aunt Xue hadn't gotten up from bed yet, and she could hear the laughter of silver bells outside.

She subconsciously looked at the side, but saw that Li Kun's futon was already neatly folded, and she had obviously already gotten up.

That's fine.

Aunt Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, tossing and turning last night until the second half of the night, but she was more and more unsure about dealing with Li Kun's crooked reasoning and heresy.

In some kind of incomprehensible thought, she did not raise her voice to greet her subordinates, but silently got up and dressed and washed, but the noise still alarmed Su Yun who was on duty outside.

So he simply freshened up under Su Yun's service, and sat down in front of the dresser again.

Seeing that above the bronze mirror, there was a glass mirror the size of a goose egg, Aunt Xue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and eyes to take a closer look at the image in the mirror.

Even if she was closer, the corners of her eyes only showed a few faint fine lines.

But Aunt Xue couldn't help but look at it again and again, and the more she looked at it, the more bitter she felt, as if the lines as thin as hair were actually hideous and terrifying scars.

At this time, there was another cheerful laughter, coming from outside the window.

The voice was delicate and crisp, and it seemed to have a youthful breath coming to the face when I listened to it, but now that it fell on Aunt Xue's ears, there was a harsh smell.

She stroked the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, becoming more and more melancholy, cold, Li Kun's words last night seemed to echo in her heart.

Will you regret it?

Aunt Xue originally thought that she could resolutely deny it, after all, what she was most worried about in her heart was to be able to make fun of her grandchildren and enjoy the joy of family.

But......

Won't you really regret it?

Unconsciously in my mind, Mrs. Wang's usual images flashed.

Speaking of Yi'er and grandchildren, this sister has obviously reached it, but ...... Is she really satisfied?

Even if the most beloved Baoyu is by his side, even if Lan Ge'er follows the famous teacher, he is a reading seed, but how can this sister of his own really be happy?

haunts her heart, and she is still her brother-in-law Jia Zheng!

Even if she pretends to be indifferent on weekdays, as her closest sister, how can she not know that every time she dreams back at midnight, she will always grit her teeth and remember Aunt Zhao's name?

Don't really talk about it, although my brother-in-law Jia Zheng can't be called long-term affection, he has also been in love with his sister for more than ten years, compared to only seven years after himself, and he still gets together less and leaves more, and I don't know how much stronger.

However, even so, my sister is still full of resentment, and she wants to return to the former movie days.

And what about yourself?

I'm afraid I can't even remember the appearance of that dead ghost, right?

"Even if it's only once, let the man you like, a man who is really flesh and blood, fill in the empty ......"

The fallacy and heresy that Li Kun was interrupted became clearer and clearer in his heart.

As this passage continued to echo, it seemed that something that had been sealed for a long time was breaking out of the cocoon in Aunt Xue's heart.

"Solid, flesh-and-blood ......"

She muttered subconsciously, reaching out to grasp the large conscience on her chest.

"I've seen the second master, I've seen Uncle Bao."

Suddenly, there was a string of salutes outside the window, Aunt Xue's heart trembled slightly, and she subconsciously stood up, but looking back at Su Yun's surprised gaze, she hurriedly sat back again.

Desperately suppressed, but he still couldn't help but be ashamed.

What were you thinking?

It's ridiculous!

Awkwardly picked up the powder box to cover the strangeness on his face, but the same on his face can be covered, and the waves rising in his heart can be smoothed out?

Seeing that if she continued like this, she really didn't know what to show in front of people, Aunt Xue hurriedly endured her fluttering thoughts and waved away Su Yun beside her.

But after being alone, although she breathed a sigh of relief, the absurd thoughts that she had just suppressed also poured out with her heart.

"Even if it's just once......"

"A man of real flesh and blood......"

"The years are no longer ......"

"Will you regret it?"

The echo in my heart seemed to be the temptation of the devil, and it was like endless torture.

Aunt Xue touched the fine lines at the corners of her eyes again, and a sense of crisis gradually mixed in.

In the new year, I will be thirty-seven years old.

A woman of this age, no matter how much she takes care of it, how much youth can she have?

Maybe after a few snowstorms, it will start to describe the withering.

Originally, although she was quite sympathetic to Li Kun, she also despised her self-contempt.

But at this time, recalling the movement heard on the wall, and then thinking about Li Kun's confused and affectionate expression, quietly, he actually gave birth to some jealousy.

is also a woman who has been widowed for many years, and she is careful not to take a step beyond Lei Chi, and she not only tastes the taste of being a woman, but also continues to maintain her reputation and status.

If she doesn't expose it, she may continue like this for a long time, until she is no longer in her prime, and then with the joy of 'fulfillment', she will go to Yi'er and her grandson to enjoy the joy of family.

Why?

They are all widowed women, why is she the only one who can do this?!

Fear, disdain, jealousy, restlessness......

All kinds of emotions came in a mixed manner, churning in Aunt Xue's heart as if she was boiling a pot.

It wasn't until outside the courtyard that the man's voice sounded again, and Aunt Xue woke up suddenly.

She hesitated slightly, then went straight to the window, quietly pushed open a gap, and leaned in to peek out.

The two men talking in the courtyard were naturally Sun Shaozong and Jia Baoyu.

Because they were a little far apart, and the voices of the two of them were not loud, Aunt Xue couldn't hear what they were talking about.

But she's not interested in any of that.

Aunt Xue's eyes were first full of suspicion, and fell on her nephew Baoyu's head, and after wondering whether he was an adulterer, she transferred to Sun Shaozong.

The tall and burly figure, with slightly vicious eyebrows and eyes, made Aunt Xue seem to be back in the dense forest in a trance.

Every time I think of it, I feel embarrassed, but at this moment, it seems to be dyed with another taste, like a hint of sweetness mixed with sourness.

There is a hint of sweetness, and the people who hook it can't help but dig deeper.

If at that time......

If he and Sun Erlang didn't leave separately, what would happen?

Thinking like this, what was in my mind was the rude gaze of Sun Shaozong when he first saw him a few years ago......

yes, he's probably going to do something!

Aunt Xue became more and more in a trance, her snort was heavy and her face was red, but the memory of that day in the forest seemed to have some kind of incredible connection with what she heard at the wall yesterday.

It's as if the latter is a continuation of the former, and she is no longer an observer of the wall, but a real flesh and blood ......

"What is Auntie looking at?"

Just when the fantasy was inextricable and slid towards the entanglement of love, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Aunt Xue.

Aunt Xue Huo Ran looked back, but it wasn't Li Kun, which one else could it be?