"Cruel, maybe." The young man was calm and rational, "For Wei Yu, indeed. Her father and her husband turned against each other, but the person next to her married her but never loved her, and she probably preferred to live in a disguised falsehood. ”

"But Wei Zhang is different, rather than whitewashing the peace, he is more willing to tear off the glamorous falsehood and live under the devastated truth."

"It's cruel to her, but not necessarily to Weizhang."

"How can things be as they should be."

Fenghua blinked, her gaze fell gently from Wei Wei in the dense rain curtain to the young man, she suddenly raised her lips and asked, "What are you......?" Comforting me? ”

Wei Qingci pursed her lips, didn't look at her eyes with a hint of teasing, and didn't speak.

It's just that the snow-white and delicate tips of the ears under the long jet-black hair are dyed with a thin layer of crimson.

Fenghua hid a smile in his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, he looked away, and said lightly and lazily: "No need." ”

“……”

So, is he being amorous?

Wei Celadon pursed his lips tighter, and his bright lip color, which was as bright as a petal, revealed a touch of whiteness due to force.

Suddenly, a little sad.

However, in the next second, the peaks and loops turned, and the willows and flowers were bright.

"I don't need to be comforted, I will never regret what I have done, even if I know that it is wrong, I will continue to move forward. No need for comfort, just stand by my side. ”

The woman's hand reached over and held his, the contours of the side face were delicate and bright, her eyes looked into the distance, and she said slowly.

Wei Celadon's heart fluttered.

That trace of sadness suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She clearly didn't look at him, as if she was just casually saying something very ordinary, but it made an indescribable taste appear in the young man's heart.

Sweet but not sweet.

"Ding! The target character, Wei Celadon, has a friendship of 5 and a strategy completion of 80!"

……

The location of this teahouse is the highest place in the whole prosperous Jinling in addition to the Southern Song Dynasty Imperial Palace.

Standing at the window for a while, seeing that the rain was gradually getting heavier, Fenghua threw a silver ingot to the teahouse boy and asked him to rent a carriage to send Wei Yu back.

After Wei Song lost power, the Wei Mansion was confiscated, all the family property was confiscated, and even the house was recovered by the emperor.

However, because the laws of the Southern Song Dynasty clearly stipulate that the disaster of the maternal family does not implicate the daughter of the foreign marriage, and Wei Zhang has the intention to hide it for her, it is claimed that Wei Song divorced his wife after he was imprisoned.

Wei Wei is now temporarily living in Mrs. Wei's maiden house, that is, her maternal grandmother's house.

It is conceivable that Wei Wei's future life will be difficult.

Everyone must pay for their inadvertent actions.

Mei Rouge lost her life.

Wei Zhang lost a bright future.

And Wei Wei ......

Xu is the second half of his life, and there is no branch to rely on.

No one wins.

……

Long.

The rain slowly subsided.

Feng Hua turned his hand and put down the half-drunk white porcelain teacup, "Let's go, it's time to go back." ”

The young man Shi Shiran got up, his red clothes fluttered across the ground, and followed her to the gate of the teahouse.

"It's really annoying, there's standing water everywhere." Fenghua rubbed the corners of his forehead, and his red lips hooked up a lazy and helpless smile.

- The distress of a paper man.

The young man stuffed the oil-paper umbrella into her hand and slowly squatted down, "Come up, I'll carry you." ”