"Lu Qi...oh, no, sister Wan, would you like to drink with me today? Let's not get drunk until we get home."

Mu Qingwan glanced at Zhaohe, who was still ordering the waiters to serve the dishes as if nothing had happened. She sighed in her heart, squeezed Xia Houlie's hand under the table, and nodded to her:

"good."

She originally planned to stay drunk today, but for some reason, she didn't want to go back to that gorgeous prison now, so she could stay outside for a while.

She comforted herself arrogantly.

Xia Houlie squeezed her hand, and she smiled back at him: "Let me get drunk, okay?"

There was inexplicable sadness in her tender and soft voice. Xia Houlie remembered that today was the death anniversary of their child, and knew that she felt uncomfortable, so he stopped talking.

The waiter from the restaurant quickly brought the bottom of the pot up. It was the bottom of the Yuanyang pot, half of which was clear soup and half of which was red oil soup filled with chili peppers.

Chu Xia had never eaten anything like this before. When Mu Qingwan saw her staring at it with wide eyes, he smiled and taught her how to cook vegetables. Chu Xia found it very interesting, and the smile she pretended just now gradually faded away, and she regained her cheerful and lively temperament.

Smelling the alluring aroma, Mu Qingwan's greed began to attack. She especially liked spicy food, and all the dipping sauces for hot pot were indispensable. Seeing the dishes put on the table one by one, her mouth watered.

Swallowed and swallowed.

After teaching Chu Xia, she started to eat by herself, smiling happily, with two rows of long eyelashes flickering like wings.

Xia Houlie couldn't help but feel funny and angry when he saw her eating. He filled her with a small bowl of soup from the clear soup and handed it to her, "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

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"Thanks."

She lowered her head and drank in small sips, her eyes not forgetting to glance at Chu Xia opposite, but she saw her looking at her blankly.

A mouthful of soup got stuck in her throat instantly. She held it in until her face turned red and she coughed it out. Xia Houlie was so panicked that he quickly took a handkerchief and patted her on the back, not forgetting to say angrily:

"I told you to eat slowly, but you didn't believe me!"

I wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and was busy pouring water. The whole thing was very busy.

Across the way, Chu Xia looked at Xia Houlie, who had an expression of complaint and anger on his face, but his eyes were full of doting and affection. She felt sad for a moment and couldn't help but sigh:

"Sister Wan, brother Lie is so kind to you."

Mu Qingwan froze immediately. She looked at Zhaohe who was sitting next to Chu Xia and looked like she was immersed in eating. She couldn't help but squeezed Xia Houlie's thigh in annoyance. How could Xia Houlie not know the little Jiujiu in her heart?

He coughed hurriedly and said to Showa: "Showa, Chu Xia is also a guest after all. Why don't you, the boss of Phoenix Tower, take care of you?"

"Ah?" Zhaohe then raised his head with a belated look. He saw Xia Houlie winking at him and followed his eyes. At this moment, Chuxia had already restored his smiling face, "Brother Lie, Che Xie has been looking at you these days.

My brother has always taken good care of me, don’t talk about him anymore."

Mu Qingwan felt sad for some reason when she saw her wholeheartedly protecting Zhaohe.

Hey, what a good girl. It's a pity that Showa's elm-headed head just doesn't understand and doesn't know how to cherish her.

But what can they do? It's impossible to force Showa to marry her. Emotional matters can't be forced. If they force it, the two of them will only suffer for a lifetime.

She lowered her head in frustration, not even interested in the delicious food in front of her. She started to lick the vegetables in the bowl one after another, and the other three stopped talking, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.

Fortunately, the waiter soon brought the wine, which broke the awkward situation.

The waiter filled the wine glasses in front of the four people attentively. Xia Houlie picked up the wine glass and was about to drink, but Mu Qingwan covered the wine glass with her hand and said, "Drink less."

Knowing that she was worried about her stomach disease, Xia Houlie felt warm in his heart, but with a strange expression on his face, he said to her in a whisper:

"Be good, you should drink less, as long as it can add to the fun. Just don't get drunk."

To add to the fun? To help with what... fun?

Mu Qingwan looked at him suspiciously, but saw that he was smiling like a shy fox. She immediately understood what he meant, and her face suddenly turned red.

This color|embryo!

Showa looked at their intimate appearance, his eyes dimmed, and he said in a brisk tone:

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. This is aged plum wine. You won't get drunk easily after drinking it, and it won't have a big impact on the emperor's stomach."

Before the two of them spoke, Chu Xia protested:

"Brother Che, I just told Sister Wan that I would never come back until she was drunk. Why did you take the plum wine? I'm going to find the shopkeeper."

As she said this, she quickly stood up and was about to walk out. Zhaohe hurriedly tried to call her to stop her, but she had already disappeared.

Mu Qingwan saw something wrong with Zhaohe's face and quickly asked tentatively: "Zhaohe, what happened? You and Chu Xia..."

Zhaohe picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank the wine in one gulp, and said after a long while:

"She...she's getting married."

"What?" Mu Qingwan suddenly screamed in shock. Although Xia Houlie didn't speak, he also had a look of surprise on his face.

Showa looked helpless and bitter:

"She wants me to stop Mrs. Lu's decision, but I... who am I to stop it? I can't give her happiness..."

Mu Qingwan looked at him steadily, hoping to win for Chu Xia:

"Showa, tell me the truth, do you really not love Chuxia at all? Can't you even give it a try?"

"I...I don't know...I have always treated her like an elder brother to my own sister. I have never thought about that..."

"What if you could think that way?"

Chu Xia suddenly walked in, staring at Showa with bright eyes.

Showa didn't expect her to come back so soon, and his expression changed. Feeling her expectant eyes, he lowered his eyes subconsciously and stopped talking.

The light in Chu Xia's eyes gradually dimmed, until it turned into a pool of stagnant water, "I...I understand."

Her petite body staggered, and her heart was filled with unspeakable bitterness. She chased her from Dongmo to here just to get an answer. Unexpectedly, she still couldn't let him waver in the slightest.

Now, she was really worried.

Mu Qingwan has never seen Chu Xia look so decadent. Will the energetic, strong and brave little girl in her impression completely disappear because of this fruitless love?

But what can she do?

In love, no one is right or wrong, and you will not be rewarded for your efforts.

Showa was not wrong, and Chuxia was not wrong either. What was wrong was fate and fate.

She couldn't help but hold Xia Houlie's hand tightly. Xia Houlie's big hand in turn wrapped her small hand inside, and the two silver rings were pressed tightly against each other.

How lucky they must be to have found each other.

What a luxurious love it is for two people to be happy with each other.

"Brother Che, I will go back to Dongmo tomorrow. Last time for your birthday, I specially learned a song from Sister Wan. I originally wanted to give it to you as a birthday gift, but then we encountered a battle between Beiyan and Dongmo, so I didn't

Done. We will say goodbye tomorrow, and we don’t know if we will see each other again in this life, so I will give you that song as my last gift. Thank you! Thank you for letting me know how to love someone."

A faint smile returned to Lu Chuxia's face, no longer as sunny as before. At this moment, she smiled gently and calmly, as if she had grown up a lot all of a sudden, and the childishness in her body had long since disappeared.

Mu Qingwan felt sorry for her change, but she could only sigh secretly in her heart.

Chu Xia's clear voice rang in her ears, but the song was not the "Legend" she had taught her, but "See or Not See" that she had only sung once in front of her:

"You see me or you don't see me,

I am right there, neither sad nor happy;

You miss me or you don’t miss me,

Love is there, it never comes or goes;

Do you love me or don’t you love me?

Love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing;

You follow me, or you don’t,

My hand is in yours, never give it up;

Come into my arms, or let me live in your heart.

Silence means falling in love; silence means liking."

Lu Chuxia's voice is very nice, without any accompaniment, the surroundings are silent, only her light voice, a kind of light emotion, lingers in the heart of the listener, soft and gentle, but quiet and indifferent, and finally turns into a feeling of love for the listener.

The feeling of love.

What is love? Once, we thought that love was vigorous and heart-breaking; once, we thought that love was young and frivolous, coming and going wantonly; but now, Mu Qingwan heard something from Lu Chuxia's singing.

This is an unforgettable love that will always be silent and unforgettable, no matter how things change in the world or how time goes around.

By the time she finished singing, Mu Qingwan's face was already filled with tears, but Lu Chuxia's face was still indifferent, and her eyes were still focused on Zhaohe, but the obsession before was gone, leaving only a trace of silence.

She didn't speak, but just went over and hugged her, "Chu Xia, if you want to cry, just cry it out, don't hold it in."

Lu Chuxia looked at her and smiled:

"Sister Wan, I won't cry. I have worked hard and I have no regrets."

"Early summer..."

Mu Qingwan hugged her, choked with sobs that she could not speak.
To be continued...