Even if he disguises Zhao Changyuan's appearance as similar, how can he disguise his feelings? She, Gong Yueyue, is not a teenager and knows how to distinguish between true love and falsehood. She remembered that when she was at the wonton stall yesterday, Fang Zhiwen looked at her sweetheart's face.
The eyes, the desire from the heart, the wholehearted devotion, that is true love... If after half a day, he can show the same attachment, distress and love to another woman as he did last night... then he is not only
The word "scumbag" can be used to describe it, which is simply a severe schizophrenia.
Will...
When she thought of this, she suddenly sat up from the bed. "It's my husband-in-law, could it be my husband-in-law?"
I asked myself a question in the air, and my dazed eyes gradually became clear. How many people in the Song Dynasty today can say these three words "I love you"?
She got out of bed as if she had been electrocuted, and shouted out the door: "Xiaomei, Xiaomei!"
Xiaomei had already been waiting outside the door. When she heard her calling so urgently, she thought something had happened, so she was so frightened that she quickly opened the door and came in: "Miss, you're awake."
She hurriedly searched for her clothes among the dilapidated furniture: "Where are my clothes? I want to get up. Find me my clothes quickly."
Xiaomei was confused by her startled look, and hurriedly helped her rummage through the cabinets around the house: "Miss, don't be so hasty! Just take your time, are you hungry?
?" As he spoke, he had already handed over the clothes.
Gong Yueyue never spoke again, but dressed as quickly as possible, stepped out of the threshold and walked out. Xiaomei quickly caught up with her, supporting her and advising: "Slow down, don't walk in such a hurry.
!”
After walking through the hall and corridor for a long time, I saw soldiers everywhere with fierce faces and prepared for battle. Where was the shadow of Zhao Changyuan?
But at this moment, she was becoming more and more certain that the person who sat beside her bed last night, comforted her fears and helped her tuck in the quilt, was Zhao Changyuan. Her excited emotions and increasingly rapid steps made her heart beat faster and faster.
The bigger it gets, even Xiaomei next to her can hear it really clearly.
Turning a corner, Zhao Xiong was walking towards him with his head held high. Gong Yueyue's eyes lit up and she stepped forward: "Dad!"
Zhao Xiong looked at her with a smile and asked: "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
Gong Yueyue couldn't hide her excitement, lowering her voice and asked softly: "Dad, has your husband come back?" She knew that in Cangzhou City, the closest people to Zhao Changyuan were herself and Zhao Xiong. If Zhao Changyuan
When I come back, I will definitely meet them both.
But Zhao Xiong looked confused: "No, is he back?"
"You haven't seen him?" She felt a little disappointed and doubtful.
Zhao Xiong snorted coldly: "Humph, if I see him, the first thing I will do is break his legs!"
He said this through gritted teeth and with determination. But Zhao Xiong's heart was full of twists and turns. Because as a man, he was most afraid of lying to a little girl.
His thoughts were suddenly pulled back to a few hours ago, when he was more exposed. Zhao Xiong, who had been busy and anxious all day, stood alone under the window and sighed: "My child, what's wrong with you?"
He kept repeating this sentence for the past two days, always when no one was around, never expecting to receive a response.
"Dad." A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Zhao Xiong, pulling him out of his sadness.
Thinking it was an auditory hallucination, he suddenly turned around and found that Zhao Changyuan was really standing in front of him. "You..." Zhao Xiong didn't know what to say for a moment. He was afraid that if he did something drastic, he would be killed.
The son was scared away. He was even more afraid that the beloved son in front of him was just his illusion and would suddenly disappear if he took a step closer...
Zhao Changyuan approached him openly and knelt down with a pop: "It's me, Zhao'er."
"Is it really you?" Zhao Xiong held back the tears in his eyes and helped him up.
"It's really me."
"You kid! What happened to you?" Zhao Xiong originally wanted to ask him questions and get angry at him. Why didn't his wife send a letter home when she was sick? Why did he chase his wife? Bai Bai
Did the three fires in the day have anything to do with him? Why did he deal such a heavy blow to Yin Liang? But when facing him, he couldn't ask a single word. Because Zhao Xiong understood at this moment that he could have a good relationship with him.
Standing and talking is already a great blessing.
Zhao Changyuan naturally knew the doubts in his father's mind, but he did not explain them one by one. He just pulled his father's sleeve and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Dad, I'm not crazy. I'm still the same sign as before."
When Zhao Xiong heard what he said, the stone in his heart fell to the ground. As long as he said it himself, as a father, he would believe it 100%. "What about last night? And today..." But he still wanted to know, in the end,
Whatever happened to his son, he wanted to face it with his son.
Zhao Changyuan looked a little embarrassed: "I have no choice but to do it."
"What happened? You tell dad, and dad will work with you to find a solution."
Zhao Changyuan said firmly: "My child, it is not convenient to explain anything now. I just hope that my father can trust my child. What my child does has only one purpose. That is, in the near future, our family can live in peace and joy. So father, don't ask."
, a child can’t say that.”
"You don't trust dad so much?" Zhizi Mo Ruofu. Zhao Xiong knows Zhao Changyuan very well and knows that he never cares about small things, but when encountering big problems, he will definitely deal with them with great care. What's more, Zhao Changyuan has done so
A general who has been a general for many years, he has long outgrown his childishness in matters of right and wrong, and has the ability to strategize. What he said is so serious this time, presumably what he encountered will not be an ordinary trivial matter. As a father who taught him an adult, or more
At least I am still a little disappointed and sad. When my children grow up, does it also mean that I am getting old?
Zhao Changyuan saw the sadness on his father's face, and felt extremely sad: "What are you talking about, Dad? Both the mother and the wife are the most important people to the child. The child regards his father as God, so he dares to hand over the most important people to him.
you."
Zhao Xiong heard what he meant and was shocked: "You still want to leave?"
"Yeah." He lowered his head and said with some pain, "I have to leave, and I won't be back in the short term."
"What can dad do for you?" Zhao Xiong knew that instead of being stubborn and arguing with him, it would be better to help him where he needs it and let him complete what he wants to do as soon as possible.
He raised his head and looked at his father steadily, with turbulent light flashing in his eyes: "Please, dad, take good care of my mother, take good care of my wife. And... take care of yourself."
Zhao Xiong could no longer bear the pain in his heart and hugged his son, whom he had not held for more than ten years, on his shoulders. "No matter what happens outside, remember that you still have a father."
Growing up, Zhao Xiong's family baguette failed to make this dull and somewhat stubborn man shed a tear. But now, his father's trembling words made him grit his teeth and unable to hold back the tears.
, she just cried and wet Zhao Xiong’s shoulders.
After the father and son finally calmed down, Zhao Xiong asked: "Then what are you going to explain to your wife?"
Zhao Changyuan wiped away his tears and nose, but he was still a little breathy when he spoke: "I can't say anything to her for the time being. I don't want her to worry. I can't let her take risks with me."
Zhao Xiong shook his head: "Isn't she worried now? Do you know how sad she was when you did that last night?"
"I know, I've kept it in my heart." When he said this, his eyes were suddenly filled with hatred.
"Remember, daddy wants you to live well."
"Dad, daddy?"
Gong Yueyue's call brought Zhao Xiong back to reality from the endless aftertaste. "Go have breakfast, don't be hungry." He smiled gently.
"Oh." Gong Yueyue didn't get a satisfactory answer, so she had to leave with Xiaomei disappointed.
After sending Gong Yueyue away, Zhao Xiong didn't feel much relieved. This girl was very clever and she must not be able to deceive her for long. She is pregnant now, so she has a lot of inconveniences. Wait until she gives birth in a few months.
Children are not so easily restrained.
In fact, Gong Yueyue is indeed not so easily deceived. Zhao Xiong's thoughtful look just now was seen by her and considered in her heart. The old man probably hid something from her, but he is the father and she is the daughter-in-law.
Now she had no choice but to accept it.
When they reached a deserted place, Xiaomei asked her in a low voice: "Miss, did you really see my uncle yesterday?"
She muttered: "See you..."
"What do you mean...seeing each other?" Xiaomei was speechless and choked at her ability to express herself in language.
She smacked her lips and said helplessly: "It seems like it's him, but it doesn't seem like it's him. It seems real, but it seems like it's a dream. I'm confused too."
When Xiaomei heard what she said, she curled her lips and said in an old-fashioned way: "Well, in Xiaomei's opinion, it's probably because the young lady went crazy remembering her husband and was dreaming. Look at the formation around us, it looks like a war. How could it be?
Is it so easy for my uncle to come in and leave whenever he says?"
Gong Yueyue looked at her and couldn't help but smile: "You are so stupid and naive." After all, these soldiers are from the Zhao family. If he really wants to come in, no one can stop him.
He Yong felt inexplicably guilty when he saw her big flashing eyes. He turned his face away involuntarily and pretended to brush his horse's back.
Gong Yueyue asked Xiaomei to step aside first, and then pulled He Yong to the corner without any reason. Without waiting for his reaction, she asked: "My husband-in-law seemed to have come back last night. Have you seen him?"
He Yong's face immediately became a little embarrassed, but he quickly returned to normal: "No. You must be dreaming. We have so many elite soldiers guarding outside. If he can still come back, then I, He Yong, will be too useless!"
Gong Yueyue rolled her eyes and tilted her head to look at him: "Really?"
"Of course it's true!" This time he answered categorically, leaving no room for doubt. It was as if the stronger his tone, the lies he told would become true...
It was still a few hours ago, when everything was still and everything was still. (To be continued)