Rao Mengyu's cold tone and unfriendly look did not make Matsumoto Xiang unhappy. On the contrary, her unique and unlovable personality won the favor of men.
Because every time he saw Rao Mengyu like this, he felt like he was seeing her from three years ago, the one who always disliked him and insisted on saying that he and Shangguan Yu were good friends.
So cute, so straightforward, so real, not artificial at all, not knowing how to hide her emotions at all, it is really a pleasure to get along with such a woman!
Matsumoto Xiang looked intently at Rao Mengyu's eyes. Those eyes that were exactly the same as hers gave him an illusion.
He was suddenly confused, not knowing whether he was talking to her or communicating with 'her'.
Why were they two completely different women, but their magnetic fields were so similar, giving him exactly the same feeling?
"I'm curious, has Yu told you about 'her' story?"
"she?"
It’s ‘her’ again!!
The reference that appeared more than once made Rao Mengyu have a strong interest in this 'her'.
However, Matsumoto Xiang obviously overestimated her relationship with Guan Yu.
He didn't know that Shangguan Yu would never say another word to her after getting out of bed. Even if he occasionally talked, it was only for the purpose of humiliating her. How could he be so sensational in sharing his feelings with her, a lowly mistress?
world.
"Although I don't know who this 'she' is, I think this 'she' must be very important to Shangguan Yu."
Otherwise, why would he participate in that dangerous boxing match for 'her', even risking his life?!
"Yes, 'she' is very important to Yu. 'She' is the only woman that Yu has ever loved."
only?!
Rao Mengyu didn't know why she felt a strange emotion in her heart when she heard this word.
"Can you tell me a story about 'her'?"
It was obviously something he shouldn't care about, but he didn't know why he became interested. He even forgot the main purpose of his trip for a while. Rao Mengyu never knew that he could gossip like this.
"You really want to know?"
Matsumoto Xiang didn't know whether he should tell Rao Mengyu her story, but he felt that Rao Mengyu should have the right to know her existence.
If God really wants to give Shangguan Yu the ability to love a second time, then Rao Mengyu needs to know everything.
The truth may be cruel, but it is like a scab on the palm of your hand. Only by spreading it out in broad daylight can happiness be reborn from the wound.
"'Her' name is Rose. She was once a noble lady..."
Matsumoto Xiang closed his eyes, as if he was lost in deep memories, and the scene of seeing her for the first time appeared in his mind.
"I still remember the first time I saw her. She was wearing a sleeveless floral yellow skirt, with a beautiful princess hairstyle. Her long hair was loose and soft on her shoulders. Her pink face was full of spring, and her face was like a peach blossom. Her hands were
He was holding a copy of "Mulan Ci" in his pocket, covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of round eyes, which were big and bright, showing restlessness..."
He looked into Rao Mengyu's eyes, as if he was reliving and searching.
Rao Mengyu listened very carefully, even breathing cautiously, as if afraid of breaking the beauty.
"At that time, Yu and I were little-known gangsters in the world, with lives like ants. No one would know if we were trampled to death, but 'she' was so aloof, like a fairy on the clouds. It was impossible to
Indecent play..."
"What happened next? How did they get together?"
What a beautiful story, just like a novel, Rao Mengyu was fascinated by it.
"It can be said that they fell in love at first sight. He saw through her essence at a glance. He said to her, 'Follow me,' and she said 'yes' without thinking."
"She insisted on being with him, giving up the life of a rich young lady and living a life of fear and bloodshed all day long with him. For him, she broke up with her family, destroyed her own future, and was despised by others. He is
When he was a gangster, she was the little girl. When he was the gang boss, she was the eldest sister at the venue. He was good at firearms, so she trained herself to be an expert in cold weapons. Others thought she had a strong personality and wanted to compete with him.
But she said it was because she didn’t want to be a burden to him. He asked her if she regretted being with him? She put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips heavily, saying she would never regret it until she died..."
Matsumoto Sho's voice gradually became choked with sobs. It was hoarse and full of deep emotions, which sounded sexy and vicissitudes of life.
He was sad, feeling sad for such a beautiful relationship that had disappeared.
Originally, they were a match made in heaven, so perfect, so matched, and such a love that could move everyone around them.
Rao Mengyu listened silently, and the more she listened, the more bitter she felt. She looked at her knuckles that were turning white, and it felt like a haze had been planted in her heart, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.
It turns out that he, who seemed so cold and heartless, actually had such a touching and sincere love.
No wonder she fell deeply into his gentle embrace the night before the game. She thought any woman would dream of having such a perfect and sincere love!
But, since they love each other so much, why...
"You must want to ask, since they love each other so much, why did Shangguan Yu choose you again?"
Matsumoto Xiang's eyes seemed to be able to see deep into people's hearts. Rao Mengyu raised her head in surprise, somewhat unbelievable.
"Why?"
"Because you have a pair of eyes exactly like 'her'. No one can escape such eyes."
I don’t know how much of Matsumoto Sho’s praise is for ‘her’ and how much of it is for her!
I was shocked beyond words, and suddenly everything made sense.
Why did he have such a shocked expression when he saw her for the first time?
Why would he forcefully kiss her when he saw her for the second time...
Why did he seem to have devoured her one after another and left her with no way to escape...
It turned out that he had locked onto her from the beginning, and the relationship she developed with him was not accidental, but inevitable.
Because, from the beginning, she was a substitute for 'her', a sad substitute, not even as good as a mistress, because if she was a mistress, at least she still had a certain attractiveness, while the substitute was just a person without any existence of her own.
It’s a substitute for the sense, to put it bluntly, it’s a knock-off product that everyone shouts about!!
"Why did they separate?"
She didn't understand, if he loved her so much, why he would deliberately want to get this 'knockoff' from her.
"Because she is dead, and her murderer was your father."