"Huihui, don't do this, we can only meet, I find you to find it!"
Rong He's tone with a bit of sadness.
Zeng Hui listened, and the image was gently dialed by the feathers, and he could no longer be hard to get up.
But she really doesn't want to face him.
Perhaps she doesn't want to face her past, and doesn't want him to see himself now.
"Release, I don't want to tell you!"
In the sharp tone of Zeng Hui, with a bit of thinness.
"Never let go! Unless you killed me!"
Rong He said.
In the past, they had also had contradictions. Every time Zeng Hui had a temper, he would never care about him again. He also hurried her and said such a word.
Every time he said this, Zeng Hui would be soft -hearted, and returned to him.
"I am alas, you don’t know how to make people a murderer."
Zeng Hui said the same way this time.
Although the tone was not the kind of coquettish, there was still the charm of the time.
After saying this, Zeng Hui's feeling suddenly returned to the girlhood. Looking at Rong He's eyes, it became softened.
"Huihui-"
Rong He once yelled, called the tenderness, and turned thousands of times.
If Zeng Hui was not already a wife, he also imagined that he was like that before, and kissed her slightly lift.
All the stubborn resistance of Zeng Hui, in this call, collapsed.
Tears also flowed out of her eyes.
Seeing her tears, and the corners of Rong He's eyes also shed tears.
"Huihui, don't be angry anymore, okay? For so many years, I have always loved you."
Rong He looked at Zeng Hui affectionately with the hazy tears, and said softly.
Hearing this sentence, Zeng Hui couldn't help it anymore, squatted down, covering his face and crying.
Seeing her crying, Rong He was nervous and panicked, "Huihui, I'm sorry, I blame me to find you too late, so that you will not be willing to forgive me. Huihui, I really haven't had any trace of ambiguous with Sun Yan,
I love you, no matter whether it is body or heart, I only have you. "
"Don't say it."
Zeng Hui choked, "It's my fault, it is my fiery eyes, and I judged without seeing it clearly, oh ..."
Her crying is getting louder and there is no trace of depression.
It seems to cry all the grievances over the past forty years.
Yang Zimei, who quietly observed the situation outside, saw her grandmother crying like this, and she could rest assured.
Zeng Hui cried for a while, raised his face and looked at Rong He, "But now everything is late, we can never go back."
"I know."
Rong He reached out and patted her shoulder, "We don't have to return to the past, we can have the present, the future, Huihui!"
Zeng Hui shook his head, "I have changed, I don't want to have a future with you."
"Huihui, I will respect all your choices."
Rong He reached out and gently grabbed her shoulders and let go.
Zeng Hui looked at him and was silent for a while, Fang asked, "I'm not the former Zeng Hui, I am now old and ugly, and I am a rural woman."
"Huihui, no matter how you become like this, you are the Huihui I love!"
Rong He smiled, "I have become old and ugly, I am still a monk."
"Do you really become a monk for many years?"
"How can this be fake? In the past, when we passed Linghui Temple, I said to you, if you don't marry me, I will enter Linghui Temple to be a monk. Huihui, I will not forget to treat you