"Hui Hui, don't be like this. It's not easy for us to meet each other. It's so hard for me to find you!"
Rong He's tone was a bit sad.
After Zeng Hui heard this, her heart felt like it was being gently plucked by feathers, and she could no longer harden her heart.
However, she really didn't want to face him.
Maybe it's because she doesn't want to face her past and doesn't want him to see her like this now.
"Relax, I don't want to tell you!"
There was a hint of anger in Zeng Hui's sharp tone.
"I won't let you go! Unless you kill me!"
Ronghe said.
They had had conflicts before, and every time Zeng Hui would say with a bad temper that she would never talk to him again, and he would catch her in a hurry and say such words shamelessly.
Every time he said this, Zeng Hui would soften her heart and reply to him.
"Bah, you don't know how to turn someone into a murderer."
Zeng Hui said the same thing this time.
Although the tone is not as coquettish as before, it still has the charm of that time.
After saying these words, Zeng Hui suddenly felt like she was back to her girlhood, and her eyes softened when she looked at Rong He.
"Hui Hui——"
Rong He once screamed, a cry that was so tender that it could come back a thousand times.
If Zeng Hui was not already a wife, he would still want to hold her in his arms and kiss her slightly pouted mouth like before.
All Zeng Hui's stubborn resistance fell apart at this cry.
Tears also flowed out of her eyes.
Seeing her cry, Rong He also had tears in his eyes.
"Huihui, don't be angry anymore, okay? I have always loved you for so many years."
Rong He looked at Zeng Hui affectionately with hazy tearful eyes and said softly.
Hearing these words, Zeng Hui couldn't bear it anymore, squatted down, covered her face and cried loudly.
Seeing her crying, Rong He was nervous and flustered, "Huihui, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I found you too late, and you have never forgiven me. Huihui, I really have never had any ambiguity with Sun Yan.
I love you, both physically and mentally, you are the only one I love."
"say no more."
Zeng Hui choked up and said, "It's my fault. I was blinded by anger and made a judgment without seeing clearly. Wow..."
Her crying became louder and louder, without any suppression.
It felt like I wanted to cry out all the grievances I had suffered in the past forty years.
Yang Zimei, who was quietly observing the situation outside, felt relieved when she saw her grandma crying like this.
Zeng Hui cried for a while and looked up at Rong He, "But it's too late now, we can never go back."
"I know."
Ronghe reached out and patted her shoulder, "We don't have to go back to the past, we can have the present and the future, Huihui!"
Zeng Hui shook her head, "I have changed and I don't want to have a future with you."
"Huihui, I will respect all your choices."
Rong He stretched out his hand and gently hugged her shoulders, then let go.
Zeng Hui looked at him, was silent for a while, and then asked, "I am no longer the Zeng Hui I used to be. I am old and ugly now, and I am a rural woman."
"Huihui, no matter what you become, you are still the Huihui I love!"
Rong He smiled and said, "I have become old and ugly. I am still a monk."
"Have you really been a monk for many years for me?"
"How could this be false? Before, when we passed by Linghui Temple, I told you that if you don't marry me, I will enter Linghui Temple and become a monk. Huihui, I will never forget my love for you.