My girlfriend is from the future!

Chapter 131 The Belated Sunshine Cannot Save Withered Flowers ([-])

"You don't even know why he came here, so even if you know where he went now, what's the point?"

Seeing Wen Liang's sad appearance, Cao Aiqing couldn't bear it.

In fact, she and Wen Liang don't have any direct grievances, but she and He Tianran had a similar experience. Under the humiliation that she felt the same way, sympathy for one person naturally became disgust for the other person.

It's just that in this disgust, at this moment, there are already some inexplicable things.

"He...why did he come to this world? Cao Aiqing, you must know something by saying that, right?"

A gleam of hope flashed across Wen Liang's face, as if she had figured out the problem and many things could be solved easily, she looked at Cao Aiqing with pleading eyes.

At this time, Cao Aiqing was struggling repeatedly in his heart.

If we look at what the boy He Tianran told me about the past, he should have told Wen Liang the whole truth. When she enters reincarnation, she can find that shy and introverted boy again, and finish it after spending an unforgettable time with him. Atonement, finally, with peace of mind...disappear!
Just doing this... won't it turn into the current situation again?

That He Tianran who has a good life will still give up everything, save Wen Liang without hesitation, and then push another person who loves him to the current ending.

Cao Aiqing lowered her eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Wen Liang...the 'He Tianran' you love, isn't there all the time? Why do you want to grab another one?"

Wen Liang was startled when he heard the words.

"what……"

Cao Aiqing didn't want to listen to her justification, and said directly: "You knew that the original He Tianran wouldn't love you, so now there is another He Tianran who loves you so much, are you confused? Haven't you read the novel? He lived a good life in another world, so don't bother him anymore. "

Wen Liang was horrified:

"That novel...have you read it too?"

Cao Aiqing nodded slowly.

Suddenly, an unspeakable atmosphere permeated between the two women. None of them was the heroine in the novel, but who can say that they have nothing to do with that novel?
"Yesterday I asked him, he was so devoted to the other me, but he fell in love with you as soon as he came to this world, I don't understand, then he told me that I'm not the Cao Aiqing he likes, He's right, I'm getting married tomorrow, and I don't covet his little love for me, now I'll give you the same words, Wen Liang."

Cao Aiqing fell into memory, she looked at the woman who had lost her beloved, and continued:
"He separates his feelings very clearly, and you, Wen Liang, are the same. What you should look for now is the He Tianran who was bullied by you, not the one who has disappeared."

Wen Liang's inner thoughts were churning, she stared at Cao Aiqing who was sitting on the chair, and after hearing what she said, she suddenly realized that the emotions hidden under the other's delicate face seemed to be sadder than her own.

That's right, in He Tianran's novel, he described the relationship between him and Cao Aiqing with the most delicate brushstrokes.

Perhaps, Cao Aiqing in this world has never liked He Tianran.

However, the reality under the contrast of that illusory beauty often appears extraordinarily cruel.

Especially when Cao Aiqing learned everything and saw another living He Tianran appearing in front of her, she would not be less shocked than herself.

Wen Liang stood up again, and asked the last question of the trip:
"Ai Qing... Have you ever asked He Tianran why he fell in love with me when he was young?"

Cao Aiqing frowned, as if something had stabbed her heart hard, she smiled bitterly and said:

"It's a chance meeting, who can tell clearly?"

"Maybe, this is the difference between me and you... I will definitely find him and figure out everything!"

"Warm and cool!"

After all, Wen Liang turned around and was about to leave, but Cao Aiqing suddenly stood up from the chair, maybe it was the words "I'm different from you" that stimulated her, maybe it was Wen Liang's obsessive behavior that aroused her Apart from her anger, it is also possible that it was a combination of both.

And this kind of behavior made Cao Aiqing vent loudly in a gaffe:
"Aren't you hurting He Tianran badly enough? Let's end your grievances with him! I don't tell you the truth, it's also his intention. You just treat the appearance of that boy as a dream. Now the dream It's over, return to your original life, from now on, you and He Tianran will have no debts, just let the story stay on the last page of that novel, isn't that good?"

These words were also eloquent, every word seemed to erupt after a long time of brewing in her heart, and Wen Liang, who was still in a weak position just now, was surprisingly calm at this moment. When Cao Aiqing uttered the first sentence, she felt Shaking her head stupidly, when the other party finished speaking, she slowly said:

"Ai Qing...Actually, you are afraid...that novel will continue to be written?"

"..."

Cao Aiqing was at a loss for words for a while, she hadn't thought about this question, but when she heard this sentence, she finally realized that she didn't think about it, she was just avoiding it.

She just hopes that if there really is such a parallel time and space, she will be able to spend her youth well.

The novel is very complete, leaving enough room for imagination, Cao Aiqing can even imagine how happy and happy such a self will be in college and life in the future.

However, she no longer wants to see another He Tianran appear on the eve of her wedding and say that she misses another woman very much. She knows that the other self must also want to hear "" from her lover's mouth. forever" word.

Even without Wen Liang, there would be no story between them. Cao Aiqing also felt that the novel had already written enough, so there was no need to continue, and let the ending be fixed at the most beautiful moment.

After reading the novel, start your own life.

What's wrong with doing this?

Humans are selfish...

Wen Liang didn't continue to pester her. Before she left, she glanced back at the lonely bride and left in silence.

She who lost her lover didn't find the answer, and she who was about to get married was entangled in herself.

None of them are wrong.

Cao Aiqing sat back on the chair and looked down at a jewelry box in front of the mirror.

After a while, the door of the room was knocked again, but Cao Aiqing didn't seem to hear it, she was meditating, unaware that the person outside the door had quietly walked behind her.

It wasn't until a pair of hands gently pressed her shoulders that Cao Aiqing came back to his senses.

She raised her head, and in the mirror, there was another woman behind her. This woman was seven or eight points similar to Cao Aiqing, but she looked much older, and there were some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Although the years had aged her face, But this woman exudes an unconcealable calm and intellectual temperament. There is a kind smile on her face, like a warm sun, making people calm and warm.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Cao Aiqing called softly, and the mother looked at her daughter in the mirror and smiled gently.

"Your father, I had a quarrel with your mother-in-law in the hall just now. It was because of a piece of carpet. Your mother-in-law thought black was unlucky, so she changed it to a red one, which was more festive. Your father was not happy to see it, but he couldn't quarrel. Your mother-in-law, you can’t explain the reasoning, and in the end it can only be a scholar who meets a soldier, and now I don’t know where to sulk, so I came to see if he is with you.”

Cao's mother seemed to be talking about a trivial matter, Cao Aiqing listened silently, but she didn't get very angry.

"Just change it... as long as the old man is happy."

Cao Aiqing spoke softly, and Cao's mother moved a chair from the side, sat next to her daughter, and said softly:
"Xiao Ai, just now when mom came in to see you kept your head down, were you thinking about something?"

Cao Aiqing shook her head: "Well, no..."

Mother Cao looked at her daughter, held her hand with both hands, and said slowly:
"Xiaoai... Your father may not have the face to see you now, will you forgive what your father said to you?"

Cao Aiqing was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said:
"Mom...don't say that...it's all my own choice...I'm fine..."

After listening to her words, Cao's mother smiled calmly, pulled out her hand, and stroked her daughter's cheek.

"From tomorrow onwards, you will be someone else's bride, but there are some things that my mother must tell you. Mom knows that your personality follows me, and you must go to the end of what you decide. It's just that my mother is luckier than you. I was lucky to meet your father. We met early, and no one has experienced waiting for someone. Therefore, the appearance of Xiao Guo made us all feel touched. We thought he would cherish and love you, but the facts have proved that, He didn't let us down either..."

"It's just that mom and dad seem to have forgotten one thing. Love is not out of emotion or gratitude. It happens naturally. If a wrong person becomes a right person because of suffering, then love Thinking about it, isn't it a little too simple?"

Speaking of which, Cao's mother gently embraced her daughter whose eyes were gradually losing consciousness. After a while, she felt that her chest became a little moist. She patted her daughter's back and said in relief:

"Xiao Ai, Mom and Dad like Xiao Guo very much. We also respect your wishes, but we don't want the choice you said to be a choice you have no choice. You must know that you will always be my follower. Daddy's baby, you don't need to be so sensible, you can do whatever you want at any time."

Cao Aiqing, who was buried in her mother's arms, did not make a sound. The unwillingness and grievances of these years turned into trembling shoulders. When did I, who always loves to cry, become able to cry silently...

After a long time, Cao Aiqing sat quietly on the chair and let her mother take out a pair of earrings from the jewelry box to wear for herself. She looked at the string of moon-white bodhi seeds in the jewelry box, which came from I asked myself a question in my heart -

If I had stood in front of a young man who was being bullied back then, or if I had sent him a bouquet of flowers when he was in despair, would everything have been different?

(End of this chapter)