After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 472 Lover
lover!

When Yin Ruming said these words indifferently, not only Li Chenan was taken aback, Xiao Baozi and Wen Xiaowan were even more shocked.

Firstly, they were extremely surprised by Yin Ruming's identity, and secondly, this word touched them a lot.

At this moment, Li Chenan remembered his previous life.

In his previous life, he didn't have a wife, but he had a lover.

Lots of lovers.

A wife and a lover are completely different.

There is only one wife.

The wife is the root.

A lover...is just a flower to admire, a vase to play with.

A wife is a safe haven.

Harbor will not move, will not change, it will always be there.

It will also keep a light on forever, waiting for the man who hasn't come home yet.

A lover is a place of spiritual consolation, but often after that consolation, it makes people feel more empty and confused... Some people are deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves, while others turn around with guilt and look for the light that guides them home.

He bowed his head silently, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the four-inch thing in the bowl and put it into his mouth.

He chewed it carefully, and it tasted good.

To live a new life in this life, what he needs is that quiet harbor, and he doesn't need to find that spiritual comfort.

What Wen Xiaowan thought at the moment was not like this.

After she heard these words, her eyes gradually lit up——

Lover, that is also love!

It is a more selfless love!
She can have nothing.

Fame, fame, family, wealth, all of these, at least for now she thinks these are not important.

She can stay alone in the empty room, just waiting for Li Chenan to arrive one day.

Then silently watched him leave.

Continue to wait.

Repeatedly, the flowers bloom and fall, until one day the old and yellow face is no longer.

He is the Regent of Ning Kingdom.

He already had Zhongli Ruoshui and Miss Xiao.

It would be nice if I could be his lover.

The rivers and lakes are very big, and there are many women who are lovers.

Some are for money, some are for showing off, and some are suffering just so that one day they can survive.

she is not.

She just simply felt that it would be nice to be his woman.

"I was quite pretty when I was young."

"There is no cat in the world that does not steal!"

"A man...even if it is a man like Qin Lin, even if he marries Lu Fengling who is as beautiful as a flower...he will still look for food outside."

"I... I don't know whether I should say I am lucky or unlucky. Everyone in the Qin family is suave and suave, and they even wear the dazzling aura of Qinjian Villa."

"That night, his face was full of tears."

"That night, I raised my glass to get myself drunk...I didn't resist."

"Just like that, I have never married in my life, nor have I ever liked a second man."

Yin Ruming laughed at himself suddenly, and raised his glass: "Let's not talk about that, you have to keep a close eye on your man, this little carelessness... maybe he has built countless nests outside!"

Xiao Baozi asked suddenly at this moment: "Then...do you have any children?"

Yin Ruming's hand holding the wine glass stopped in the air.

Her eyes became hollow for three breaths at that moment.

But she soon smiled far-fetchedly and shook her head: "No!"

Really not?
Except for herself, I am afraid no one knows.

Li Chenan sighed slightly:
"Amorous feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, and it's even more embarrassing. They neglected the Qingqiu Festival."

"All encounters are destined."

"Come on, drink!"

Xiao Baozi turned his head and looked at the cow beside him.

Yin Ruming drank another glass of wine, and asked again: "There must be many masters in Zhou Yuan, what do you rely on?"

Li Chen'an smiled slightly: "Great Master Yan Jidao, you should have arrived at Zhouzhuang."

Yin Ruming was startled, and the expression on his face became a little weird.

……

……

It was dark.

The wind is rising.

There is a lot of snow.

On this snowy night, Yan Jidao arrived at Zhouzhuang.

He did not look for any inn.

He didn't go to Zhouyuan either.

He went to Zhoushan, which is eighteen miles away from Zhouzhuang.

Zhoushan, which stretches for hundreds of miles, ends here.

Zhoushan is very high.

There is no one in the four fields.

However, there are two lights in a very hidden valley in Zhoushan.

He stood on a treetop not far from the light, with his hands behind his back, and frowned as he looked at the light there.

There should have been no one living there.

There, no one should have known.

He used to be very familiar there, and now... is still very familiar.

The light there has not been turned on for 15 years, but it turned on today!

Besides her, who else would have lit those two lamps?

Could it be that some hunter who entered the mountain happened to find the wooden house?

Not Orion.

Orion will light the lamp inside the house, not the one outside!

It was a small wooden building that was not very wide.

A lamp hung on the eaves outside the small building.

A light came on in the house.

Yan Jidao landed in front of the door of this small building.

He looked at the half-hidden door, but he didn't reach out to push it open.

He looked up at the lintel of the door.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging there.

The wind chime seems very old, but when the wind blows, it still sways and makes a crisp sound of jingling.

It's like conjuring a soul.

It's like welcoming someone back home.

This is not his home.

His home is in Kyoto.

Although that home is brightly lit every night, in his heart, that home is dark.

It's cold.

It made him extremely repulsive.

It's different here.

here is small
Although crude.

But it happened to be his favored home.

Also a woman.

But the difference between women and women happens to be that big.

He only recognizes this family, because he only has that woman in his heart!
Listening to the sound of the wind chimes and looking at the familiar appearance of the string of wind chimes, Yan Jidao faintly revealed a look of pain between his brows.

He doesn't want to go back to the past.

But the memory of the past is so unforgettable, as if it was just yesterday, right in front of my eyes.

The string of wind chimes was hung up by her.

She said that when the wind chimes sounded, she would feel that he had come back.

That's what she's looking forward to.

It is her watchman.

It was the nest he built with her!

He would not allow anyone to encroach on his and her nest.

Even if it is an empty nest that has been vacant for 15 years.

Yan Ji expressed his killing intent.

But just at this moment, there was the sound of water flowing inside.

It sounded familiar to him.

There is a hot spring in the house.

Fifteen years ago, her favorite thing to do was to soak in that hot spring on a snowy night.

Scoop up the warm water with a ladle and pour it on him.

The same sound of watering.

Damn it!

He actually polluted that pool of hot springs!
He was about to open the door and enter when a voice came from inside the room.

It's a woman's voice:

"You are still here."

"Unfortunately, your lover has turned into a pile of bones."

"Since you're here, come in."

"Let me rub your back like she did."

"But I'm definitely not as good as that vixen, but I still want to try."

Yan Jidao's hand on the door froze suddenly.

He was familiar with this voice, but also hated it.

She is his wife, Princess Liyang, Ning Muxue!
She has a very beautiful name.

Also has a beautiful face.

And a proud body.

But he had that viper-like heart.

Why is she here?

How does she know here?

Yan Jidao took a deep breath, a gust of wind came, and the lantern swayed in the wind.

The wind chimes sounded again.

He was silent for a moment, opened the door, and walked in.

(End of this chapter)