The president's seven-night ex-wife

Tong Huan has actually been working very hard towards Huangfu Lie, trying hard to tolerate him, trying hard to accept him, trying hard to learn to condone his bad temper.

She was originally a simple girl, she did everything wholeheartedly, whether it was practice questions or love.

She takes it all seriously.

Serious to the awesome attitude!

This is also the reason why Tong Huan has been so good since he was a child!

She is not only smart, but also hardworking and serious, never cynical for a moment.

Where is Huang Fulie?He is smart, his talent is amazing, he learns everything very easily, so everything is simple to him, he treats everything as a game, even if he is with Tong Huan, it is nothing but nothing to Huangfu Lie Games are also available.

These are two extreme attitudes towards life.

Huangfu Lie looked at Tong Huan, very surprised and shocked.

In the dim light, the woman's quiet and exquisite face is very serious and stubborn.

That was a feeling that Huangfu Lie never understood.

What he is doing is just for fun, he doesn't care.

However, he was shocked by Tong Huan's seriousness!

Then, suddenly, the little girl who was her age, the little girl who threw the harmonica to her in the hospital, the little girl who only wore white...

At that time, five-year-old Yun Lie was neglected because of the birth of his younger brother. He became inferior and lonely. No matter what he did, he would never get the praise from his adoptive parents. All their eyes were on his little brother. Feeling that Yun Lie was superfluous, they discussed sending him away...

At that time, he couldn't help looking for the little girl who threw the harmonica to him.

Once, he passed by the garden, looked at the roses in the garden, and subconsciously ordered: "Help me pick that pink rose and give it to me!"

At that time, he was still an arrogant young master, and he was superior to everyone.

Tong Huan was very tolerant of him, and picked a rose full of thorns for him.

However, the rose was not pink, but red.

He didn't think there was anything at first, thinking that she had picked the wrong one, and subconsciously complained: "I want the pink one, not the red one."

He couldn't remember the expression on Xiao Tonghuan's face at that time, but she still turned around and plucked another rose for him: .

That one is yellow!

Huang Fulie laughed at her back then: "Are you color blind? Or your parents never taught you colors! This one is yellow! It's not pink!"

The little girl in the white skirt ignored him, turned her head and walked away.

He just felt baffled, color blindness is nothing in itself.

The meeting again was when he was going to the holy city, he went to find her, that was the most painful period in his life, he felt that he was sent away, abandoned...

He felt that his life was full of misfortune!

He sat on the steps and looked at the little girl with gloomy and sad eyes.

She was learning to play the flute at that time, and the music was melodious. After she finished playing a piece, she sat down in front of him at the expense of her white body. She said: "There is a book that begins like this. Happy lives are mostly similar, but unfortunate Everyone’s life is different. In fact, what you see as misfortune is already happiness for many people. You have a rich life without worrying about food and clothing, but many people can’t even eat enough. Those colonial countries Worse, they are at war, plundered and occupied by powerful countries. Their women are our playthings, and their men are our slaves. They live a bad life."

"Living is suffering. Take me for example. I have to learn a lot of things. Even if I go around here every day, I still practice with my flute."

"That day, you asked me to pick a pink rose for you, but I didn't know which one was pink! To you, the sky is blue, the trees are green, and the pomegranate flowers are bright. Red, but for me, these are all gray. Since I was born, I can only see three colors of black, white and gray. You must have never used the teacher’s black and white TV, the kind of TV without color, but , my eyes are this kind of black and white TV set."

He was shocked, and suddenly understood that she was not color-blind, she couldn't see specific colors, for her, everything was gray.

From birth, it is gray.

But she is as safe and calm as ever, working hard and earnestly living, studying all kinds of knowledge hard, so that she can become excellent.

Even if she is telling all this now, her expression is indifferent and calm, and she continued: "You told me that you like blue, the endless sky blue or the endless sea blue, and you hope to wear blue clothes all your life." Clothes. You wear blue now!"

"However, to me, everything is gray. If you don't tell me, I don't know what color you are wearing! Me! I'm afraid that my clothes will be wrong and the color will be ugly, so I just wear White! It’s all white, so you can’t go wrong!”

She comforted him with her natural misfortune, her expression was detached indifferent and quiet.

On her face, he could not see inferiority complex and melancholy, but only silence and calmness.

Later he left, but he also remembered that he would live well.

He also started to wear white clothes, just because he hoped that he would know what color he was wearing next time he met her, and he even fell in love with every woman who liked white.

Han Enya, those young women...

He liked them, made love to them, or cared for them, simply because they were all dressed in white.

White has become his habit.

However, he has forgotten why it became a habit.

He recalled it again, and then couldn't help looking at her in surprise, her eyes were beautiful, clean and clear, black and white, like water and moon, quiet and peaceful...

such beautiful eyes...

But I can't see the colors in this world...

She likes painting the most, but she doesn't even know how to color it to look good.

Because her eyes are different from others, what she sees is only black, white and gray, while other people's world is colorful.

He was very distressed.

He is the painting she pursues, she is serious and persistent, and does not want to leave regrets.

At that moment, too many complicated thoughts surged.

He tilted his head slightly, letting the sadness pass by.

His sudden, deep-rooted sadness, he has never been so sad, but she, she is as quiet and peaceful as ever, and she is at peace with life's happiness and misfortune for her.

What a wonderful life this is!

No sadness or joy, neither favor nor shame!

No coming, no going, no sorrow, no joy!

He suddenly remembered a sentence: whether you miss me or not, I will always be there, neither coming nor going, no sadness or joy.

Using this sentence to describe Tonghuan is the most ironic!

His companion is such a peaceful and silent woman!