Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 842 Jie ~ ([-])

"Do you know what I was doing just now?" Bai Weiyang suddenly asked mysteriously.

"Huh?" Feng Songjie was surprised.

Bai Weiyang: "I want to worship Lord Jiu as my teacher."

Feng Songjie paused, "And then."

Bai Weiyang jumped off the bed, spreading her hands helplessly, "From what you saw, he rejected me."

Even if he knelt down and begged him, he would not accept her as his disciple, Bai Weiyang couldn't even figure out who he belonged to.

Feng Songjie once again thought of Xu Jiu's words, strength is a problem, he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, feeling a little bored in his heart, people say that one must be calm in one's practice, but he is the military governor of Jiangbei Province, he has The responsibility lies with him, he can't break through the world of mortals to practice.

Feng Songjie's expression became a little stiff.

"Yangyang, are we still engaged?"

"Why do you ask that?" Bai Weiyang looked at him strangely.

Apprenticeship has nothing to do with engagement.

"..." Feng Songjie almost wanted to say, I think he is very strong, but he couldn't say it, he had died several times before, and he couldn't say anything because of inferiority, he curled his lips and smiled, "It's okay, Get engaged."

Bai Weiyang, who found him very strange, said seriously: "Feng Songjie, do you know what marriage means?"

"It means responsibility, it means family."

"No. The best marriage is to act as if you've never been married. This is the best way to keep your marriage fresh."

Feng Songjie laughed all of a sudden.

She didn't want him to overthink the marriage contract and cause pressure.

Feng Songjie hugged her over and asked in a low voice: "Will you like others more than me in the future?"

"?" Bai Weiyang looked at him suspiciously.

Is this person ashamed again?
Feng Songjie: "A person's life is too long. In such a short period of time, you have to find your lover and be with you until you grow old..."

After Bai Weiyang didn't finish speaking, he answered: "This is a terrible thing. Will you betray me?"

"No." Feng Songjie said firmly.

Bai Weiyang nodded in satisfaction, lying in Feng Songjie's arms, for the first time, she acted like a baby, she liked to hear him say such things, she liked that he would not betray.

"Jie, in my life, what I pursue is not excitement, and I am not interested in changing men all the time. I don't need you to like me too much. I just hope that we can grow together in unknown fields and make progress together. I hope that we can stand side by side Fight. Instead of saying, you are a woman, you should stand behind me, I protect you! Does it matter who protects whom? The premise of gender balance is that I will not use the charm of women to stand under your wings. "

After Feng Songjie listened, his mood became very complicated.

Bai Weiyang kissed his eyelids, then straddled him, the two of them faced each other, their posture was very casual.

She spoke like a poet.

"In the near future, a poet named Shu Ting wrote a poem called "To the Oak Tree".

The content of the poem is very simple, I will read it to you. "

……

Then, Bai Weiyang quietly looked into his eyes, with a smile and a little tenderness in his eyes, and chanted tenderly.

If I love you——
Never like a climbing lily,
Show yourself off by your tall branches;

If I love you——
Never learn from infatuated birds,

repeating monotonous songs for shade;

Not only like a fountain,

Sending cool comfort all year round;
Not only like a dangerous peak,

Increase your height and complement your majesty.

Even daylight.

Even spring rains.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok near you,
Stand with you as the image of a tree.

Roots, clinging to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.

every gust of wind,
We all salute each other,
but no one
understand our language.You have your copper branches and iron trunks,
like a knife, like a sword,
also like a halberd;
I have my red flowers,

like a heavy sigh,

And like a torch of valor.

We share the cold wave, wind and thunder, thunderbolt;
We share mist, liulan, red neon,
as if separated forever,

But forever.

This is great love,

Perseverance is here:

Not only love your majestic body,
And love where you stand, the ground beneath your feet.

(End of this chapter)