husband from hell

Chapter 214 Be Yourself
But... now the most important thing is my parents, fourth aunt and grandma, and... second grandpa... I just wanted to open my mouth to ask, but Wei Qiancheng said: "Fourth aunt and grandma are with Cheng Ke, you Don't worry, what Calamus wants is longevity, it has nothing to do with longevity, and she doesn't bother to care about it."

Wei Qiancheng always seems to be able to see everything in people's hearts clearly: "As for the father-in-law and mother-in-law, I have already asked someone to take them back to Yuning, let them take a good bath, pat the grapefruit leaves, and get rid of bad luck. What happened... I think you'd better not ask."

I nodded and said thanks.

Like Cheng Ke, he seems to be able to do anything.

"Okay, now you should have nothing else to worry about." Wei Qiancheng leaned closer to me, his alluring face almost brushed against the tip of my nose, the smell of leaves became stronger, and his elegant voice was still a little joking , and said, "Do you think Cheng Ke will come back?"

My heart skipped a beat, I quickly hid back, and said with a guilty conscience: "Cheng Ke? Of course he will come back, he promised to come pick me up..."

"He promised you. Earlier, he also promised Calamus, right?" Wei Qiancheng showed a mocking expression.

These words were like a thorn in my back, and I fell silent.

"It's not easy for Cheng Ke," Wei Qiancheng narrowed his eyes, "When he was alive, he had only a friend like me, and a woman like Changpu. You also know a general idea about those pasts, but now you suddenly turn around and let him go." It's difficult for him to choose."

As he spoke, his fingers drew circles on the table as if habitual.

Still so narcissistic, I didn't see when Cheng Ke took him as a friend.

But...he pretended to be so relaxed because of himself, but that's really the case, right?
There is only one friend and one woman, whom I trust extremely, and that friend is still with that woman.

Even, the meeting was earlier than with him, so that this seemed to be a trick for him.

Double betrayal, double blow, if it was me... I dare not think about it.

Because of his experience, Wei Qiancheng always said that he was used to those betrayals.

"I know," I took a breath and said, "Your circle is really messed up, but wasn't Calamus killed by Cheng Ke himself later? So... Maybe they have already cut off their friendship."

"Oh?" Wei Qiancheng frowned: "Your news is really well-informed...Cheng Ke can still think of that kind of thing?"

Where did Cheng Ke think of it? Iris showed it to me.

Maybe even if he remembered it, he couldn't accept it, so he had to choose to forget it.

Mao Gushen said that Cheng Ke made an appointment with him, and if he loses his memory, tell him not to help him remember the past, because he doesn't want to remember it again.

"I said..." I asked cautiously, "Why did he kill Calamus?"

"I just saw it with my own eyes, but I don't know why it happened." Wei Qiancheng is no longer in the memory that Calamus showed me, the heart-wrenching appearance when the incident happened, his seductive Danfeng eyes just watched himself spinning on the table His fingertips: "As long as the show looks good, it doesn't matter how he gets it out."

play……

Wei Qiancheng probably saw it all through, but he didn't say it through, he was so smart that people were almost intimidated.

In fact, people have to wear a mask in this world, and the real human heart is so easy to see through the flesh and blood.

"Calamus," I tentatively asked, "what kind of person is he?
"It's hard to say. Everyone must look different from different angles." Wei Qiancheng turned his head, sat in front of me, and said, "Who is in someone's heart and what he looks like must depend on who follows him." Who cares. Like, what kind of person is she to you?"

For me...it should be a person who is very far away, so far away that I can't touch it.

But unexpectedly, that distant and untouchable person actually came back to life and walked over with a very elegant posture with a glorious brilliance and confidence that no one can match.

I possessed some things out of nowhere, and she told me that those were just stored by her with me, and now that I come back, I can return them to her.

Actually...she was right, when it came to Changsheng and Cheng Ke, she was the original owner.

But I... those things were suddenly asked to be accepted by me. After I got used to it and liked it, I suddenly wanted to take it back. I couldn't accept it.

There is nothing wrong with saying that people are selfish.

"It's really tiring to always guess whether the other party likes you or not," Wei Qiancheng raised his head and said, "So, I don't want to be unrequited love. You understand, don't you?"

Of course I understand, and I do the same with Cheng Ke.

"There is sweet-scented osmanthus wine under the locust tree here," Wei Qiancheng straightened up: "Since they are all frustrated people, let's make it clear."

I'm allergic to alcohol, but I nodded anyway.

A drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows.

Wei Qiancheng squatted down, dug up a piece of mud behind the big locust tree, and really brought out a jar of wine.

His hands were quite dirty, and there was no faucet here, so I scooped water from the tank with a ladle, poured it on his hands and rinsed it off.

He stared at the water and smiled.

After rinsing, I'm going to get the cup, but he doesn't know what's going on, and when he turns his head, he gets his hands dirty on purpose, and he looks like a child, very pitiful: "Oh, oh, I have to wash it again. once."

"Did you do it on purpose?" I sighed, "Washing your hands can also be addictive?"

"Because, you are the one holding the ladle!" Wei Qiancheng narrowed his coquettish Danfeng eyes: "The light splashed by the water droplets shines in your eyes, it's shining, so beautiful... So, I want to see it again."

"It's the last time, don't worry about getting dirty again."

The aged sweet-scented osmanthus wine is golden-brown in color. It has been buried in the soil for so many years.

I don't know how to drink, and I can't taste the taste of the product. I just feel that it is very fragrant. Moreover, it can make people's forehead slightly warm and make people feel like they are in heaven. It is a kind of fictional happiness.

The sun shines through from under the luxuriant pagoda trees, making it blurry.

Wei Qiancheng picked up the jar and concentrated on pouring the clear wine into the small tea bowl. The scene looked as if it was painted.

"Wei Qiancheng..."

"Ok?"

"I'm just a substitute that looks like Calamus, why are you treating me so well?"

The answer to this question has long been known.

That kind of kindness that cannot be repaid is a kind of fear.

"This..." The osmanthus wine's light refracted into Wei Qiancheng's Danfeng eyes: "Because, you are like me."

"Am I the same as you?" I stared at him: "How am I the same as you?"

"You are the same as me back then, even if you know that you are only later, you still have no hesitation." Wei Qiancheng said with nostalgia: "So, seeing you is like seeing the old self."

Having said that, he smiled slightly, and his red lips formed a beautiful curve: "I know that feeling, so I don't want you to try it once."

After knowing it, I am caught between two people who "love each other". Even if I have a sincere heart, I am still a "third party" who "destroys the happiness of others."

My heart seemed to be pinched by something, it was heavy and a little painful.

"It's quite uncomfortable, isn't it?" Wei Qian supported her cheeks, and her whole body was bathed in a halo of sunlight. Danfeng's eyes were half-closed, as if she was slightly drunk: "You know, why do people have memories of pain more than pain? The memory of happiness is deeper? This is because people have to remind themselves that painful memories should be used as a warning. But it is a pity that even if it hurts, it is also addictive.”

Yes, because I like it... It doesn't matter if I endure the pain, I always feel that everything is worth it.

"Actually, I don't know why." Wei Qiancheng looked at me and smiled brightly, "I just want to protect you."

"Thank you..." Maybe it's because I drank too much wine, and the words that I can't say normally are smooth today, as if because of the wine, I suddenly have a friendship with Wei Qiancheng that I can confide in: "You did the same with Calamus back then, right?" ?”

He knew it was a trap, but he was willing to jump down.

"She's different from you, and doesn't need my protection." Wei Qiancheng's voice cooled down: "And I also have a clear purpose, that is, I want to exchange longevity for her heart, and feel that as long as I can let her stay, everything is worth it. But... the exchange is, after all, the exchange."

For a moment, just for a moment, I actually felt sympathy for Wei Qiancheng.

The scene in the wedding hall is enough to make anyone feel disheartened.

He still seemed to be nostalgic, but he didn't dare to let himself be nostalgic anymore.Longevity is like a scar, always reminding how shocking the injury was at the beginning.

"By the way, I understand your matter." Wei Qiancheng stared at the Xuanji beads hanging around my neck, and smiled slightly: "It is true to say that your luck is low, but if you say that your luck is good, you can always get out of it." Life."

No wonder, Wei Qiancheng was able to help me re-attach the Xuanji beads at the place where the skin was shed: "Do you know Daoist Xuping?"

"I don't know the little bastard who is in charge of the Taiqing Palace now." Wei Qiancheng said with nostalgia: "However, there was also an old bastard who had friendship with me back then, and he could always make an appointment to drink together like now. Later... later Time flies too fast."

This sentence carries a lot of helplessness.

No wonder, back then Wei Qiancheng always went to a place with the fragrance of three and a half coins, and it really was the Taiqing Palace.

I remembered that there was a ball in my arms that recorded the origin of longevity: "Longevity..."

"Longevity is indeed something that shouldn't exist in the world at all." Wei Qiancheng said, "It's the same as me, but there are always people who don't understand and think that this scourge is a treasure."

Wei Qiancheng himself, probably because of this real immortality, has regrets and suffers from it.

"That's why people who can't change the reality," Wei Qiancheng took a sip of his wine, continued, "I have to say one thing, life is destined."

Who said no.

The autumn sun is very warm, but the wind is very cool. The cheeks with fever are hot and rolling, and it is very comfortable to be blown by the wind.

Squint your eyes, the sun shines through your eyelids, it's a golden red, so pretty, I don't want to open my eyes: "Wei Qiancheng, I don't want to let go."

"I know."

Everything was silent, except for the rustling sound of the leaves being stirred by the wind.

Something covered me, probably a piece of clothing, very warm, with the smell of leaves.

The eyelids are heavy, and I can't lift them up, and I can't see.

"So, you still decided to be like me back then." Wei Qiancheng said in a low voice, "I understand everything. So, even if I can only give you a little warmth, I will do my best."

"I'm sorry."

"I don't need you to return it." Wei Qiancheng seemed to help me carefully block the sun with one hand, the golden red color disappeared, and he said slowly in an elegant voice: "People must have seven emotions and six desires, just like food must always have bitterness, hotness and sourness. Sweet, so rich, so, not so boring."

"But... Longevity..."

"Longevity, I will help you find a way."

This sentence was hazy, as if it was far away from me. I didn't hear it clearly, so I fell into a dream.

"I said, long time no see."

It is the spirit body of that woman.

"Are you Changsheng?"

"If you want to call it that, then call it that." The woman looked at me and smiled slightly: "Now, is it time for you to need me?"

"Not at all." I touched the nice Xuanji beads tied around my neck: "I saw you today, probably because the Xuanji beads were loose during the day..."

"I'll tell you." The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "You can dream of me because you want my power."

"Ok?"

"Calamus is back, and Calamus is much better than you everywhere." The woman showed a pitying expression and said, "Don't you want to be stronger than her?"

I think.

I hope that I can also stand beside Cheng Ke like Calamus, and be a complement to each other.

"So, in fact, you have already made a decision in your heart, but you refuse to admit it." The woman still had a seductive smile: "Give yourself to me, your wish, and I will help you realize it."

A heart skipped a beat, okay?
"Whoever Cheng Ke chooses, he will feel sad." The woman continued to be persuasive: "As long as you listen to me, I can make that calamus disappear without a trace, no matter where it is, it can even include Cheng Ke's memory." It is completely clean, as long as there is no calamus, your life will be better."

The feeling of temptation is like a feather gently scratching the bottom of my heart.

"It's very simple." The woman seemed to see the weakness in my heart, and continued: "Are you willing to always stand in the shadow of calamus?"

"I'm not reconciled." I sank my mind and said, "I just want to be myself."

"That's good..." The woman's tone became cheerful: "So, I can help you and make you unique..."

(End of this chapter)