Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Song Tao shivered and put on his coat. He could not help saying, "is it winter in here?"

"Here's the winter of bionics."

Shen mange said faintly, and already walked towards the inside.

Song Tao doesn't quite understand the meaning of Shen mange, but he doesn't ask much, so he goes in directly.

There are many varieties of plum orchards here, even green plum orchards. You can see that ye Nanxian really put his mind into it.

The fragrance of plum blossom is refreshing.

Shen mange walks in the plum blossom forest, but his heart melts a little bit.

At the end is a studio.

Shen mange walks forward and gently pushes open the door of the painting house. A fragrance comes to his nose.

There are also potted plum trees here, which are more exquisite than the natural plum trees outside.

Shen mange looks at the paintings hanging in the painting house and feels familiar.

Suddenly her eyes turned red.

It's a work that she learned to draw when she was four years old. In fact, it's not a work. It's just graffiti. But how could ye Nanxian have it?

Shen mange comes to the front, looks at the mark left by himself, and makes sure that this is the one he used to be.

Along the way to the north, there are her works at the age of five, at the age of seven, at the age of eight, and at the age of twelve. Until Shen mange graduated from University, almost all her works in this life were online.

Not a single work, ye Nanxian has been mounted, and there is no ash on it.

Shen mange's tears are dying.

This silly man, why never let her know this?

"Did ye Nanxian come often in the past five years?"

Shen mange's voice is a little low.

Song Tao nodded and said: "yes, at the beginning, Mr. Ye often stayed here alone, and no one was allowed to accompany him. Later, he came once a week, and he didn't move. But every time I come here, Ye is always on his own, and even I am not allowed to follow. He said it was his private space and no one was allowed to step on it. Today, I'm here with my wife. I don't know if I'll be upset when I look back. "

"No

Shen mange smiles and looks affectionate.

She scanned the whole studio as if she had seen her whole life.

Although Ye Nanxian did not set up a tomb for her, he missed her and missed her in this way. If such deep feelings are not love, what else is love?

Shen mange slowly observed and looked at it carefully.

Through the studio, there is a bedroom in the back.

Here is a wedding dress and a Chinese dress.

Shen mange can see that she wore it when she got married. At the beginning, this wedding dress was airlifted by Ye Nanxian from abroad. Although the wedding was held in a hurry, ye Nanxian never made do with what she should give her.

It is said that this wedding dress was designed by a famous designer in Paris, France. Ye Nanxian ordered it a long time ago.

Maybe it was not for her Shen mange, but it was put on her body and became her wedding dress.

The Chinese style dress is Shen mange's favorite. It's double necked, very retro and dignified.

She came to the dress and touched it gently, as if she could feel the temperature above.

At the back of the dress is a white tuxedo. It was worn by Ye Nanxian at that time and bought by Shen mange himself.

Now this dress is hanging here, and there is a plaque on the central court behind it, with four big characters in gold.

"A hundred years together!"

Shen mange's nose was sour, and he couldn't help crying.

Holding her son's hand and growing old with her son was her only idea when she married Ye Nanxian. Five years ago, she thought that ye Nanxian had betrayed her and began to hate this man. However, in the past five years, he remembered their marriage and feelings in this way.

Shen mange saw that there were two rings on the main hall table, which were the rings they had when they got married.

Shen mange left the ring at that time, but he didn't expect Ye Nanxian to keep it.

Under the ring is their marriage certificate.

The marriage certificate is no longer new, and even the edges and corners are worn. It can be seen that people often touch and look at it.

Shen mange took out a look, once familiar appearance let her tears.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Shen mange takes out the picture in his sleeve.

that's from as like as two peas. It's a woman on Huo Zhenfeng's easel. It's a yellowed photograph. But strangely, she looks the same as Shen Shen's song before.

How can there be such a similar person in the world?

The key is which woman, if she has anything to do with Huo Zhenfeng, is about the same age as mother Shen now?

Shen mange is a little uneasy.What does this woman have to do with her?

How could it be like that?

If they were alone, no one would doubt them, but she had nothing to do with this woman.

Shen mange's mind flashed doubts.

She has never heard that she is not a child of the Shen family, and she has never heard of any relationship between the Shen family and the Huo family, or even any relationship. So what's the matter with this similar photo?

Shen mange couldn't understand it.

She put the picture away again.

Here is her breath everywhere, even if she is not here, the flowers, grass, trees and trees here are dressed up according to her preferences.

This is not so much the private cemetery of Ye Nanxian as the private space specially created for her by Shen mange.

Shen mange sat in the room. Although it was very cold, his heart was hot and his blood was boiling.

Song Tao was so cold that he had to remind Shen mange, "madam, it's time for us to go back. Ye always doesn't know if we've had lunch."

When he said that, Shen mange remembered that he hadn't had time for lunch, let alone Ye Nanxian.

"Well, go back."

Shen mange can't wait to see ye Nanxian.

This man is so sullen.

Why didn't he tell her his kindness earlier?

Why don't you let her know that you miss her in the past five years?

Shen mange can't wait to go out, even fell at the door, scared Song Tao to help, but Shen mange said with a smile: "it's OK, it doesn't hurt."

Song Tao feels that Shen mange's mood has changed, and he is happy and inexplicable.

He didn't know why, but he helped Shen mange up.

Shen mange's knee is bruised, but he doesn't care much.

Two people out of the private garden, all the way to the hospital. When passing by the imperial food garden, Shen mange stops Song Tao.

She went in and bought a pigeon soup for ye Nanxian.

It's said that pigeon soup is good for wound healing.

Shen mange carefully took pigeon soup all the way back to the ward.

"Ye Nanxian, what do you think I brought back for you?"

Shen mange's voice is clear, with a trace of happiness and joy.

Ye Nanxian is looking at her lightly, without sadness or joy.

"What's the matter?"

Shen mange realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the ward.

Song Tao thought of something, just about to open his mouth, but he was scolded by Ye Nanxian.

"Get out!"

There was a trace of repression and forbearance, and a trace of unspeakable anger.

Shen mange was a little surprised. He put the pigeon soup on the table and quickly poured it out for one night. He handed it to Ye Nanxian and said with a smile, "you drink it while it's hot. I heard the old man say that if you have a knife edge on your body, it will heal quickly. There's no time today. I'll buy pigeons for you tomorrow."

Ye Nanxian looks at the steaming pigeon soup in front of her eyes, but the words that Zhao Ning asks Shen mange constantly emerge in her mind.

He suddenly opened his mouth.

"You came back for revenge and revenge, didn't you? All you've done to me is hypocritical, all to take advantage of me, isn't it? "

Shen mange was suddenly stunned.

She seemed to understand something. Her arms were a little stiff.

"You asked Song Tao to follow me to watch me?"

"Tell me, don't you? You used to be good to me, my feelings were burned in that fire, right? What are your feelings for me now? Hate? Or revenge? Do you want to know what I look like after I fall in love with you? Are you satisfied now? Do you have a great sense of achievement? Do you have to let me experience your despair in the fire? You say, as long as you say, I'll go. I have done your revenge and your anger

Ye Nanxian's eyes are scarlet, and even some crystal things are wandering in his eyes.

My heart hurts!

It turns out that falling in love with someone is not only sweet, but also painful.

He thought that he had experienced the most miserable years in the world in the past five years, but he didn't expect that five years was not as good as what Zhao Ning asked Shen mange.

She did not answer, that is the default!

At the thought of Shen mange coming back with the idea of revenge, ye Nanxian can't bear the thought of Shen mange's playing hard to get from this meeting to now.

He was fooled around like a fool.

If Shen mange comes back, he will tell him that she came for the Revenge of that year. Even if she wanted him to die, he didn't care.

But now his heart is aching beyond measure.

Can still pay everything for her, and even life, but the position of the heart seems to be torn open a big hole, bloody, pain.Shen mange has never seen Ye Nanxian like this. He seems to cry anytime and anywhere.

This is not ye Nanxian.

Ye Nanxian is strong and indifferent. How can he cry?

But why is the heart inexplicable some sour?

"Ye Nanxian, it's not what you think."

"What's that? Dare you say you didn't come back to get back at me? Not to come back and use me? "

Ye Nanxian's voice trembled.

Shen mange is speechless.

She really came back for revenge, but also to take something from ye Nanxian, but now how can she explain?

Shen mange said anxiously: "it used to be because of misunderstanding. Now I'm true to you. Ye Nanxian, I admit that I have something else for you when I come back this time, but it's not for me, it's for us... "

"Enough!"

Ye Nanxian suddenly interrupted her, and even overturned the pigeon soup in her hand.

Pigeon soup is very hot. When it spills on singer Shen man's back, the back of her hand immediately turns red.

Ye Nanxian wanted to reach out, but he had a look, and finally he held back.

He held his hands tightly and said coldly, "get out!"