New marriage no regrets: old husband young wife

Two days later

Xue miyue looked at herself in the mirror. Her white evening dress set off her as holy and elegant as the bright moon in the sky, as if the whole person's temperament had taken on a new look, Shen guanyue's face and her body.

Raise your hand and touch your face as bright and beautiful as an angel, with brown hair, air bangs and neat sideburns, white lace hair with a little feminine and lovely and pure.

Such a self, let her have a trace of confusion. She has never been so beautiful, exquisite makeup, expensive dress and crystal high heels.

This belongs to Shen guanyue, not her Xue miyue. She always finds her place.

Looking out of the window, the crescent moon is hidden in the clouds. There is elegant classical music in the antique garden of Shen family, which is always incompatible with his princess style room style.

"Young lady, get ready to go down." Zheng Yu reminds her. Xue miyue takes over the White Tulle Lace Shawl and gives a faint 'um'. She suddenly looks up and asks Zheng Yu: "Zheng Yu, when is your birthday?"

Zheng Yu, who was looking down to sort out the description for Xue miyue, said with a smile: "I? In early summer, it rained all day at that time, which is also the reason for my name."

Xue miyue said with sincere envy: "this birthday is very good..."

Zheng Yu looked at Xue miyue's misty eyes and couldn't help asking, "what about... You?" Xiaoyue.

Xue miyue is a smart man. Seeing Zheng Yu's eyes, she knows that she wants to ask her true self. After thinking about it, she still smiles and answers: "I don't know. I've never... I only spend it with my sisters on New Year's day on January 1 every year. It's my birthday. That's what it says on my ID card. But in fact... No one knows when my real birthday is..."

No one knows. Maybe the one who really knows has been killed by her.

Zheng Yu's eyes flashed a doubt. How can no one know when he was born?

"But it doesn't matter. From today on, don't I have a birthday? And there are so many people celebrating for me." Xue miyue cleaned up her mood and smiled at Zhengyu. She really felt it didn't matter.

Zheng Yu suddenly came forward and hugged Xue miyue, sucked her breath and cried: "Xiaoyue, i... I'll leave tomorrow. Take good care of yourself... I'll make myself harder and better, and I'll come back to help you!"

The word "parting" came to Xue miyue's heart, and the emotion was faint with sadness.

Xue miyue looks down at her head in her arms. There are too few people around her to trust. Zhengyu may be one of them. Maybe she doesn't know her origin, but she knows what she has experienced and that she is not Shen guanyue.

She never felt that Zheng Yu knew that the secret was dangerous. On the contrary, she was glad that someone could speak.

Zhengyu raised his head, tears rustled down, but his eyes were clear: "you should take good care of yourself. This family is very dangerous, but my brother will always be with you. He promised me. Don't be like the eldest lady... Being plotted... I know you are different..."