The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 31 31. Shen Yueying

The ink dripped into the water, and the black smudge spread layer by layer, making the water more and more turbid.

Agarwood was too sleepy to hold on and fell asleep.

During the few hours she was asleep, the incident of the mud child in Mahe Village went viral on the Internet.

More and more posts and news are coming out.

After Biluo Xiaoya and Li Jingcai were called for debt by their creditors, their faces were stained with color, and they rolled eggs on their eyes, with tears in their other good eyes.

Unable to sleep, he scrolled through his phone.

I just happened to see an article with the title: Analysis of the Massacre in Mahe Village: What kind of parents are more terrifying than vampire parents?
  The content is nothing more than a criticism of parents who force their children to get married and have children, causing their children to have misfortunes throughout their lives.

The comment area has become a scene of large-scale complaints.

One of the popular comments: Do they love us more when they give birth to us, or do they ask for more? Judging from the incident in Mahe Village, it is obviously the latter. How many parents satisfy their own selfish desires in the name of "I'm doing it for you"? To put it bluntly, it means raising children to provide for old age.

Most of the following are refutations of him.

One of them is Zhai Xinhou: The collapse of an individual cannot represent everything. The love between parents and children is the most difficult and deepest friendship in the world. The reason why this matter has aroused such heated discussion is precisely because it is a rare encounter. The world is full of wonders, so don’t doubt the most beautiful things in the world just because of individual cases.

There is also a reply from Mango: The deceased is gone. I am also a child from a poor family. My parents have not provided me with any material support. I have to work hard to make money to help my mother survive. But every morning, the sun shines on my face. When I buy hot buns and hot soy milk and eat it in my stomach, I will sigh at the beauty of life. I have the best thing: my life is what my mother gave me, so don’t care about love and request so clearly.

But Li Jingcai didn't see these replies.

The message to remind you to pay back your credit card came again.

These hard days really have no end.

……

Chen Xiangyin had a long dream.

She was exactly the same in the dream as she was now.

On the grass shrouded in the warm golden sun, a girl with two braids played and ran around pulling a kite string.

"Flying so high... Mom, look!" Her short arms pulled hard on the kite string, she wanted Chen Xiang to praise her.

But Chen Xiangyin refused to respond to the girl's enthusiasm even though her heart melted when he saw her.

So the girl thought that she had not done well enough and the kite could not fly high enough, so she ran harder and pulled the string.

Until the kite string broke.

The high-hanging kite crookedly fell into the nearby Yanxing Lake.

Seeing her crying, seeing her thinking that she had made a mistake, and looking like she was ready to be beaten, Chen Xiangyin finally couldn't help but stepped forward and touched her head.

"It's okay, Yueying, I'll help you fish it out."

Shen Yueying was an abandoned child she picked up during the war.

The current situation is turbulent and she cannot protect herself.

I tried to give Yueying away several times, but failed.

Yueying only recognizes her.

She also gradually began to care about whether Yueying would not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes if she followed others, and whether she would be bullied.

Chen Xiang led the water into Yanxing Lake to catch the kite, but Shen Yueying also followed.

The water in Yanxing Lake is very warm in summer.

She had a big heart and dragged Yueying around in circles in the lake.

The water splashes were sparkling in the setting sun.

Yueying laughed loudly without any effort.

Her tender little face was flushed red, and her eyes were curved into crescent moons.

There is only agarwood in the clear and watery eyes.

The two of them were tired from playing and lay on the shore to rest. Their long hair was spread out on the soft grass and allowed to dry in the setting sun.

The weather was so beautiful that day that the impression was still vivid in her mind even after all this time.

She remembered humming a tune with her eyes closed and swinging her legs up comfortably.

The little dumpling in his arms didn't stop, holding her tightly, smelling and smelling, infinitely nostalgic.

"Mom, I really like you."

Chen Xiang put his big hand on her forehead and pushed her away: "It's really a puppy skin plaster."

"What is dog skin plaster?"

"No matter how hard I shake it, I can't get rid of the tight thing."

Shen Yueying didn't understand her derogatory meaning, and hugged her tighter with her short arms.

"Then I will call you Dog Skin Plaster from now on, and I will stick to my mother and never leave her!"

"How can there be forever? Also, I said, don't call me mother."

The dream regression came to an abrupt end.

The golden warm sun disappeared and was replaced by darkness and dampness.

The words "never separate" lingered in Shen Xiangyin's mind.

What she holds in her arms is not what she is attached to.

But her life is too long, and separation will come sooner or later.

She later left hastily.

On the same sunny day, she didn't eat the bowl of noodles that Shen Yueying cooked for her. She was so uneasy that she went out to relax. From then on, she left Shen Yueying alone in Shen Ji tailoring.

She couldn't face the fact that Shen Yueying was growing up day by day and even looked older than herself.

It's not that she didn't think about coming back, but she encountered a disaster on her way back that she didn't want to recall.

By the time she got away, her heart and soul were shattered into pieces.

It's not Shen Yueying who needs her, it's she who needs Shen Yueying.

She was afraid of the sensation of "that thing".

I am also afraid of my dependence on Shen Yueying.

Afraid of seeing her grow old and die.

The low and intermittent sobs woke up He Chongtian, and she huddled in his broad chest and sobbed until she was shaking.

"What's wrong?" A low voice sounded lazily above the head.

Chen Xiangyin's voice was hoarse and dry: "Don't push me away yet." She turned her back.

The curtains were blown by the wind, and a ray of sunlight shot into the room.

Chen Xiangyin raised his arm and took a handful, trying to hold the sunshine into his hand.

Her wrists were wrapped around her, and her tears were soaking the pillow: Shen Yueying will not come back, she no longer exists.

So she became a lonely ship drifting in the sea, without an anchor and no other shore.

Under the slit of light, an aggressive hand swept over to grab her hand, and her breathing became heavier in her ears.

His shoulders were pulled, his whole body turned over, and his tears changed direction.

Chen Xiang sniffed: "You don't have to feel sorry for me."

He Chongtian looked at her with a gloomy face: "No."

His expression was always cold and his voice was impatient and restrained: "What kind of saint do you think I am?"

Their eyes met, defensive yet enthusiastic.

Chen Xiangyin: "Will you like me?"

He Chongtian replied simply: "No."

"That's best." Chen Xiang clasped his hand tightly with his backhand.

"What do you say now?"

"I haven't thought about it that much, so don't keep talking nonsense."

……

Chen Xiangyin temporarily pinned his sense of wandering on He Chongtian.

He is strong enough, hot enough, and ruthless enough.

She still has a lot to do, and the road ahead is full of dangers and lonely.

She needs a little support, even if this support is just an occasional leaf in the ocean, it will fall apart at any time.

……

Returning to Biluo Ancient Town again, Chen Xiangyin wanted to pack up Shen Ji Tailoring and resume business as soon as possible, while also looking for clues about Liu Ze.

He Chongtian has many connections and many methods. He took away Wang Cuilan's mobile phone to recover the data.

After coming back from Mahe Village, there was no contact between the two of them for many days.

There are many things he has to deal with in the dean and academy.

Chen Xiangyin made an appointment with Zhai Xinhou and Xiao Chen to meet at a cafe in Biluo Ancient Town.

It’s not that she loves drinking coffee, it’s that there is no other place in this ancient town where she can afford it and chat quietly.

Snowing.

Agarwood wears a long-sleeved jasmine white cheongsam.

The waist is tightened and the large tail is embroidered downwards, which goes well with the snowy scene of the ancient town.

Gu Yunshi was stunned, and the nails made a clanging sound with the hammer.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"Let's go have coffee." Remembering that it was the same cafe where Gu Yunshi and I first met, "Are you going?"

Gu Yunshi took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and put down the hammer in his hand.

"Go!" He followed Chen Xiangyin's steps.

"I checked online and found out that I should order a caramel macchiato. The one was not bitter. The espresso I ordered was the most bitter!"

Chen Xiangyin didn't pay attention and looked up to see the goose feather-like snowflakes falling from the gray sky. It was so beautiful.

Gu Yunshi followed her gaze and said, "Oh, it's snowing. I'll hold an umbrella for you!"

The heavy snow absorbs the noise and makes it quiet.

Chen Xiangyin was distracted and didn't hear the cell phone left in the bedroom. The phone rang one after another.

The caller should be in a hurry.

The buzzing old machine vibrated to the floor bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)