She lasted until the morning of the fourth day. Just after the rainstorm, she had a vague sense of fever and felt that she was not far from death.

The abuse and humiliation of the people around us never stopped. The long street was crowded with people watching the excitement. I don't know who exclaimed, "general Xie!"

"General Xie has returned to Beijing!"

The long street was suddenly quiet because of this exclamation. Xie Heng, in red clothes and Xuanjia, came to fight a horse outside the sea of people. In the surprised eyes of countless people, he pulled out his sword and split into the warm wine with cold eyes.

"Well done!"

The crowd around cheered higher and higher, "kill the whore!"

"General Xie pulled out his sword and cut off the prostitute. Well done!"

Warm wine even opens your eyes. It seems that people have no strength. Close your eyes.

It's easier to die than to live.

She has tasted enough of the coldness in the world, and she doesn't Miss Xie Heng's sword.

The sword blade wiped her messy green silk and cut the rope directly. She lost her support and fell straight to the ground.

"I'm not a whore..."

Warm wine can't think anymore. Only his mouth keeps saying, "I'm not..."

Xie Heng fished her back and put her on the horse's back.

He didn't say anything. Lema turned and left.

"General Xie, please stay!" the servants of the Wang family stopped in great embarrassment and smiled: "this warm wine is a well-known whore. If she hadn't escaped from marriage, your fifth childe wouldn't have died of anger. This is the punishment she should have been punished. This is..."

The words did not fall.

Xie Heng cut down with a sword, the head of the king's evil slave fell to the ground, and blood splashed on everyone.

The young general disdained and said, "you rats, why should you ask me about the Xie family?"

The people retreated in horror, and seeing the people in front of them was like seeing the deadly king of hell.

Xie Heng hugged shopkeeper Wen in his arms. His handsome side face was shrouded in the early morning sun. In his amber eyes, he was fierce. "If shopkeeper Wen can't hold on and delays next month's food and pay, you'll all be buried with me!"

Wenjiu couldn't hear what he said. After that day, he was seriously ill. His heart disease was difficult to cure. He looked for many famous doctors, and then most of those bad memories were erased with the help of drugs.

It's too difficult for people to live. They always have to forget some things before they can go on.

Later, she walked up step by step against the strange eyes of everyone. When those golden girls felt that they were "easy to seek priceless treasure and rare to have a lover", she thought about making money day and night. She became the richest woman in the Yan Dynasty and an old girl who couldn't get married.

There are many waves in life. It is said that only when you eat bitterly can you be a master.

But if someone loves someone and someone is happy, who is willing to let her suffer like this.

She never wanted to be a man of honor. She was just a person of low status. Her life was always like grass mustard.

She worked all her life just to be fair.

Want a "innocence".

Warm wine had a long dream. The vague memories of previous lives gradually became clear.

She woke up again. It was two days later. The heat gradually subsided. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xie Heng lying by the couch and sleeping.

The rain outside the eaves has long stopped.

The early morning sun fell on the handsome and white side face of the young man through the small porch window. His eyebrows were frowned tightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face with a faint golden halo.

Warm wine quietly looked at him in front of him and couldn't help reaching out and gently brushing his eyebrows and eyes.

As soon as his hand moved, Xie Heng woke up, held her hand in the palm of his hand, looked at her with burning eyes for a while, suddenly let go of his hand and carried her back behind him.

This series of actions is quite different from Xie Xiaoyan's usual style.

Wen Jiu has just had a fever and his mind is not very clear. Looking at him now, his eyes are quite stunned.

But I don't know what to say.

"I won't force you anymore." Xie Heng lowered his head and whispered to her, "ah Jiu, I won't force you any more. I won't force you to like me anymore. You like silver and focus on making money in the future. I......"

The boy is a little incoherent.

Xie Heng raised his eyes to see her. His eyes were full of blood and his eyes were red. "It's me. I won't make you so embarrassed in the future."

He is the eldest brother of Xiao Wu.

Even if his name was written on the marriage letter, the whole family knew that it was the identity of the fifth young lady to warm wine into the house.

His heart was stained with dust, regardless of any stigma.

But she forgot that people's words were terrible. Hatred, identity, engagement, and even the arrows blocked by Xie Qi for her became mountains, so that warm wine could not breathe.

He is too selfish!

Like a person, should give her the most true heart, but also give her the warmest feelings.

Give her freedom to do what she likes, give her a shelter from the wind and rain, and protect her life with a bright smile.

All this can be done silently.

Leaving hatred is heartless, Acacia breaks people's intestines.

As long as she can safely live under the same roof with him, even if she never mentions the wind and moon and guards each other from green silk to white hair, it will be a blessing in this life.

Xie Heng's lip angle pulled out a radian, and smiled like the elder brother who had never had any indiscriminate thoughts of his younger brothers and sisters, "ah Jiu, you believe me."

Warm wine eyes looked at him like ink and didn't speak.

But Xie Heng couldn't sit still. He asked in a low voice, "are you hungry? I'll have someone get you something to eat."

He got up and wanted to go, but his sleeve was grabbed by warm wine.

Xie Heng immediately stopped and looked back at her. His amber eyes were full of unspeakable guilt.

Warm wine dragged his sleeve and didn't open his mouth for a long time.

Xie Heng collected his eyes and waited quietly.

The wind and fallen leaves outside the window passed through the porch window, and three or two pieces fell on the side of the couch. The lavender bed curtain floated slightly, covering the girl's picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

Warm wine, low eyes, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and a little dumb in his voice, "no one has ever liked me."

Her voice was almost inaudible.

Xie Heng smelled the speech and felt that the dense needle tip was all stuck in his heart. He couldn't say the pain.

He was as decisive as Xie Xiaoyan. At this time, he was at a loss.

At a loss, the boy stretched out his hand and hugged her. Wen Sheng coaxed, "they have no eyes."

Warm wine is not a person who can't be wronged, but at the moment, his nose is sore, his tears grab his eyes and fall from his cheeks.

She was afraid that Xie Heng would see it, so she rubbed it in his arms, quietly wiped her tears on his skirt, gently sucked her nose, and was wronged to death. "No one likes me. They only love my money."

Xie Heng's heart was so hot that unspeakable love almost gushed out.

I like you.

Not because of silver! Not at all!

But all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

Afraid to frighten her and annoy her.

I don't know what to say to make her feel better.

The boy bent over a little stiff and whispered in her ear, "all over the world, the green water is falling, and I can't like others as much as I like you."

Warm wine looked up and looked at him with apricot eyes.

Full eyes of shock and surprise.

She thought that Xie Heng was just a young man's hazy mind to her. For a moment, he went astray. Over time, he will dissipate cleanly.

She is so mediocre, so cowardly, so vulgar.

Which is worth falling in love with?

It's not worth it.

Wen Jiu murmured, "it's not worth it. You're not worth it at all..."

How can anyone think she is a unique treasure in the world?

It's blind.

Xie Heng's heart seemed to be broken into countless pieces. The pain was unspeakable. He seemed to accept his fate. He said persistently and stubbornly, "warm wine, I like you, especially you. ”

When he was young, he was a romantic dandy who wore flowers and brushed willows. I don't know how many affectionate words he read before flowers and under the moon. Now he can only say that he likes the little girl who is held at the tip of his heart.

Wen jiuleng looked at him and burst into tears silently.

What should I do?

What should I do?

A pool of calm water billows, thousands of miles of waves converged into a line, suddenly burst the embankment, and there was nowhere to retreat.

The young man bowed his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. In a low voice, he said, "the country and the world are like the sun and the moon. Only you are my blood. Ah Jiu... When the sky falls, I hold it. Can you live in my heart willingly?"

I don't want to be separated by mountains and seas.

Can't pass by and become a stranger.

"You say you like me... You have to count. Don't lie to me." Wen Jiu suddenly said such a sentence. In fact, she didn't know what to say.

These people think that they are used to seeing the cool world and people's hearts are cold and thin. They don't believe in love for a long time.

But if anyone treats her better, he can't wait to take out his heart and lungs. This is a disease!

But she knew that the disease could not be cured.

Warm wine paused, as if thinking of something, and slowly said: "if you cheat me, you'll cheat for a lifetime. You can't give up halfway. Don't leave me alone..."

Every word is like blood and tears, breaking layers of chains and exhausting all the courage in this life, just to come to him.

She looked up at Xie Heng with a soft and careful tone. "You don't have to like me much, just... A little more than others."

Wen Jiu reached out and slowly clasped his fingers with Xie Heng.

The water in her eyes was hazy, reflecting the gorgeous young man in Fei clothes, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and her voice said silently:

"Old hatred is you, death and life are you."

No one knows how long the rest of his life is. He only knows that when people are around at the moment, they expect to see ten thousand years and remember the end of time.

Warm wine and say to yourself: I want this time.

Just this time.

Even though the road ahead is a vast abyss, with Xie Heng, she is also willing to jump down.

I joined the Acacia door and sold my life's thousands of hardships.