The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife - Chapter 1682
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In the latter words, Qi Lei did not continue to talk about it, but the Oriental Liuyun can understand it.
Looking at the eyebrows, the red wine in the cup was poured down into the mouth, and she paused. She said, “If you really think so, then let’s guard this feeling together.”
“Do you feel this way too?”
When Qi Lei listened to the words of the East, he couldn’t help but feel some joy, and asked quickly.
The oriental stream cloud quietly nodded. “Well, nature is also such a feeling. I don’t really have a deep feeling about these things, and I will watch them while walking.”
Qi Lei listened, but he was ecstatic. He poured wine on the oriental stream. “I thought that I might not have any expectations for the future life, especially after I experienced so many things. think……”
“How can you say that you have no expectations? If people are alive, they have to have expectations, they have to have hope, and your emotions are pessimistic.”
“I didn’t get more and more frustrated. I just looked back and thought about it. I suddenly found out that I really didn’t do a good thing, and I didn’t fulfill any one’s expectations. Such perception, sometimes let I feel that I really have nothing.”
Qi Lei drank a drink and said with a frown.
“You, that is, the mentality is not set. I used to be like you, but many things have come through, and you are used to it. When you open those constraints, you will feel that the calm and simple life now makes us all I feel satisfied.”
The Oriental Liuyun said, suddenly put down the glass in his hand, reached for the cigarette pack he put on the side, took a cigarette out of Qi Lei’s surprised eyes, opened the lighter, clicked on it, and casually sucked it up. One bit, then handed it to Qi Lei –
“Hold!”
Qi Lei is not clear, but she also relied on her words, and reached out and took a sip. In the smog of smoke, the cigarettes are burning…
The oriental stream cloud silently looked at the burning cigarette that was silently in his finger. After a while, he said, “I think life is like this lit cigarette. If you take a deep breath, it will burn. It’s faster, you slowly, but after all, it will come to an end, but from the moment of ignition to the end of burning, it is a process, knowing that smoking is bad, but since it is, it is necessary To end it, how to grasp this journey, actually look at ourselves.”
“Is it enjoyable, or frowning and burning it up… Then, when it burns to the end, you have to let go, you know, I think, this is fate.”
The tone of the oriental stream is extremely calm.
Qi Lei listened, and his eyes fell on his fingers. Looking at the burning cigarettes, he suddenly didn’t dare to take another breath. After a long time, it was…
It’s true that it’s the East’s flowing clouds. I’m afraid, can only such a bright person be such a sentiment?
Qi Lei himself was silent for a long time, until he felt a burning pain between his fingers, he only released his hands subconsciously, the cigarettes fell directly on the ashtray, and the ash spilled.
As he looked up at the clouds in the east, she continued to bow her head and pour the wine silently.
“A very figurative metaphor.”
He said lowly.
“So, other, don’t take it too much. If you are too good at the moment, it is the most important thing. Enjoy today and now. No matter where you go, I hope that we can remember these words today. Then, we They won’t live so tired. In this world, there are many people who are frustrated, for love, for money, or for others, who can’t compare anyone, and no one can replace them.”
She said, and she took the glass and respected him.
‘Ding! ’
The crisp sound came, the wine color swayed, and the light and shadow that was outlined made people fascinated.
Two glasses of wine continued to go down, she turned her head and looked out the window, but Qi Lei, but looked at her, the rain outside is still continuing, constantly invading the icy floor-to-ceiling windows, the brilliant lights outside look like some It’s awkward.
The opposite of Qi Lei, but quietly looked at her, only that her face is a quiet and far-reaching…
“Well, just like no one can replace you.”
After a while, Qi Lei suddenly said such a low.
She listened, and suddenly looked back at him. He smiled and smiled. He took a piece of paper and leaned toward her mouth to wipe away the stained wine.
“We will keep going.”
Because it is her, he dares to put all his things on, not for anything else, only for the column of his family’s account, the name is her name…
He didn’t know if there was a day when he would fall in love with her and then spend all his time with her, but as she said, it is the most real and important to enjoy the present and the present. .
The warmth of the hand was silently attached to the back of her cool hand, and there was a warm and warm temperature…
The eastern stream cloud looked down at the eyebrows. For a long time, it was rare for the eyes to give birth to a soft, unanswered, but nodded.
After a night’s sleep, both husband and wife used it to enjoy the comfort, while eating and watching the scenery outside, such time, the fatigue of many days has faded a lot.
When I left, it was already near midnight.
The rain outside is still going on, but it is a lot smaller than before. The ground is full of wetness. People are now walking on the street, not wearing umbrellas, but they have been on a long distance before they wet their shoulders.
The couple walked side by side on this quiet and wet sidewalk.
The shoulders of the oriental stream are still draped in a jacket with someone’s body temperature, and one hand is also lightly buckled by the man next to him.
The street at midnight is naturally very quiet. The couple have gone a long distance, and they have not touched a person. There are only one or two cars that occasionally roar past the road.
“Sing a song to listen to, stream.”
Qi Lei suddenly asked.
Listening, the footsteps of the East Flowing Clouds were paused. He looked at him with a gaze and seemed to think for a long time before he walked forward with his steps. He said nothing.
“My voice is not good.”
Her voice came from low.
“I am also incomplete.”
Qi Lei returned this sentence.
Then he heard him take a sigh of relief, while stretching his white and slender fingertips and pulling the jacket on his shoulder, followed by a very quiet humming voice, no lyrics, only humming, But very nice.
He listened quietly, and suddenly, his face showed a little smile, and he was in a good mood to take over her shoulder –