Chapter 30 Childhood Sweethearts
“Shut up!”
His words were like a sharp knife, piercing her seven inches.
Liang Huan's face was pale, his body was shaking uncontrollably, he turned his head, his eyes were wet and red.
“Are you angry?”
Wang Tingyue looked at her wet eyes, unmoved, "Put away your tears, I am not them, you can't lie to me!"
Liang Huan pursed her lips tightly, and there were tears on her face as she turned to the side. It is clearly visible, but still with eyes wide open and no repentance.
Yes, they are also childhood sweethearts. How could he not know what kind of character she is?
She can pester him to teach her how to wield a knife and a gun, she can also persuade him to take her over the wall and sneak out of the house, and she even deliberately teases Diao Nu and secretly eats peas in his bowl... How is this possible? Is it that delicate look?
He understands her.
When he was young, he couldn't resist her pleas and did a lot of childish tricks with her. For this, he was often punished, but he always held his head high and never said a word.
But now, he only looked at her with contempt and disgust.
I don’t know why, but after reviving my life, the distant childhood memories appear in front of my eyes very clearly, like ocean waves coming one after another.
Liang Huan felt a dull pain in his heart.
The more she recalled, the more raging her tears became. She sucked in air and tried to stop her tears, but somehow she couldn't. It was like a big hole was opened in her body, and she would shed tears for two lifetimes in this moment. Bleed away.
Seeing her crying so fiercely, Wang Tingyue was a little confused. If she continued like this, wouldn't she alarm everyone?
He gritted his teeth and took two steps forward, carrying her on his shoulders. Just like when she was disobedient when he was a child, he could only use brute strength, and the flames of anger finally died out in the pouring rain.
This sudden move shocked her to tears, and she struggled in a hoarse voice, "Wang Tingyue!"
The person under her snorted coldly: "Why don't you call me brother?"
Liang Huan was always kicking and hitting her. After hearing this, Liang Zhang didn't like to talk to her since he was a child. But after he met Wang Tingyue, he always played with her patiently, so when no one was around, she I always call him brother.
Seeing that she had made no movement and was as obedient as a soft willow branch hanging on his shoulders, his heart softened and his attitude softened.
Wang Tingyue carried her into the house and placed her on the couch.
Liang Huan was a little surprised. She didn’t expect that after so many years, he would still live here. Who would have thought that the young man from Sikong Mansion would live in such an old and small house?
She sat on the couch and wiped away her tears. She looked around, and the kindness and familiarity came to her face. It seemed like she was back in her childhood. She was just here as a guest, and Aweng would take her back later. Home.
Liang Han felt sour and bitter, "Why do you still live here?"
She spoke with a strong nasal sound, and Wang Tingyue just immersed himself in checking her ankle, "Isn't it good here?"
Just this sentence did not know which string it touched, Liang Huan's eyes were red, and tears came one after another. .
Wang Tingyue was a little at a loss and walked up to her with a stiff expression, "Stop crying!"
It was okay if he didn't say anything, but who would have thought that she would cry even harder if he did.
Wang Tingyue squatted down helplessly and said in a firm tone: "What's wrong with you?"
Liang Huan looked at him and just shook his head while crying.
She didn’t know what was wrong with her. She couldn’t tell whether it was because she had suppressed her grievances for too long, or because she was sighing after losing something.
For some reason, seeing her cry like this, Wang Tingyue felt inexplicably irritable. He wanted to comfort her or pat her on the shoulder, but the words of comfort were on his lips, but he couldn't say them. The hand he stretched out was even more... It's hanging halfway and can't fall down no matter what.
Wang Tingyue could only watch her cry without saying a word, until she was tired from crying and was so weak that she could no longer exert any strength. When he raised his eyes again, he saw a face that couldn't be more beautiful, and he felt bitterly, "It's so ugly."
Before Liang Huan got angry, he had already stood up and left. When he came in again, his hand was A basin of water has been brought up. Wang Tingyue handed the towel to her, and after she had cleaned her face, she said dryly: "It still looks good like this."
No makeup, clean.
The tip of her nose was red from crying and her eyelashes were wet. Her watery eyes only stared at him, "Are you not angry with me anymore?"
Wang Tingyue looked away and looked again He went to check her ankle and got the wrong answer: "It's just sprained, no bones broken."
As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and helped her rub the medicinal wine.
Liang Huan gasped hissingly, "Didn't you say that crying doesn't work for you?"
Wang Tingyue glanced at her and slowed down his hand, "It doesn't work."
>She gritted her teeth in pain, and Wang Tingyue didn't speak.
The air is too quiet.
I don’t know how long it took before Wang Tingyue raised his eyes and looked over, "Ah Huan, don’t let me not recognize you, okay?"
Liang Huan froze.
Wang Tingyue carefully helped her put on her shoes and socks, cleaned her hands before continuing: "I know what you are planning."
Having known her for so long, what kind of person is she, and what kind of person she is? What kind of thoughts can others not understand, how could he not?
But understanding does not mean agreeing.
At that time, she never cared about high or low, and even called him brother regardless of his status as a concubine. When their mother and son were bullied by slaves, she would still think of ways to seek justice for them.
Her brothers laughed at her and said that they would marry a bastard as their bride, so she raised her chin and stared back, saying that she would get married!
Wang Tingyue lowered his head, his thin and tall figure a little slumped, "I'll ask him to marry you to me."
"Wang Tingyue, you are crazy!" Liang Huan's expression changed. .
Stealing a woman from your own father? Do you want to die?
She retracted her legs, held the edge of the bed to the ground, and limped toward the door on tiptoes. Fortunately, they were all at the banquet and could not take care of it. Otherwise, they would be discovered and the consequences would be disastrous——
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The more Liang Huan thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She had already killed him once.
For their own safety, they should not have any more interactions!
Liang Huan walked to the door and stood with her back turned. She took a breath and turned her face sideways. Unless something unexpected happened, this should be the last time she came to this room.
"Brother, listen to my advice, Liang Jiao really likes you."
Even though she has her own selfish motives, she also values Liang Jiao's wholeheartedness towards him.
Liang Huan was about to reach out to open the door, but unexpectedly, someone hugged her from behind.
Wang Tingyue said hoarsely, "Have you known about me for a long time - so you deliberately collaborated with her to frame me and force me to marry her?"
Did you know earlier?
Actually, it was not early, and he only told her before he died.
He straightened her up, made eye contact with her, and asked with anger on his face, "Why did you do this?"
Liang Huan was pressed against the door by him and could not move. She turned her head and looked at him again, "Why can't I do this? As long as Liang Jiao marries you, she can wait for an opportunity to help me escape in the future. Under such conditions Why don’t I agree?”
“You——”
“What do you think I don’t know anymore? Wang Tingyue, don’t be stupid, how can I be like this all my life?” What about the immutable ones? ”
(End of this chapter)