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Lu Qingli moved closer to Fu Huiya with the goblet as she snuggled her body into the sofa and clinked his cup with Fu Huiya's, drinking it all in one gulp.

"Cough, cough!" Lu Qingli covered his mouth and started to cough, Fu Huiya immediately put down the goblet, then used a piece of paper to wipe the corner of his mouth and said: "But why are you so anxious and fierce?"

Lu Qingli took the paper and wiped the red wine on her palm. Then, he poured herself another cup and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking three cups of red wine, Lu Qingli's face immediately flushed red, and her swollen face became even more rosy.

"Drink slowly!" Fu Huiya pressed onto Lu Qingli's hand, preventing her from pouring the wine again.

Lu Qingli released her hand and fell on Fu Huiya's shoulder, "Tell me, what part of me is not good? "Why does he keep on going back and forth to find that woman!"

Fu Huiya caressed her face and softly said: "You are good everywhere, but he doesn't know how to appreciate or cherish."

"I'm good enough, but why doesn't he treasure me?!" Lu Qingli was already starting to faint, her hands wildly grabbing at Fu Huiya's clothes, "I'm still better off not enough! "You're lying to me!"

"I'm not lying to you." Fu Huiya said lightly, "Just like wine, there are red wine, white wine, and beer. You like to drink red wine, like its aftertaste is long, slightly sour and refreshing, but there are people who like to accompany the beer. Different people choose different things. He no longer loves you and doesn't like you anymore because no matter how much more valuable you are, you will not be able to satisfy the attributes that he needs. "

Lu Qingli raised her head to look at Fu Huiya. After a pause, she asked, "Then when you were unwilling to marry Father, was it because he did not meet the attributes that you needed as well?

Fu Huiya slowly swirled the red wine in her cup, waiting for the wine to mix fully with the air before slowly drinking it all.

Fu Huiya shook her head and did not speak.

"But after all these years, no other man has appeared by your side, not even your father." Lu Qingli asked the question that had always been in her heart.

Fu Huiya shook her head, her smile filled with bitterness, "After I have loved such a person for my entire life, other men would no longer be able to enter my eyes, and they would no longer be able to walk to the bottom of their hearts."

Fu Huiya turned her head and quietly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She laughed and said to Lu Qingli: "Why are you suddenly dragging this onto me?"

Lu Qingli held onto Fu Huiya's arm, "Do you know why Qinghuan and I have always disliked seeing you?"

Fu Huiya and Qinghuan leaving her was a wound that she would never be able to heal in her entire life.

"Ever since you were young, the servant beside you had been whispering to each other, saying that you were Little San …" Madame has always been bad to Qinghuan and I. " Lu Qingli said in a serious tone.

Fu Huiya lowered his eyes. After all, she and Lu Jinghao had never been married, but they had Qingli and Qinghuan.

"Why didn't you tell me? Let us be so cold to you? Even Qinghuan doesn't really like you! " Qingli asked.

Memories flooded over like a tidal wave, hitting Fu Huiya's body, her entire head was filled with embarrassment.

Fu Huiya poured herself a cup of wine, and the hand holding the wine bottle trembled, almost pouring the wine out of the goblet.

Fu Huiya quickly drank the wine and placed the empty cup on the tea table. After a long silence, she finally spoke up, "Isn't the best love supposed to be when that person found out about Mu Shaoyi's age? I met him at the best of times, and having him became my best memory. "

Fu Huiya came from a well-educated background, had a good temperament and high standards. Only in university would she pick up on someone like Lu Jinghao.

Using the current standards, Fu Huiya was just a literary goddess. Those boys looked at her happily from afar. Once they walked in front of Fu Huiya, not a single one of them wasn't bashfully greeting her, fearing that whatever they said or their actions would cause their goddess to frown.

Fu Huiya never scolded people, and basically no one had seen her angry before. The quiet look of someone who would always sit in the hallway with a book of poems in his arms. If she was happy, she would only smile lightly. If she was unhappy, she would at most frown and remain silent.

One day, Fu Huiya went to find a pavilion as usual to read a book, but she found that there was already someone inside. When Fu Huiya saw the man writing on the stone table, he originally wanted to leave, but he could not suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Fu Huiya was just like her father, obsessed with writing calligraphy. In her eyes, her father was the most perfect man in the world. He was a handsome man with a strong hand, and his words were written in bold and powerful characters.

Her father often said that it was a pity that Fu Huiya was a girl and could not write out the strength and grandeur of a man.

Seeing that the person in the pavilion was writing big words, Fu Huiya could not help but get closer to see how that person was writing.

"Good calligraphy!" Fu Huiya had originally wanted to take a peek at her calligraphy, but she was attracted by the man's calligraphy and could not help but exclaim in admiration.

Lu Jinghao finished writing and closed his brush. He then placed the brush onto the holder of the brush and turned to look at the uninvited guest.

Fu Huiya saw that Lu Jinghao had a handsome face, distinct facial features, strong lines, and a tall and sturdy body. In order to clearly see his calligraphy skills, Fu Huiya moved next to Lu Jinghao, very close to him, and kept on standing, until he was a head taller than Fu Huiya, forcing Fu Huiya to take a few steps back, his face turning red.

"You know calligraphy too?" Lu Jinghao sincerely looked at Fu Huiya. His eyes were calm, without a single trace of ridicule.

Fu Huiya held onto the book of poems in her bosom tightly, her face red as she refused to look at Lu Jinghao. She pointed to the Xuan paper on the stone table, and said softly: "The circulation is smooth, the lines are forceful, and it is reserved and waiting to be released. The dry and wet color is reasonable, this work has the order, climax and finale, the structure is complete and perfect. is the last word, if … "

When she pointed to the last word, and raised his head, Lu Jinghao was currently looking at him with interest with his hands behind his back. She was stumped for words, and for the first time in her life, he experienced why the boys who came to strike up a conversation were so nervous. Fu Huiya stammered, "If... Last but not least, it would be perfect if they were to be a bit calmer … I'm sorry, I've affected you! "

Lu Jinghao smiled as he shook his head. He reached out his hand from behind him and pointed to the several brushes on the brush holder. I don't know if I can write it, but I can't? "

Fu Huiya pursed her lips, placed the book in her hands on the stone table, and picked up the smallest piece. Under Lu Jinghao's indifferent gaze, she picked up the brush.

When the first word came out on the paper, Lu Jinghao immediately put his feet together and stood perfectly straight with his lower body slightly bent down. He looked at the tip of Fu Huiya's brush carefully.

"What a great 'Southern Wind'!" Fu Huiya still hadn't finished speaking when she couldn't resist praising her with her fingers.

Fu Huiya smiled lightly, placed the brush back onto the pen holder, and said: "Sorry about that."

"No no," Lu Jinghao repeatedly waved his hand, "I was the one who had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. It's really rare for me to be able to write such a small girl with my hair cut short."

Fu Huiya said that she wanted to leave, so Lu Jinghao quickly urged him to stay, and the two of them fell in love due to their common interests.

This was the purest form of love, talking about the heavens and the earth. Writing and writing filled one's heart with emotion.

Lu Qingli looked at the corner of Fu Huiya's lips unconsciously hooked up into a smile, and her heart felt moved and sad at the same time.

How many people in this world could ultimately marry their first love?

Fu Huiya shook his head, "Isn't it funny that I'm like this? I won't say anymore, you wouldn't like me telling you the story of our time."

Lu Qingli promptly pulled Fu Huiya's hand, laid her head on Fu Huiya's knees, and said sincerely: "Very beautiful, very simple, and very desirable. What happened next? Why didn't you marry Dad? "

The curve of Fu Huiya's lips became slightly smaller. At that time, it was getting hot outside the country. I had an appointment with him to go abroad. Madam Lu was your grandmother. She wholeheartedly wanted Jinghao to stay in the country and take the civil servant exam, while she carried the iron rice bowl. If Jing Hao didn't agree, Madam Lu would force him with her death. Jing Hao was the only son, so his large family business would depend on Madam Lu and Jing Hao to support it. He asked me to postpone her departure until he could comfort Lady Lu before she left the country. "

When Fu Huiya said till here, she paused, as if she had thought of some sorrowful thing, and her mood also dropped quite a bit.

Lu Qingli turned her body, wrapped her arms around Fu Huiya's waist and rubbed her stomach.

"However, this push didn't stop there. Madam Lu wanted to keep her son, so she found a woman who matched up with Lu Jinghao. He is a rich merchant's daughter, and heard that it was a gathering, so he fell in love with Jing Hao at first sight. Madam Lu invited her into her house, gave birth to a daughter, and forced Jinghao to marry her. "

At that time, Fu Huiya was three months pregnant, yet she did not know it. She knew that her lover had children with another woman, even set a date for their marriage.

During that time, he was always very hungry and wanted to eat something, but he would vomit whenever he ate something. He had to go to the hospital to check up on her before he knew that he was pregnant.

Lu Jinghao chased after his. After knowing that Fu Huiya was pregnant, he did not allow her to leave and even brought her home to see Madam Lu.

There was only one sentence that came out of her mouth, "Jing Hao already has a wife and daughter. Your daughter has just been born, yet you want him to abandon his wife and bear that heartless and disrespectful reputation for you?"

Fu Huiya, this woman, was definitely a kind-hearted person. She directly left the room without a word, and no matter how Lu Jinghao asked, she could only walk out of the Lu Family.

"Our family is a family of books, your grandfather is a man of his name, and would never do anything without virtue or righteousness. After my pregnancy was found out by the family, my father flew into a rage and told me to kick you out of the country as soon as possible. "

"Sigh …" Fu Huiya let out a long sigh, combed his long hair with his hand, and read Lu Qingli's name over and over again. "Qingli, Qingli, Ah Li..."

They were destined to leave as soon as they were born. The parting of lovers, the separation of mother and daughter.

Fu Huiya said so much, but Lu Qingli did not react in any way. Fu Huiya came back from her thoughts, and gently called out to Lu Qingli. Lu Qingli turned her head, and with her face facing the sky, she actually fell asleep in Fu Huiya's embrace.

"This child …" Fu Huiya laughed helplessly, she gently raised Lu Qingli's head and carefully moved her body to the side with great effort.