Chapter 145： I fulfilled your revenge and anger

145 I have fulfilled your revenge and anger

Song Tao shuddered straight, quickly put on his coat, and couldn't help saying: "Is it winter in this?"

"It's a winter imitated by biological principles."

Shen Mange said lightly that he had lifted his feet and walked inside.

Song Tao didn't quite understand the meaning of Shen Mange, but he didn't ask much and went straight in.

There are many varieties of plum gardens here, even green plums. Ye Nanxian can really see that it took a lot of thought.

The scent of plum blossoms is refreshing.

Shen Mange wandered in the plum blossom forest, but his heart melted a little.

At the end is a painting house.

Shen Mange strolled forward, gently opened the door of the painting house, and a burst of fragrance came.

There are also potted plants of plum blossoms, which are more delicate than the natural plum blossoms outside.

Shen Mange looked at the paintings hanging in the painting house and felt familiar.

Suddenly her eyes were red.

It was a work she had just learned to paint when she was four years old. In fact, it was not a work. It was just graffiti, but how could Ye Nanxian have it?

Shen Mange came to the front, looked at the traces left by himself, and determined that this was his one.

Along the way to the north, there are works by her at the age of five, at the age of seven, at the age of eight, and paintings won at the age of twelve. Until she graduated from Shen Mange University, almost all the works of her life were online.

There is no work, Ye Nanxian is framed, there is no trace of ashes on it.

Shen Mange's tears were almost out of control.

This silly man, why never let her know this?

"Did Ye Nanxian come often in the past five years?"

Shen Mange's voice was a little deep.

Song Tao nodded and said, "Yes, at the beginning of the period, Mr. Ye often stayed here alone, and no one was allowed to accompany him. Later, it came once a week, and the thunder couldn't move. But every time he came, Mr. Ye I am alone, and I am not allowed to follow. He said that this is his private space, and no one is allowed to step on it. Today I came with my wife, I do n’t know if I will always be unhappy if I look back. "

"will not."

Shen Mange smiled lightly, his eyes full of emotion.

She browsed the entire studio, as if she had seen her life.

Although Ye Nanxian did not set up a grave for her, he missed her and missed her in this way. If such deep feelings are not love, what is love?

Shen Mange slowly observed and looked carefully.

Passing through the painting house, behind is a bedroom.

Here is a set of wedding dresses and Chinese-style dresses.

Shen Mange can see that she wore it when she got married. At first, this wedding dress was airlifted from abroad by Ye Nanxian. Although the wedding was very hasty, Ye Nanxian never passed everything she should give to Shen Mange.

It is said that this wedding dress was designed by a famous designer in Paris, France. Ye Nanxian ordered it a long time ago.

Perhaps it was not prepared for her Shen Mange, but it was finally worn on her body and became her wedding dress, her wedding dress.

And that Chinese-style dress is Shen Mange's favorite, double-necked cardigan, very retro, and very dignified atmosphere.

She came to the dress and felt it gently, as if she could still feel the temperature above.

Behind the dress hung a white tuxedo, which was worn by Ye Nanxian at the time, and was bought by Shen Mange himself.

Today this dress hangs here, and there is a plaque on the central courtyard behind it, with four large gold characters written on it.

"Hundreds of years!"

Shen Mange's nose was sour, and she couldn't help crying anymore.

Holding the hand, and growing old together, this was the only thought she had when she married Ye Nanxian. Five years ago, she thought that Ye Nanxian had abandoned her and began to hate this man, but did not expect that in the past five years, he remembered their marriage and emotions in this way.

Shen Mange saw that there were two rings on the table in the main hall, exactly the rings they had when they got married.

At that time, Shen Mange left the ring, but I didn't expect Ye Nanxian to keep it.

Below the ring is their marriage certificate.

The marriage certificate is not new anymore, and even the corners are a little worn, and it can be seen that they are often stroked.

Shen Mange took a look at it, and the once familiar appearance made her burst into tears.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Shen Mange took out the photo in the cuff.

It was brought from Huo's family, it was a woman on Huo Zhenfeng's easel, it was a yellowed picture, but strangely, she actually looked exactly like Shen Mange before!

How could there be such a similar person in this world?

The point is if any woman has anything to do with Huo Zhenfeng, it is now about the same age as Ms. Shen?

Shen Mange is a little nervous.

What does this woman have to do with her?

How could it be so?

If they are a person, no one would doubt it, but she has nothing to do with this woman.

Shen Mange's mind flashed doubts.

She has never heard that she is not a child of the Shen family, nor has she heard of the Shen family's dealings with the Huo family, or even their relatives, so what is going on with these similar photos?

Shen Mange is puzzled.

She collected the photos again.

There is her breath everywhere, even if she is not here, the flowers, grass and trees are all dressed up according to her preferences.

This is not a private cemetery for Ye Nanxian, but a private space specially created for her by Shen Mange.

Shen Mange was sitting in the room, although the cold was extremely high, but the heart was hot, and the blood was boiling.

Song Tao couldn't stand it anymore, and had to remind Shen Mange: "Mrs., we should go back, and Mr. Ye didn't know if we had lunch."

After he said this, Shen Mange remembered that he hadn't had time to eat lunch yet, let alone Ye Nanxian.

"Okay, go back."

Shen Mange can't wait to see Ye Nanxian now.

This man is so sullen.

Why didn't he tell her about her goodness?

Why haven't she missed her for the past five years?

Shen Mange couldn't wait to go out, and even fell at the door, so that Song Tao quickly helped, but Shen Mange smiled and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Song Tao felt that Shen Mange's mood had changed, and she was somewhat inexplicably happy.

He didn't know why, but he still helped Shen Mange.

Shen Mange's knees were a little bruised, but he didn't care much.

After leaving the private garden, the two rushed to the hospital. When passing the imperial garden, Shen Mange made Song Tao stop.

She went in and bought a pigeon soup for Ye Nanxian.

I heard that pigeon soup is very good for wound healing.

Shen Mange carefully took the pigeon soup all the way back to the ward.

"Ye Nanxian, look at what I brought you back?"

Shen Mange's voice was clear, with a trace of happiness and joy.

Ye Nanxian looked at her faintly, sad and unhappy.

"what happened?"

Shen Mange realized that the atmosphere in the ward seemed not quite right.

Song Tao quickly thought of something, just about to speak, but was yelled at by Ye Nanxian.

"Go out!"

There was a trace of oppression and tolerance in this rebuke, and even a trace of anger that could not be said.

Shen Mange was a little surprised. He put the pigeon soup in his hand on the table, quickly poured it out overnight, and handed it to Ye Nanxian. He said with a smile: "Hurry and drink, I heard the old man say that he has a knife in his body. If you drink pigeon soup, it will heal faster. I do n’t have time today. I bought the pigeons for you to cook tomorrow. "

Ye Nanxian looked at the hot pigeon soup in front of him, but Zhao Ning's words about Shen Mange continued to appear in his mind.

He suddenly opened his mouth.

"Are you coming back for revenge and revenge this time? Everything you do to me is hypocritical, is it to take advantage of me?"

Shen Mange suddenly froze.

She seemed to understand something, her arms were somewhat rigid.

"You asked Song Tao to follow me to monitor me?"

"Tell me, don't you? You used to treat me well, your feelings for me were burned in that fire, right? Now what are your feelings for me? Is it hate? Or revenge? You want to know me Ye Nan Xian fell in love with you Shen Mange, what did she look like? Are you satisfied now? Do you have a sense of accomplishment? Do you have to let me go to the fire to experience your despair? You say, as long as you say, I will go. I have fulfilled your revenge and anger. "

Ye Nanxian's eyes are scarlet, and even some crystal-like objects linger in his eyes.

Heart hurts!

It turns out that falling in love with someone is not only sweet, but also painful.

He thought he had experienced the most painful years in the world in the past five years. He didn't expect that five years would be worse than Zhao Ning asked Shen Mange.

She did not answer, that is the default!

The thought of Shen Mange came back to him with revenge, and the thought of Shen Mange's persecution from this meeting to the present, Ye Nanxian could not bear it.

He was fooled around like a fool.

If Shen Mange came back, he would tell him that she came for the revenge that year, even if he was asked for his life, he didn't care.

But now his heartache is beyond remedy.

You can still give everything and even life for her, but the position of your heart seems to have been torn apart by a big hole, **** and painless.

Shen Mange has never seen such Ye Nanxian, he seems to cry out anytime, anywhere.

This is not Ye Nanxian.

Ye Nanxian is strong and indifferent, how can he cry?

But why is it sour for some reason?

"Ye Nanxian, not what you think."

"What is that? Do you dare to say that you came back not to revenge me? Not to come back and use me?"

Ye Nanxian's voice trembled.

Shen Mange was speechless.

Her original intention to return was indeed to retaliate, but also to come back and take away something from Ye Nanxian, but now what is she going to explain?

Shen Mange anxiously said: "Before it was all because of misunderstandings, now I am true to you. Ye Nanxian, I admit that I came back to you this time, but it is not for myself, but for us ... … "

"enough!"

Ye Nanxian suddenly interrupted her and even overturned the pigeon soup in her hand.

The pigeon soup was very hot, and when she splashed on the back of Shen Man singer, her hands turned red immediately.

Ye Nanxian wanted to stretch out his hand but took a look, but eventually he refrained.

He held his hands tightly and said coldly, "Go out!"