Chapter 2590

Before they got married, they were asked to serve one husband with two daughters. Any woman with a little bit of status and status would not agree, let alone Mo Lingwei, the young lady who was born in the Governor's Mansion in Jincheng... ..

Even if life is impermanent, at least before the established tragedy occurs, we can cut off the previous relationship and make a clean break.

"You said that the two of us are destined to meet each other, so let's take it as destiny.

You also said that men are animals who are good at disguising, and you must not be fooled by any man's appearance.

I will always remember the words you said to me, watching our children from a distance, and living the rest of my life in a normal way.

Shaojin, I think about the things that happened every day, and every night I dream of you appearing in front of me covered in blood, and I have to experience your life and death every night...

I don't dare to sleep, I close my eyes and see all those images, I feel like I'm living in Ling Chi every day, it hurts so much!

Shaojin, brother and sister-in-law asked me what I was thinking?

I don't know how to tell them these things. The dream is illusory, and it may be the opposite of reality. I also know that I can't believe it.

But my head can no longer control my own thoughts.

Shaojin, tell me, am I sick? If this continues, will I go crazy? "

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Chu Yunyao stood in the shadows, looking at her slightly clumsy figure.

A box of carefully prepared things was burned by Mo Lingwei. She stood up and watched the last flame go out, and watched the cold wind whizzing past, rolling up the ashes and blowing them to the treetops...

Mo Lingwei gathered her cloak, poured out the osmanthus wine in the bottle, twisted up the bottle, held it in her arms, and walked towards the bedroom step by step.

Chu Yunyao whispered: "Go to the main building and get half a bottle of wine."

Bao'er didn't understand, so she said, "Miss, what do you want to do?"

"Pour it into her bottle." Chu Yunyao silently followed behind her: "Ling Wei is a thoughtful person, and she rarely loses control of her emotions.

She was drunk tonight, which aroused her suppressed emotions. By tomorrow, she might forget what she did. "

I don't know when she made this tomb.

Push open the window of the bedroom near the backyard, and you can see this place at a glance.

Every time Chu Yunyao came to visit her, she could see her sitting by the window in a daze, and thought she was looking at the budding red plum tree, but unexpectedly, she was clearly looking at the red plum tree buried under the red plum tree. relics.

If there is no emotion, it will not reach this point.

Hearing this, Bao'er hurried to the main building.

Mo Lingwei pushed open the half-closed door, and there were braziers and oil lamps burning in the bedroom. After sitting in the snow for so long, she only felt exhausted, and her hands and feet seemed to have lost consciousness.

She put the wine bottle on the bedside table, took off her cloak and cotton shoes, and lay down on the bed.

Bao'er is as meticulous as a hair, and has always been thoughtful in doing things. The quilt is very warm, and there is a hot water bottle inside. She is hugging the hot water bottle, in a daze, as if she is hugging someone.

The man was whispering in his ear, talking sweet words and vowing to each other, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a bloody and dirty corpse...

Mo Lingwei woke up from her sleep and stared at the ceiling with her eyes open.

Silver thread charcoal was burning in the charcoal basin, emitting a bright red light, dimly illuminating the dark bedroom, and there was a sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the breath.

Mo Lingwei raised her hand and opened the curtain, and saw the wine bottle on the table.

I vaguely remember going to the main building to have a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, and after eating, I went back to the bamboo garden with half a bottle of wine...