[Chapter 265]: Release, Happiness

People who are spoiled by the materialistic society stick to the vanity they have added and dress up as a proud little rooster. They have to peck a few words at people who hurt themselves to show that they are nobler than others. In fact, think about the difference between high and low. Yan Ying, who has developed bad habits since he was a child, is a thorough little rooster. He always feels that he is superior enough to overwhelm everyone and bully him to death.

The woman who has always been served by a noble princess was suddenly attracted by a talented and willing squat down to ask for a relationship. After the princess showed her nobleness, she immediately gave up the woman's reservedness and nodded like a chicken pecking under a text message three days after the man's cold treatment. After that, the formal relationship also began. . Facing Tang Monk's choice to break up, the little peacock Yanying, who thought he had always been extremely arrogant, also preached that he had dumped this man in front of outsiders. In front of outsiders, she smiled like a rich young woman who played with men, but when there was no one, she cried and hugged the doll and scolded the eighteen generations of the man's ancestors. Originally, he thought that he had recovered from his old wounds and could live a good life, carefree and freedom, but he saw it on the plane. This man who hurts himself. I also saw Mu Xueqi, a vicious woman who once abandoned a man, and the two still looked like they were in love. The hatred in his heart is more expanded. Tang Monk is completely defined as a young man who should be cut with thousands of knives, and Mu Xueqi is also defined as the kind of watery poplar girl.

"Brother. You say. What kind of man is he? The tearful Yan Ying thought about his brother's heartfelt words, and suddenly had this idea in his heart and asked.

"A sentimental but not promiscuous, flowery and infatuated, admitting death is the kind of reason that you think is right. It is to exchange his life for the Lord without blinking an eye. I rarely meet such a person. There are no good people or bad people. In this world, good people die at the hands of bad people, and bad people are scolded by later generations. Such people will live a good life and will not get any scolding. The man smoking thought for a moment and answered. This is just a few minutes of understanding of Tang Monk. A man about thirty-four or five years old can't go through the vicissitudes of life, nor can he be discerning people. When he sees a descendant, he can say why.

Listening to his brother's words, Yan Ying wiped the tears on his cheek, calmed down, and said gently, "Brother. If I follow him desperately, do you think the family will agree? Also, will he forgive me for what I did today?"

Hearing his sister's words, the middle-aged man Yan Su smiled and said, "You have to do what you like and intend to maintain with your life at least once in your life. Our Yan family is not a big family, but the older generation loves you like you unmatched. You think I can take the lead for you without fear of punishment without my grandfather's instructions. No matter what decision you make today, I will definitely support you to the end. Whoever dares to chew his tongue, your brother, I will definitely cut off his tongue. As for whether Tang Dingyi will forgive you, I can't guarantee that after all, you must be perfect in this matter. Maybe you should open your heart and have a good talk.

Yan Ying reluctantly smiled at his brother who had always spoiled him. Although his smile was very stiff, Yan Su could feel the relief in his sister's heart. This kind of ending was what he hoped. Although he came forward, he also knew that if today really One of the two people, Mu Xueqi or Tang Monk, was killed, so Yan Ying only had pain. Maybe she can smile slightly now, but there will definitely be an eternal scar in her heart in the future. Yan So is very sure of this.

"I'll call him up, and you can have a good talk with him. As for what the conversation will be like, you are prepared." Yan Su got up and walked to Yan Ying's side, patted her on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

The two people downstairs who are in a matter of life and death still continue to linger. The picture is unparalleled enough love. The thin woman has no tears, and her eyes are very firm. In her heart, she believes in this man very much. Even in the face of the test of life and death, she will choose to believe in the man in front of her, perhaps for this man. In the moment of death, I understood a lot of truths. All my happiness has formed an invisible relationship with this man. Maybe it doesn't matter on the surface, but that kind of connection has been wrapped around two people like an invisible thread.

"It's affectionate and happy enough, but I have to bother you." Yan Suo, who came down from upstairs, said with a smile. And there is no pervert like that just now, and there is also a sense of harmony in the eyes. Tang Monk can feel the difference between the two eyes before and after.

"Who is the master who made you spend so much time and such a big deal? I think I have to show up." Tang Monk, who thinks calmly, can naturally see that even this awesome man must have an invisible hand behind him to start this matter.

"The Tang monk is the Tang monk. It really lives up to its reputation. Go up! She is waiting for you up there. Don't worry, I won't do anything to your woman. If I did it, I would have done it long ago. I won't bother to let you come." Looking at the two people who are still in love with each other at stake, Yan Suo, a man who has also experienced that kind of lingering love, is more or less moved.

Mu Xueqi, who grabbed Tang Monk's hand with one hand, did not want this man to take any risks for herself. She grabbed the man with one hand like death, and her eyes showed a kind of reluctance and fear. Tang Monk smiled at the woman and said, "Don't worry! You man is the kind of person who can turn from danger to safety in a critical moment.

Hearing Tang Seng's words, Mu Xueqi let go of the other party's hand and looked at the man upstairs calmly. Yan Shu had never seen that kind of look. That look exuded a kind of confidence in his man, and also exuded a determination to die together.

Walking upstairs, Tang Monk gently pushed open the door. A tall woman sat on the sofa and looked at the man with a domineering queen. Tang Monk never thought that the originator of this game was Yan Ying. The woman who staged sadness in front of him a few days ago turned into a dark queen in an instant. Too funny, too playful. Tang Seng really wanted to laugh in his heart. At that time, he still had a trace of self-reproach in his heart, but he did not expect that this woman could not change her self-righteous vanity. She proudly thought that everything she could see in the world should enter her pocket.

Tang Monk, who took out a cigarette from his pocket and looked at the woman sitting on the sofa playfully. He didn't say anything and looked at her coldly.

"Hate me very much? I can't wait to kill me. Is that right?" The woman sitting on the sofa asked softly. The voice was a little sad but exuded an inexplicable self-deprecation.

After smoking a cigarette and playing the cigarette in his hand, Tang Monk walked steadily in the direction of the woman. He went to the sofa and sat down and whispered, "It's not hate. You should say that you hate me. It's just that I didn't expect you to be as extreme as before. It's so extreme that I don't even know how to fight back.

"You are the first person who can still retreat after challenging my authority. It's not because I can't hit you. I just don't want to hit you. After all, you are the first man in my life and will be the only one. I hate your play, but I also sympathize with what happened to you. Originally, I was going to forget you and let myself live a good life, but it was a fateful encounter and let me see you and Mu Xueqi. I want to know what's good about the woman who once left you for the future, and why it's worth defending her desperately. Is this the so-called love in your heart? Yan Ying moved his body sideways and could look directly at the face of the smoking man. The man's face was not forced into an ugly appearance. Occasionally, he showed a beautiful smile, and then heard the man say in a sad voice: "Sometimes, seeing is not necessarily true. Some superficial phenomena blind us. Only then can we really know how to regret. At that time, I was young and too angry. Like you, I always felt that the love I thought must be smooth sailing and have a happy ending. At that time, I thought like a fool that it was nothing for me and Mu Xueqi to live a life of ordinary life, but the sudden appearance of Mu Yinshan let me know that there are still things like power and money in the world that affect that sad love. But I didn't know what Mu Xueqi thought at all. She lost her most precious freedom for me. Yes, she went to the United States for me. Maybe you will feel very bloody, but life is a bloody plot all the time. The man said softly, as if recalling the past bits and pieces, with a sad expression and self-reproach. The smoke in his hand had burned out, but he didn't notice it. Looking at this man who used to be unrestrained and romantic, he is like a man with a story who has experienced the vicissitudes of life. Yan Ying has an indescribable feeling. That feeling is very self-blaming and helpless. She would rather always be the guy who runs vigorously on the playground and can solve the difficult advanced mathematics for a moment, but time erases all the things worth remembering, and the reason why it is worth remembering is that people can never do it. I can go back to the era of fantasy in my heart, this is the fucking life.

It's too contradictory, too real, too tragic.

"Do you know? I asked you if you liked me the other day. In fact, I really hope you can say you like it. Although I didn't get those two words, but I didn't know these three words, I had more or less reverie in my heart that maybe one day I could really guard your side, have children for you, and do housework for you. And the self-esteem in my heart made me lose all this. Maybe what I want is not an ending, but a continuation or interruption of feelings. I am proud and self-righteous, but I yearn for a platonic love like all little girls. This love can have no result, but it can't be destroyed. Do you understand?" Yan Ying, who has never shown a fragile side in front of outsiders, threw herself into her beloved man's arms for the first time and cried, just like a little girl who had never experienced any wind and frost was suddenly threatened to buy matches. Cold and hunger are entangled around her. And helpless, she needs to cry out in a warm arms. After all, she is just a girl.

Tang Seng didn't expect that Miss Yan, who was originally stubborn and arrogant, still had the fragility of a little girl. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally hugged the girl who was trembling and crying with his hands. This hug is not mixed with love between a man and a woman, but more of a kind of care, and this kind of care is the same for the Tang monk as the care for the little goblin Chen Mengli. For the Tang Monk, who is super masculine, the strategic policy of a girl's tearful eyes and tenderness is far more able to stimulate his inner desire for protection than arrogance and arrogance. Whether it is Ye Rouge, Mu Yinshan or even Zhuge Jinyu, Tang Seng has never shown any tenderness with a face that hits the other party. He is not a perfect man in the first place. He is also a man with shortcomings and a desire for protection.

"We are not suitable. Maybe you will feel very angry when I say this. But I'm telling the truth. I'm not a promiscuous man. Although I'm more affectionate, I take good care of the women who can live with me for the rest of my life. And you are not. At most, you are just the kind of woman who makes me willing to reach out to help in times of crisis. But it's definitely not the woman I can have. You are too proud to think that you have to control all the men in this world. And what I hate most is the people who are dominated by others. You just told me that what you need is Plato's love. I can give it to you, but I can't let you appear beside me. Because I know that your appearance will disrupt all my life. You won't be happy either." With the woman in his arms, Tang Monk said tenderly.

He is not an animal that thinks in the lower body, nor is he the kind of beast who pushes women and abandons them. As he said, he is a little affectionate and flirtatious, but every woman who has sex with him will try his best to take care of him, but the proud peacock will never get along well with the women around him. This is the reason why two people can't be together, and the proud Peacock Yanying will never be as willing to hide in a small house raised by a man to enjoy life like Yu Minshan.

The woman who heard this sentence was not angry and did not continue to cry. Instead, she got up from the man's arms and tried to wipe the tears on his face with a beautiful smile on the man and said, "I know, this is the love I want. This is what I hope. I don't hope you can give me a bright future, and I don't want you to work and come home every day to accompany me in that kind of affectionate two-person world. All I need is a spiritual sustenance. Thank you. Maybe when I figure it out, or when I give up the pride in my heart and can share you with the woman you like, I will appear in front of you and let you draw a perfect end to this love, and then continue this love like Plato!"

Looking at the woman's strong appearance, Tang Seng smiled and stroked the woman's hair. The action is very intimate, just like an action he used to do. Looking at the man's movements, Yan Ying knew that the man once said "I don't know" to lie to himself. In the man's heart, he already has a position. Maybe this position is not obvious. Maybe this position does not occupy much space, but a woman is very happy to know that she has such a little.

Mu Xueqi below looked at the mysterious middle-aged man with vigilance at the beginning. Later, the friendly side of the man and sat on the sofa on the side and told her something deeply before she abandoned her stereoty idea of the middle-aged man. And I also sympathize with the infatuated woman upstairs.

Why do women embarrass women?

Mu Xueqi, who has experienced a life and death, has long abandoned the exclusive idea in her heart. All she wants is that the man she likes can be happy, which is the only thing she can do.

Looking at Tang Seng coming downstairs with a relieved smile on his face, Mu Xueqi did not ask what had happened, but grabbed the man's hand like a small bird, snuggled up to the man's chest, which was not too strong, and left. At the beginning, Tang Seng, who left, smiled at Yan Su, a middle-aged man who hated himself and was now full of gratitude, and said nothing.

When two silent people walked to the Gold Coast, Tang Monk smiled and said, "There is no doubt in my heart. Don't you want to know what agreement has been reached between me and her?"

"I have doubts, but I don't want to ask." Mu Xueqi said softly.

"Why don't you want to ask?"

"That's the secret between you and her, and that's the love between you. It's enough for me to know that you have me in your heart.

Hearing the woman's words, Tang Seng gently hugged the woman in his arms and kissed the woman's forehead gently. The two did not immediately get on the speedboat to Fenghua Villa, but sat on the beach and snuggled up to each other. The woman felt very happy. She always thought that the happiest thing in the world was to grow old with the man beside her. Maybe she had other ideas when she was young and arrogant, but it was gradually worn out by the edges and corners of reality.

The two snuggled up to each other like this. The weather was a little cold. The man hugged the woman in his arms, and the woman's whole upper body snuggled up in the man's arms. That's how it lasted all night. Although the temperature dropped to one or two degrees, the two of them felt very warm. Until early in the morning, the sun slowly rose.

Looking at the sun rising from the sea little by little, the woman smiled happily and whispered, "This is the happiness I want."

The man didn't say anything, just smiled and held the woman in his arms again until the whole sun rose out of the seaside. The two of them got on the speedboat and rushed to QD.

It was not until the end of her life that women told the monotonous and romantic love story to their descendants.