Extra Zhao Xiaosi spends his whole life to miss

After the end of the year, the snow has not yet fallen.

Ziwei opened the door to sweep the snow. As soon as she opened the door, she only felt a chill coming to her face. She shook her hands with cold and picked up the broom by the door. She felt that the broom was also covered with frost.

The people in the room were still asleep, so they went to shout, "You can get up and open early." The two usually live on selling snacks. Although it is not much, with the previous savings, it can also live. It's just that he often lings. After a long time, a "um" slowly came from the room.

Miss Ziwei swept the floor and cut halfway, so she took a meal. But what happens after a meal? She continued to pull the ground. He didn't care, but she still had to live.

Two people live together like that. He never said he wanted to marry her - but she had already redeemed herself with money. When the two were making out, she was under him, sometimes with tears on her face and mixed with the sweat. She smiled blankly in her heart, why is she so cheap? But his gentle and fine kiss immediately made her forget what he was tonight.

Zhao Xiaosi is very old. It's just that the demand in that area is still amazing - it needs to be incompetuous. However, she was thin and only stared at her eyes and her skinny body, holding her tightly. She only felt that the bones of the two people collided and made a strange sound. He was originally the most beautiful person, so he looked pale and weak as if he had another heart, which was not on his own. Ziwei often stretched out her hand softly to touch him, but she also felt that she would never touch it.

- Even on New Year's Eve, two fatherless people stayed together. He raised a glass of wine to drink, and half of it was melancholy. I only said half a sentence, "When I was a child, my father beat me when he was drunk, and then..."

Then what's behind it?

She knew that he thought of Li Liangxiu again.

She has also met that woman. During the war in Lingyun City, Zhao Xiaosi was the most greedy and afraid of death, but dared to hide her. Of course, in the end, she followed her own man. Ziwei will also laugh. It's a woman who knows who is better than Master Situ. It is natural for her to choose others. However, Zhao Xiaosi didn't seem to wake up. Occasionally, when I was in a daze, I would say "previously..." but that's the case. How was it in the past? It's just not later.

Ziwei didn't know what kind of enmity there had between them. She only knew that her life was that she knelt down and begged Li Liangxiu and Master Situ to save him. She thinks he should be good to her. But he doesn't have such a consciousness. What does he think about all day? Sometimes she was also angry, but when she saw him drooping his eyes weakly and sadly, she felt that her anger turned into helplessness.

That's all. After all, she overestimated herself.

Fum and cake, fry those balls into balls with golden oil, and sprinkle them with a little sesame. It smells good.

She pushed the wooden wheeled car to the street. Who would have thought that a flower leader would fall like this one day? She frowned and thought that Zhao Xiaosi would still be so confused after another spring. Don't live this day. Her grievances and forbearance also has an end.

The north wind blew on her face, as if it were blowing on her heart. Back in the small yard, she knew that it must be a cold stove... What did she want? At first sight, she knew that a man like Zhao Xiaosi was not a good man... It's just that he also saved her life after all. Although it was his intention.

It's just a little different today. She just went in, but suddenly found that the room was warm and dry. Although it was leftovers on New Year's Eve, it was only heated by him, but it was the first time he cooked. He stood at the door and waited for her to return.

He gave her a hot handkerchief and a hot hand stove, and asked her to sit down and pour wine for her... Unprecedented attentiveness made her uneasy.

"What's wrong with you?" She is straightforward and not gentle at all.

But he dropped a tear and fell into the wine glass. He raised his cup, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.

"I'm sorry for you."

So you also know? Ziwei rolled up her sleeves to wipe her tears. The coarse cloth clothes and those luxurious and bright brocade clothes are all in the pawnshop.

She is not bad-looking. Not much worse than Li Liangxiu. Although she comes from a poor background, how many women from a good family are as virtuous as her? What's more, she also saved him and desperately stopped the carriage to save his life...

What's wrong with her? Do you want him to despise her like that?

"I... had a dream. When I dreamed very little, Xiuxiu and I..." He turned his head and smiled bitterly, as if crying. "We walked on the street together. I was beaten by my father. I was in a bad mood, so I didn't want to pay attention to her. No matter how she talked to me, she pretended to be a rabbit to make me happy..."

Oh. So she used to do this for you. Ziwei said in her heart.

"The two of us walked carelessly and suddenly bumped into a boy. The prince only looked at Xiuxiu with those eyes. He was dumbfounded and could only say, girl..."

Ziwei held a chopstick of chicken. Yesterday's dish is eaten today. Although it is hot, it always loses a little taste.

"He held Xiuxiu's hand tightly, and Xiuxiu's face turned red and asked me to help her. But I just looked there coldly. I just remembered that that man was Situ Xiang... It turned out that he saw my show at that time... Later, he told me in the casino, how about it? I'll give you ten taels of gold and don't pester that girl..."

"So what?"

"So I'm really not good to her. It turned out that she could have left me a long time ago. I treat her as bad as that.

"Oh." What can she say? I continued to hold a piece of meat, but it was bitter in my mouth.

The entanglement of those two people is so far away from her. She was wondering if she could leave this man after this spring?

"Pa--" Her chopsticks fell on the table.

He didn't know when he stood behind her, and his hand wrapped around her.

The oil lamp in the room flashed, and she counted his shadow and moved a few times. Such a tall shadow is trembling. Just like his heart.

"I'm afraid of losing you like losing Xiuxiu." He finally said.

She had too many words to say... Finally, she only said one word: "Oh."

"You're leaving me, aren't you?"

She thought that at such a time, she would definitely have tears on her face. At such a time, she was thinking, is this true? Joy seems to be unreal. Looking at flowers in the fog, no matter how much expectation turns into satisfaction, it doesn't seem to be your own.

"How can it be...so suddenly?" Slightly confused. She stared at the table in front of her.

"I... I also like you very much and like you very much... I'm afraid I won't have you." He spoke slowly, but she knew that it might not be completely true.

But who cares? She still has a lifetime. Who is in his heart? What does it matter?

Zhao Xiaosi hugged her and looked far away.

He knew that half of his heart had been lost for a long time, but fortunately there was still half left...

He smiled a little. He will never tell others that he heard that she married Situ Xiang and lived a great life. He will never tell others how painful lovesickness and regret are.

But without her, he found that he could also fall in love with others. That was his day, his days with other women. This time, he will not fail again. Life is like the awakening of a big dream, which is ridiculous and absurd. One time is enough. For the first time, he felt that he was full of strength.

"I will let you live a good life." He muttered to himself.

On the first day of the Chinese New Year, there were still people firing firecrackers in the nearby staff's home.

"Our days will also get better." He came close to her neck to comfort her. This is his woman, a person who wants to live a lifetime. "In the future, we can also afford to fight, and I will take money to make new clothes for you..."

Fine and dense, lingering.

How far away it is to live. But without Li Liangxiu, he still has to live.