Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

His eyes, with a sadness of sorrow, seemed heartbroken.

Makoto had been standing in front of him for ten minutes, and he had not noticed a thing.

He sat against the chassis of the sculpture, and he drank bottles of rice wine in white porcelain.

Already drunk, and drink.

He raised his hand, touched the woman's feet, and his low voice was infinitely painful, "How many more rounds do you want me to wait? ”

“Brother, you're drunk.” Painfully grabbed Ancient Pastoral's hand in front of Pastoral Heart and swallowed.

“I'm not drunk. I'd like to, but I can't.” Pastoral Ancient looked at Pastoral Heart and smiled bitterly.

Pastoral Heart had never seen Pastoral Ancient like this, her heart ached and tears overflowed her eyes.

“You're already talking nonsense. Why aren't you drunk?” Patriarch cried.

Pastoral looked up, pointing to Pastoral Heart, and laughed twice, asking, "Pastoral Heart, do you know who she is? ”

Mahjong raised his head and looked at the statue, a beautiful woman.

Her eyes don't look like Song's, and she can't be sure. “Is she worry-free? ”

Pastoral nods, "Yes, it's her. ”

Pastoral groaned, “It's really nice to have no worries. ”

“Makoto, how long has she been missing? ”

“A week. ”

“Do you think she'll come back? ”

Makoto nodded: "Yes! Don't worry, Sister will be back! ”

“Oh...” Pastoral smiled bitterly, “Will she come? Will you?”

“Yes!” the pastoral heart wept, crying: “No worries sister will come back! Brother Po...? ”

Pastoral Heart saw Gu Zheng's tall figure coming this way. She blinked and tears came down. "Brother, Brother Zheng is here. ”

“…” Pastoral Ancient leaned only on the chassis of the statue, as if he had not heard the words of Pastoral Heart, his face was sad.

Gu Zheng walked over and stood behind Pastoral Ancient. He raised his head and stared deeply at the women's eyes of the statue.

This is the first time that Gu Zheng has come to the ranch since Pastoral Ancient put the statue here.

Seeing the women's eyes, and the headwear, Gu Zheng's heart, a sudden soreness, the bottom of her eyes, passing a raging wave.

“Brother Ah-jin...” Pastoral Heart saw Gu Zheng, standing there staring at the statue all the time, worried about him, called him.

Gu Qiu retracted his gaze and glanced at the pastoral heart. His voice was low. “I want to accompany your brother when you go back to get us something to eat. ”

Pastor nodded, got up, and left.

Gu Qiu stood behind Pastoral Ancient and looked at him with complexity.

“Po, guess who she is?” After a sip of wine, Pastoral pointed to the woman and asked.

Gu Jiao: “Song Min Xiao? ”

“That's right, it's Song.” Pastoral laughed powerlessly, "the same name, different people... no, same people. ”

It's the same person in this world...

“ …… ”

“She is the X-day Song Guifeng Song, no worries. ”

Gu Qiu listened as if he knew something.

Heart, suddenly jumping, pulled tight.

You can't even breathe because of a heart disorder.

He squeezed his thin lips, his face muscled tightly and held his fist tightly.

“As much as I loved her, I swore to God to protect her. She lives, I live, she dies, I die. ”

“ …… ”

“Unexpected, I couldn't protect her because… I died before her. ”

“ …… ”

“I was unwilling, in order not to forget her, to find her in the next life, I did not drink Mengbo soup and jumped off the river.” (fiction, don't like spray, huh?