Chapter 82: Meeting Qingqing on Huanhua Creek

Chapter 82: Meeting Qingqing on Huanhua Creek

"The smell of you."

Song Shiwei said: "Although you changed your voice, you forgot to hide the smell of your body."

She chuckled, "Amo has a stronger smell of herbs, while you have a light scent of grass and wood."

She stared at Jamel Xiao's face and asked, "When did your face recover?"

Xiao Jingheng said: "After you took me to see Guanglingzi, the poison in my body was cured."

"Oh…"

Song Shiwei raised her voice and said with a hint of coldness in her tone: "No wonder you left without saying goodbye, you were afraid that I would rely on you."

"not like this."

Jamel Xiao explained nervously: "I didn't leave without saying goodbye, I...didn't I leave a letter for you?"

"Letter, what letter?"

Song Shiwei had never seen the letter Xiao Jingheng left for her.

That's why she felt that this man was ruthless and left so decisively.

But from what Xiao Jingheng said, it seemed that this was not the case.

"You didn't see it?"

Xiao Jingheng frowned and said, "I clearly put the letter on the table in front of the window."

Song Shiwei recalled the day Xiao Jingheng left. It rained heavily and the strong wind and rain blew open the closed windows, making the house a mess.

Could it be that Xiao Jingheng's letter was blown away by the wind?

She asked Xiao Jingheng: "What did you write in the letter?"

Jamel Xiao looked at her and said seriously: “I said I have something important to deal with, and I will take you away from here when I come back.”

Song Shiwei's heart moved, so Xiao Jingheng didn't leave without saying goodbye, did he ever think of eloping with her?

It’s a pity that she didn’t read the letter. If she had, she might not have returned to the capital.

Maybe all this is destined!

She took a deep breath and asked, "Why didn't you recognize me after returning to Beijing?"

"I……"

Jamel Xiao frowned, his expression a little serious, and said: “I thought you were angry with me, and I was even more afraid that you would blame me for deceiving you and hiding the truth from you.”

Song Shiwei suddenly slammed the table, a little emotional, and asked: "If I hadn't woken up on the wedding night, would you have kept this a secret from me for the rest of my life?"

Xiao Jingheng couldn't answer this question. When he rushed back to the capital, he heard the news that she was getting married. At that moment, he felt like the sky was falling.

That was the first time he regretted his decision. He regretted his stubbornness in seeking revenge and finding out the truth.

He sneaked into the Shen family, actually wanting to steal the bride and ask her if she was still willing to elope with him?

Later, she discovered that Shen Linchuan asked his eldest brother to consummate the marriage on his behalf, and by chance he and she had a passionate night.

When she asked him who he was, he somehow concealed the fact that he was Ah-mo, and this secret could not be undone.

What would he have done if she hadn't woken up that night?

Hiding what Shen Linchuan did and weaving a false dream for her?

he does not know!

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a bang. Song Shiwei threw the teacup beside her to the ground and pointed to the door, saying, "Get out of here. I don't want to see you again."

Jamel Xiao’s eyes widened, his face panicked: “Shi Wei.”

"I told you to get out."

Song Shiwei seemed to be stimulated by something and was a little agitated.

Xiao Jingheng was frightened, and he didn't know what was wrong with her.

But if he stayed, it would only irritate her, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go, and we'll talk when you calm down."

He walked to the door, looked back at Song Shiwei and said, "You asked me who Qingqing was before, it was you, it has always been you.

Do you know why I call you Qingqing? Because the day you saved me by the river, when I saw you for the first time, I thought of a poem.

I saw you on Huanhua Creek, with bright eyes and light eyebrows.

At that time, my throat was hoarse due to the poison and I couldn't speak, but I had already called the name Qingqing in my heart thousands of times.

That day you asked me if I was willing to elope with you, I was actually very happy, but I couldn't just leave with you like that.

I have not yet avenged myself, and have not yet redressed my injustice. I know that I have let you down.

If I had agreed to take you away, you wouldn't have married Shen Linchuan."

He frowned and looked painful.

Song Shiwei behind him was already in tears. Xiao Jingheng would not understand, as this was not what he cared about.

But in his previous life, Xiao Jingheng concealed the truth and kept her in the dark.

The door closed, the candle in the room flickered, and Song Shiwei lay on the table and burst into tears.

She cried out all the grievances she had suffered in her past and present life.

And she was struggling inside, as if two people were tearing her apart.

She told herself that maybe things in her past life were not like this.

Maybe the person who consummated her marriage was not Xiao Jingheng at all, and maybe he didn't know what Shen Linchuan had done.

Maybe he hid the truth so as not to hurt her?

But these words still couldn't make Song Shiwei feel relieved.

These truths that may never be solved will become an insurmountable obstacle between her and Xiao Jingheng.

She doesn't know what to do?

Should I forget the past and stop worrying about trivial things, or should I get stuck in this maze and lose my way?

Xiao Jingheng stood outside the door, listening to Song Shiwei crying in the room.

His heart was in a knot and he wished he could rush in and hold her in his arms.

But he can't.

At this point she was already annoyed with him and hated him so much. No matter what the reason was, he had deceived her and hurt her heart.

He leaned against the cold wall, closed his eyes, and just accompanied her silently.

It was unknown how long she cried before Song Shiwei calmed down.

She looked up and saw Xiao Jingheng's mask on the ground. She picked up the mask and recalled every moment she spent with him.

Crystal tears fell on the mask.

Song Shiwei sat on the ground, holding the mask and leaning against the wall, burying her face in her knees.

She didn't know that behind this wall, Jamel Xiao was also there.

There was a wall between them, a distance that seemed like it could never be crossed.

The night is dark.

Minghua Hall was brightly lit. Zhou sat on the bed in a daze until she heard a creak and the door opened.

Song Moting placed the ginseng soup in his hand on the table and said, "I heard that you didn't eat or drink after you came back, so I asked the kitchen to make you a bowl of ginseng soup."

Zhou ran over like a madman, holding his arm and asking, "Where's Mingzhu? Where's our Mingzhu?"

Song Moting said: "She hasn't woken up yet, don't worry, she won't know about this."

"Don't be so hypocritical here."

Zhou cried and said, "You are so cruel. Our Mingzhu was bullied by that beast, but instead of avenging him, you wanted to send Mingzhu to become a nun.

Mingzhu is your daughter. Do you want to abandon your own daughter now that you have a son?"

Song Moting pinched her shoulders with a cold face and asked, "Can you wake up a little?

Do you want to make the whole city know about this and make Mingzhu ashamed to live in the capital before you are satisfied?"

Zhou reacted, looked at Song Moting and asked, "What do you mean?"