Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

Xu Wenyan just looked at Kong Zhao for a while.

"Kid, if you make the wrong decision, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"You like Xiao Jia, right?"

Kong Zhao nodded without hesitation: "Well, it's just that something happened that made me feel that I am not worthy of him."

"Does he know these things?" Xu Wenyan said lightly.

"do not know."

"Then you are being very unfair to him." Xu Wenyan took two steps forward and said, "Follow me."

Xu Wenyan brought Kong Zhao to Rong Xiaoliu's room: "Think about it carefully, there are indeed many people in this world who are better than you.

But Xiaojia only likes you now, if you think you won't regret it in the future, you can do nothing. "

After saying that, Xu Wenyan left. He himself hadn't figured out the matter of love yet.

After finishing the meal, Xu Wenyan took Jia Anqing to the bedroom and said, "You stay here tonight. I will go back with you early tomorrow morning. You are still running around while the store is open."

Xu Wenyan tapped Jia Anqing on the forehead lightly: "You are messing around."

Jia Anqing rubbed it and said, "I know, brother."

When I opened the door, I could only see the inside of the room vaguely with the help of moonlight.

Jia Anqing sat down on the bed.

Suddenly, a pair of hands hugged him from behind.

"Ah!" Jia Anqing was so scared that he wanted to sit up, but the person behind him held him tightly. He could only shake his body and start struggling: "What, what is that?"

Kong Zhao leaned his head on Jia Anqing's shoulder and said, "It's me."

A slightly hoarse voice entered Jia Anqing's ears.

But at this time, Jia Anqing was obviously still angry: "What are you doing? Let me go."

Jia Anqing went to grab Kong Zhao's hand, and then he found that he was not wearing a shirt, which made Jia Anqing's face turn red instantly: "You! What are you doing? Why are you not wearing clothes?"

Kong Zhao hugged Jia Anqing tightly and whispered, "I have something to tell you."

"Then tell me what you are doing. Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Kong Zhao let go of him at this time, walked to the window, and let the moonlight shine on his body.

His body, along with the scars caused by the torture instruments, appeared in Jia Anqing's eyes.

Jia Anqing stepped forward in surprise and carefully touched the horrific wounds with his hands: "You, what did you do to you?"

Facing Jia Anqing's distressed eyes, Kong Zhao couldn't help but smile: "Jia Anqing, I like you too. But... I am a sinner."

Seeing that Jia Anqing wanted to say something, Kong Zhao lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Then she held his face and said, "Listen to me first, okay."

As if he was a little confused by Kong Zhao's series of actions, Jia Anqing nodded blankly.

Kong Zhao briefly told Jia Anqing about his experience.

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and said, "Can someone like me really be worthy of you?"

Jia Anqing looked up, tears silently falling.

He looked at the boy in front of him who was not much older than him, and felt distressed.

He was also very popular, and he lived a life of luxury under the protection of his father.

However, Kong Zhao...spent his entire childhood in prison.

Jia Anqing hugged him, tears streaming down Kong Zhao's body.

"Are you stupid? It's not your fault..."

With tears welling up in his eyes, Kong Zhao touched Jia Anqing's head and said, "But I killed someone. I am a murderer."

"No!"

"That's not a human being. He's not worthy of being your father."

Kong Zhao opened his mouth, but his choked throat prevented him from speaking.

The two hugged each other like this for a long time.

The autumn wind was blowing. Kong Zhao was afraid that Jia Anqing might catch a cold, so he said hoarsely, "Let's go lie down on the bed, okay?"

The person in his arms nodded.

After lying down, Kong Zhao hugged Jia Anqing again: "Jia Anqing...can we be together?"

Jia Anqing sobbed twice, broke free from his arms, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

"You, didn't you reject me before?"

Seeing that he was a little angry, Kong Zhao smiled instead: "You just said it to me, now I'm telling you."

"No, we can't be together."

Jia Anqing turned his head aside and said.

Kong Zhao hugged him from behind: "Okay, I'll ask you tomorrow."

"I will refuse tomorrow too."

"Then I'll ask you the day after tomorrow."

"I will refuse the day after tomorrow, too."

Kong Zhao rested his forehead on Jia Anqing's back and rubbed it gently: "Then I will keep asking until you agree."

Jia Anqing didn't reply to him, but just smiled.

I fell asleep while laughing.

Perhaps they were too tired from crying today, so they slept until noon the next day.

......

Jia Anqing rubbed his eyes and stood up.

As soon as I yawned, the direct sunlight stung my eyes.

Suddenly, he woke up: "It's over, it's over!" He shook Kong Zhao beside him: "Hurry up, we overslept!"

"Ah, oh no, my brother is going to scold me."

Jia Anqing put on his clothes anxiously and pushed open the door. The black bear in the yard glanced at him and continued to sleep on his stomach.

I looked around the yard but didn't see anyone.

Until I saw Chen Sanlin coming back carrying a big piece of wood.

"Brother Chen! Where are you going?"

Chen Sanlin threw the wood steadily to the ground: "He went to the county."

"Ah? Why are we going to the county?" Jia Anqing quickly buttoned up his clothes.

"I'll clean up your mess." Chen Sanlin clapped his hands, put on his backpack and prepared to go up the mountain: "Stay one more night today, the carriages have all left, heat up the rice in the pot."

Before Jia Anqing could say anything, Chen Sanlin had already walked away with the machete.

At this time Kong Zhao also came out of the house.

The two looked at each other, and Kong Zhao said, "I'm sorry, I got up late."

"It's okay. My brother is helping me run the store today. My brother is really the best person in the world."

Kong Zhao lowered his head slightly: "What about me?"

"Ahhh." Jia Anqing came over and said quickly: "You are also a good person. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go heat up the food."

Kong Zhao opened the lid of the pot and found sweet porridge inside, which contained red dates, red beans and sugar.

"Wait a minute, I'll heat it up right away." Kong Zhao sat down on the small stool.

In his left hand he held a few sticks, and in his right hand he held a flint and steel.

"Click, click." The flints collided with each other, creating sparks.

Kong Zhao worked hard...the whole room was filled with smoke, but not a single spark was seen.

"Ahem, Kong Zhao, what are you doing?"

Jia Anqing walked over and took the flint from Kong Zhao's hand.

A quarter of an hour later...

The smoke in the house became heavier.

The three little ones who went up the mountain to pick grass for pigs saw smoke coming out of the house from a distance. They thought there was a fire and rushed home without stopping.

Only after clearing away the smoke could one see clearly the two people whose faces were covered in smoke.