After being forced to marry a natural enemy

Wen Shu hugged Zheng Zijing, but the strength in his hands was not heavy, like hugging a lost and found treasure.

Zheng Zijing's body froze, and he was suddenly embraced by two powerful big hands. The man whispered in his ear, little fox, but not only did he not feel disgusted, but a sense of long-lost familiarity arose on the contrary, he confirmed. : "What did you call me?"

Wen Shu parted from him, staring fixedly at Zheng Zijing, "Little fox."

"You...why do you call that suddenly?" Zheng Zijing seemed to have a premonition, but Zheng Zijing's heart jumped suddenly, and he suddenly asked, "I ask you, are the grapes growing on the grape trellis green grapes or purple grapes?" ?”

Zheng Zijing was stunned, and said truthfully, "Purple Grape."

Wen Shu seemed to think of something, and smiled helplessly, "I went to buy grape seeds at that time, and the old farmer at the foot of the mountain told me that theirs was a mixture of cyan and purple. At that time, I was in a hurry to build a grape trellis, so I believed his words , Thinking about it afterwards, those seeds obviously look exactly the same... I should have bought several more..."

Zheng Zijing suddenly remembered that when Xiaolan came back from the mountain that day, she said that she bought two kinds of seeds. He didn't understand why only purple grapes grew in the end. Later, he asked Shen Guiyi, but Shen Guiyi only prevaricated and said that he forgot Sow green grape seeds.

"You used to be lively and squeamish, but now you are so quiet and stable." Wen Shu's eyes were as gentle as water, he frowned, and couldn't bear to say: "I think you must have been wronged."

Zheng Zijing's face was very serious, and she lowered her voice rarely, "Who are you?"

Wen Shu suddenly felt a little guilty, he wanted to recognize him back, but he didn't know how to explain to him that he had disappeared all these years.Ling Xiao not only erased his memory, but even tampered with his memory. When he saw Zheng Zijing again, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

Zheng Zijing pressed him, "Who are you?"

Wen Shu was a little nervous, his throat went dry for a while, and he swallowed, "I'm sorry, I promised you would come back, but I still made a mistake."

Zheng Zijing trembled inexplicably, as if she was afraid of something, she asked in a deep voice, "Where did you and I first meet?"

"In the extremely cold environment, I stepped on you as if you were snow, and you clamored to climb on my shoulder and said you would step on it back, regardless of the serious injury on your stomach." Wen Shu laughed and continued: "I was thinking at the time, what a powerful little fox."

"How do I call you on weekdays?"

"Xiaolan. Your eyes hurt, you said that in your eyes I'm just a blue blob, so you always call me Xiaolan."

"Where did we live before you left?"

"Longju Mountain, at the beginning I thought the word Longju was suitable for me, so I chose it."

"What else do I love to eat besides grapes?"

"Fish." Wen Shu replied fluently, "Greedy enough to go under the ice to catch fish, no matter how painful it is to hit the head."

Zheng Zijing's heart beat faster and faster, and he asked again in a trembling voice: "What is the token between you and me?"

Xiaolan didn't leave him any tokens at all, and he asked this just for cliche.

Wen Shu said, "Dragon Scale."

Zheng Zijing said seriously: "No, there is no token between me and Xiaolan."

Wen Shu frowned unconsciously, "But the day I left, I clearly left a dragon scale beside your pillow, and this is the heart-protecting dragon scale that grew on my heart, which can cure all diseases."

Zheng Zijing raised his head suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, and the truth became clear before his eyes.No wonder Shen Guiyi has a heart-protecting dragon scale on his hand. It turns out that the heart-protecting scale for Qin Yun's treatment is a token left by Wen Shu.

"Why didn't you wake me up that day?" Zheng Zijing raised her eyes to look at him, but her eyes were full of resentment and blame.

"It's rare for you to sleep so soundly after drinking..." Wen Shu hesitated to speak.

Zheng Zijing suddenly stood up, turned around and staggered forward a few steps, standing in the corner, his shoulders twitched.

Wen Shu immediately became nervous, and he took a few steps forward, "Little fox... are you... all right?"

"Don't come over!" Zheng Zijing suppressed her crying to stop him.

He just woke up a little late that day, so he lost the opportunity to know Wen Shu's real body, and was played around in the dark by Shen Guiyimeng.

For 300 years, he devoted all his love for Wen Shu to Shen Guiyi.Shen Guiyi lied to him, betrayed him, and humiliated him, but he always took into account the memory of the past, so he was tolerant and tolerant to him again and again.

But he didn't know until now that even those memories belonged to him and Wen Shu, and had nothing to do with Shen Guiyi at all.

From the beginning to the end, he was kept in the dark by Shen Guiyi, playing with the applause.

He originally had a good relationship, but suffered such injustice from him for no reason.

Zheng Zijing was angry and sad, tears streaming down his fair face, he pressed his lips tightly to suppress his emotions, like a child who was robbed of his favorite toy, aggrieved and helpless, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

His twitching shoulders fell into Wen Shu's eyes, and Wen Shu's heart constricted suddenly, as uncomfortable as being grabbed by someone, "Little fox...let me pass."

He seems to be begging, but also seems to be ordering.

Zheng Zijing called to stop him, "Don't come over."

Wen Shu didn't listen to him at all, and just stepped forward and pulled him into his arms, and the two warm bodies collided with each other, making a dull sound.

"Who taught you to endure crying like this?" Wen Shu hugged Zheng Zijing's back tightly with his right hand, stroked his head with his left hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm back, and I will support you, little fox. ..tell me who wronged you."

Only then did Zheng Zijing burst into tears, his chest heaved violently and he almost cried out.He completely buried his head in Wen Shu's chest, wailing recklessly, his little blue came back, and he no longer had to be that humble son of Lao Shizi.

You can laugh wantonly when you are happy, you don’t have to force yourself to smile when you are sad, you don’t need to pretend to be tolerant when you are angry, and you can hide in that person’s arms and cry when you are sad.

Because, he will support him.

In the past 300 years, he was like a precious calligraphy and painting that was framed, daring not to be happy or angry, not to be sad or to be happy, but to be hung on the wall high above for people to watch.

His lover shattered the exquisite picture frame and brought him back to the world of fireworks.

Zheng Zijing cried for a long time, at first it was grievance and anger, but in the end it turned into a cry of joy for the lost and found.It turned out that the person he loved was still so gentle and protective; it turned out that his sincere feelings were not let down by others, but were still firmly received by the person he loved.

Zheng Zijing cried for too long, and accidentally hiccupped. He panicked with embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject: "I listened to you well, you asked me to wait for you to come back. I have never left Longju Mountain for 700 years. .”

Zheng Zijing's lips curled slightly, the tip of her nose was also sour, and she said aggrievedly, "But why didn't you come back?"