marry a weak waist

The sun is shining slightly, the summer is sunny and early, this meeting will not be more than a moment in the middle of the day, dreaming that Meng Yu must have gone to the yamen, and walked all the way back to the room, not wanting Meng Yu to be at home, lying on the couch with his eyes closed as if asleep Non-sleeping.

There was still a candle on the kang table, and a thick layer of red wax oil was congealed on the silver chimney, hanging down in a bumpy way.Look at this posture, I probably changed several candles overnight and burned them until dawn.

Meng Yu heard some movement, opened her eyes, stared at Meng for a while, suddenly smiled wearily, and covered the ray of morning light on her eyelids with her hand, "There are times when you won't go home."

He wanted to ask but didn't ask directly, Meng Yuan sat on the couch, blew out the candle, his face was calm, "Didn't you tell me to finish the matter with Dong Mo earlier?"

The ray of sunlight seemed to have scalded the back of Meng Yu's hand, and he felt a little burning pain. He pulled his hand down and looked at the neatly arranged empty tent, "Did you sleep in his Qingyu Garden last night?"

Meng Tiao also looked into the tent, the quilt had not been touched, and there was not even a mark on the pillow.She guessed that he had slept on the couch all night, and suddenly felt a bad feeling in her heart.

She smiled, "Yeah, it's already the second watch after I finished speaking, so I can't ask him to take me to Xiaochanhua Lane, and I'll take Xiaochanhua Lane to get back home, right? I don't know when I get home gone."

Meng Yu nodded with a smile on the other end, lowered her head bitterly, and pulled the creases on the hem of her clothes.He slept carelessly on the couch all night, even his clothes were wrinkled from sleep, and he couldn't pull them out evenly, but he just stubbornly pulled them.

Candles were burned all night, and the air in the room was also a little dull.Meng Tiao cast a sideways glance at him, "Aren't you going to the yamen?"

"I won't go." He let out a long sigh, and then buried his head to pull the wrinkles, and yanked the ground with his fingers, very bored, "I didn't sleep well at night, and I was a little listless."

Seeing him like that, Mengyu lost all comfort, grabbed her skirt and walked on the bed, "I'll make the bed, you'll sleep well."

Meng Yu raised her face and put her hands on her knees to look at her back bowed on the bed.The imagination in his mind was more winding than her waistline, he thought of Dong Mo's hands on that narrow waist, getting in through the tight skirt belt, with a sneering smile of arrogance, touching his The heart was grabbed out of Mengyuan's chest!

His heart was beating in Dong Mo's hands, dripping dark red blood.The pain suddenly made him unbearable!He walked over a few steps, pulled Meng Yao over, violently kissed her mouth, face, and neck, and kissed her all over indiscriminately.

Meng Tiao was taken aback at first, but gradually came to the realization, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so crazy so early in the morning?"

He then squeezed her two wrists tightly, buried his head in her neck, and compared his strength from kiss to bite.Meng Tiao felt a little pain, and tilted his head back while dodging and pushing him.

Even if he couldn't push it away, Meng Yu even started to breathe hard. Later, Meng Yu almost beat him up, scraping his face with his fingernails. As soon as he ate the pain, a few thin bloodshots gradually spread from his eyes, and his red eyes were scarlet. Push Meng Tiao down on the bunk.

I don't want to just lean down, when I heard Yinlian shouting softly from outside: "Is your wife here?"

This sound made both of them yell back, Meng Tiao hurriedly got up, and opened the curtain to welcome him out, "Here you are, doesn't it mean that you don't need to come early to say hello?"

Yin Lian stood awkwardly in front of the round case, and gave a pale smile, "What my wife said last time... I'm talking about my wife's words."

Meng Tiao couldn't help looking at her flusteredly, she was wearing a long lapel skirt and a blue skirt, she looked like a puddle of weak water.His face was pale and tired, and his face was thinner, and his smile was a bit desolate.

Meng Tiao probably guessed what she was going to say, so she glanced at the curtain behind the door, "Your master is in the room, tell him what you have to say." After saying that, he let him out of the room.

Yinlian took two steps towards the door curtain, stood still under the curtain for a moment, swallowed lightly, as if she had made up her mind, she picked up the curtain and walked into the room.

He saw Meng Yu sitting on the bed dejectedly, with two gauze curtains hanging on the moon hooks, and they floated up and down beside him with a gust of wind.With his back slumped, he raised his eyebrows and gave Yinlian a cold look, with faint black circles under his eyes.

Yinlian approached slowly, only to find that he also had some light beard around his chin, but he couldn't really see it, it was just a circle of tired blue.She smiled at him, with a little sadness, "I'll answer your words."

Meng Yu's mind was in chaos, but she was a little dazed, "What are you talking about?"

"It's the thing you told your wife about." Yin Lian was no longer terrified like that night, her voice was soft and calm.After saying this, she squatted down and leaned on one of Meng Yu's knees, tilting her face, as if she didn't dare to look at him, "I thought about it, since I am willing to go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire for you, this little thing is nothing what?"

Of course she was a little afraid to look at him, for fear that the bit of self-esteem she had suffered from grievances would still be worthless in his lofty eyes.But she made up her mind to come here, her self-esteem is nothing, as long as he really needs it, she can let it go, "But I'm not good at socializing, I have to learn slowly, you have to wait patiently for me to learn."

Meng Yu stared at her crowed bun, and her heart tightened suddenly.He almost laughed out loud at her stupidity.However, he frowned fiercely and hugged her to sit on his lap.

There was a sad smile on the thinned face, and his outline was projected in the pale eyes, tired and worn out.

Yinlian guessed that he was a little guilty, so she smiled and comforted, "I did it voluntarily, not because you forced me, nor because I was afraid that I would have nothing to eat if I left here. Even, just... I can't tell, and I can't bear to leave you , and I don’t want to cause you trouble. In fact, since I married you, I will be at your disposal for the rest of my life. Many people have got a beautiful concubine, and they want it for him, but he will give it to him if he can’t save himself. Didn’t you send me If you are married, I can always be by your side for a long time. I told you at the beginning, this is what I want, and I don’t want anything else. "

Meng Yu just stared at her and said this basket of words, which was to absolve him of the crime.The more she excused her, the more he felt so oppressed that he couldn't breathe, he had to open his mouth and let out a breath, "I've never seen such a stupid person like you."

Yin Lian had a smile on her face for half a day, then tears rolled out of her eyes suddenly, she nodded her chin, "Then I admit it too, anyway, I can't live without you, so what do I want to do with my innocence? "

As she said that, she wiped away her tears, laughed again, turned her head and glanced at the other side of the door curtain, and lowered her voice, "Madam said earlier that she also has her own busy affairs. It's not easy to ask, is it possible that she is also helping your husband and wife to socialize? Don't be angry when I say this, I just want to say that my wife is so smart, if she understands the things here, I would like to learn from her. "

The question made Meng Yu lower her eyebrows, Yin Lian looked at him with her face crooked, and a burst of grief suddenly surged in her heart, "You are husband and wife, are you willing?"

Meng Yuyou was full of pain and sorrow, and there was no way to argue, and there was no way to explain it.That's right, he and Meng Yuan are like a pair of gods and couples, how many people admire and envy him, how did they come to this state?

After a while, it was the embarrassing appearance at the beginning, and there was no way to change it.

He smiled dejectedly, and raised his hand to wipe the tears off Yin Lian's face, "She and I used to be a couple on the surface, so we don't know much about it. I can't explain it clearly to you for a while, and I will explain it to you when I have time." listen."

Yinlian didn't ask any more questions, she and he still had so much to explain, how could she ask about the matter between him and Mengyuan.She tilted her face to his shoulder and felt the pulse on his neck, only then did she dare to believe that he was a real person, and also a selfish man.

But somehow, she still loves him.

Seeing Yinlian's soft temper, unexpectedly she is a straightforward person who does her best. She said she wanted to learn how to socialize, so she started to practice the pipa diligently.

At night, the sound of the pipa passes through the wall, like a sharp arrow shooting straight into the dream room.It was only one more day, and it was raining again. Meng Yuan sat on the couch, opened the window, and let a bit of cold wind blow in.

The room is too stuffy, the candles are dim, and the painted wenge furniture is particularly old, and even the smell seems to be a bit rotten.She seems to be in an old well that has dried up for many years, and everyone else has climbed out, and she is the only one who still has some nostalgia.

Yinlian's pipa came through the drizzle of rain, as soft as her voice, which made Mengyuan hear a little pity for her.It's ridiculous, she still needs her compassion?

However, she does have the qualifications, after all, Meng Yu wiped out their past in front of her.Reminiscent of their past, as Meng Yu said, it was all about the relationship between benefits and benefits.If you want to pursue a little emotion in those intensive relationships, you will only find a little blurry shadow.

Meng Yu thought that she would not cry for Meng Yu, after all, they really had such a superficial relationship.But some tears still fell uncontrollably.She raised her face, raised the back of her hand to wipe it, and smiled at the faint moon outside the slanted window.

It rained non-stop for two days, and it was cool in the sky. Yinlian learned how to socialize with the old lady. The old lady taught her very carefully what to say and how to flatter her. Useful.

Mei Qing took the money with Mrs. Ma and planned very well in private, often going out to make deals with Mrs. Ma.Trapped in the rain at home, I also had a few words with Yinlian. The old lady knocked on the cigarette bag and thought she was talkative, "You are all adjusted by me, and you need to talk more in front of me? Yinlian is better than you at that time." Just use it, and it will work."

Mei Qing lay her back crookedly in front of Duobao Pavilion, folded her arms and looked at Yinlian, "It's rare for my mother to compliment someone sincerely, you have to be careful, there is a honey trap underneath, she was coaxed by the old man Your money goes."

The old lady hit her with a cigarette stick casually, "You arrange your old lady like this? When did I coax you for money?"

Mei Qing smiled with lowered eyes, "You taught us carefully since you were young, isn't it just for money?"

The old lady gave her a sideways glance, and she was indeed a little guilty, so she stopped talking.Seeing this, Yinlian dared to reconcile two sentences in the middle, which seemed to be harmonious.

It's just that in this peace, it is unavoidable to be absurd and desolate.

Delayed by the rain, Meng Tiao can't come to the Qingyu Garden.Dong Mo was afraid that it would be inconvenient for her to ask someone to invite her, so he wrote a letter and asked someone to send it to Xiaochanhua Lane in his free time.Caiyi picked it up and sent it to the mansion instead.

The letter was neatly sealed in an old yellow envelope, and there was a piece of dark red on the envelope, which was used for signature, but there was no signature.Holding Meng Tiao in his arms, it seems that he regained a little discouragement from the previous two days, and felt that there was still a lively beating in his chest.

When it was opened, a white sign was folded inside, and only four lines of sentences were written:

The Ming Dynasty is waiting for Ming and it is not yet clear, and there will be a new moon in January.

Foggy temples, fragrant dimples and remnant nights, together with Qingqiu into the heart of dust.

Meng Tiao carefully folded the letter and hid it. He was about to write the letter back to him, so he put down the pen again, changed his clothes, put on his chariot and horse, and went to Qingyu Garden.The sound of the rain was pattering, and the curtains were lifted to see that the streets were green with smoke and willows, the drizzle was vast, the oily and slippery stone roads were wet, and there were fewer tourists. .

The luxuriant grass grows in a mess in the garden, and it is clearly autumn, but it is covered with wind and dew, and it is full of greenery.Mengtiao met Xiechun in the yard, and she was holding an umbrella to go back to the house. She caught up with her and got under Xiechun's umbrella to hold her arm.

The two chatted all the way, and Mengyu felt that a few days of sadness was nothing, the wind kept autumn, and the rain kept it cold, but that little worry should not be in his heart.

Dong Mo heard giggling laughter from behind the desk, looked through the window screen, it was Meng Yuan and Xie Chun who came in from the cave door side by side, they were talking about something funny, both of them were laughing so hard that their flowers were trembling.

Xie Chun put the umbrella behind the king of Wu, and kept saying, "I think you must have been caught by the rain if you didn't come for two or three days in a row. Someone from us sent a lot of crabs, and I still want to call Someone pretended to send some to your sisters, but the master said that there is no need to send it, you should come. It is no coincidence that I bumped into you in the garden. You go and sit in the room first, and I will tell the little girls something, so come .”

Mengyu agreed briskly, stomping the rainwater on his feet, poking his head into the door, looking for Dong Mo in the screen at the other end of the small study.Seeing Dong Mo walking out, she bent over and smiled, "How do you know I'm coming today?"

"I sent you a letter."

"Yes, if you want to meet someone, instead of writing a post to invite me, write a letter..." Meng Yu came in with a reproach, walked up to him, raised her eyes and mocked, "I don't know, I thought you and I were separated How many heavy roads, but also to write letters."

Although her eyes were crooked with a smile, Dong Mo found that her eyelids were slightly swollen.He wrapped his arms around her waist and looked at her carefully, "Have you had a bad time at home these days?"

Meng Tiao's gaze flickered for a moment, and he suddenly felt that those sorrows had become much smaller in front of him.She winked and said in a low voice, "It's good to see you."

Dong Mo pretended not to hear clearly, and asked with raised eyebrows, "What?"

Meng Tiao blushed a little, pushed him away with one hand, and walked towards the desk, "I was going to write you a letter, but I think it would be better to come in person, and besides, I can't write well. Tell you to pick up the joke."

Dong Mo thought of the greeting cards from the "Madam" of the Meng family that he had seen before. The handwriting was good, but the strokes were too standard and cautious, so that he lost some of his personality.

I still remember the state of mind at that time, all his attention was devoted to the word "Mengyuan" in the signature, and he felt a little strange. She left out the cumbersome clan husband's surname and left only the name Mengyuan, as if she had nothing to do with everything.

Thinking about it now, I always feel that the fate is subtle.He took down a pen from the pen holder, dipped the ready-made ink and handed it to her, "I'm not kidding you, just write now."

Meng Yu glanced at him, "What else are you writing, I'm all here."

"There is always a difference between what is written on paper and what is spoken."

Suspiciously, Meng Tiao took the pen, went around and sat down behind the desk, looked at him cautiously, "I don't know your words, I only speak them verbally."

"Just write."

Meng Tiao grasped the pen to think, and his thoughts seemed to go back to the night before.Outside the window is like at this moment, with the sound of fine sand and rain, the garden is full of desolate wind and melancholy, the barren smoke is filled with hatred, there is no moon or star in the sky, it is pitch black everywhere, and the world only revolves around the circle of yellow lights on the kang table.

When the tip of the pen touched the paper, the lovesickness flowed out:

Zhang Ping, the rain has never stopped since last night.I want to find you, but I feel the rain is lingering, and my whole body is heavy, as if I can't walk.You are about to fall asleep at this moment, and you have just blown out the lamp, and a wisp of green smoke is coming out of the candle wick, scattered behind your back.There is a pot of white roses in the corner behind the curtain of your bedroom, which looks like the moonlight at night. I saw it by chance and thought it was blooming in a dream.Zhang Ping, if you also dream, then the rain you hear in your dream must be my footsteps.I am lying in the night, right outside your window, please open the window and let me come in...

After writing this section, Mengyu suddenly felt completely incomprehensible!She hurriedly clutched the paper to throw it away, but Dong Mo snatched it away, flattened it and folded it in a book.Meng Tiao blushed a little more, put down the pen to hang his arm, "I'm talking nonsense, I don't know what to say! Don't take it seriously!"

Dong Mo went to the window, pushed it open, turned around and looked at Meng Yu with a smile on top, "You just leave it in."

Meng Tiao gritted her teeth secretly, and ran to close the window angrily, "Aren't you kidding me!"

He raised his arm and pressed the casement against the window, "I didn't make fun of you, I was a servant as told."

Meng Tiao insisted on closing the window, and tugged at the room, but was pulled into Dong Mo's arms.The two of them leaned sideways by the window, and indeed some light rain came in and moistened their clothes.Meng Tiao's side of the cloud was covered with fluffy droplets of water, shining like her flickering eyes.

After looking at each other for a while, Dong Mo bent down and kissed her skillfully, gently bent her waist back, and held her in his arms to prevent her from falling down.Mengyu's mind was filled with chaos, joy and sadness at the same time.As if he knew it, the hand that kneaded and pinched her back relaxed.

Recalling Meng Yu's words, Meng Yu really felt that she and Meng Yu were a superficial couple. They had never been so close before, and their two hearts were beating together.Thinking about Dong Mo's kiss, there was nothing to complain about Meng Yu, so he suddenly felt a little relaxed and unrestrained.

She raised her arms, wrapped them around Dong Mo's neck, and giggled twice.

Dong Mo stopped and pulled his eyes a little away, "What are you laughing at?"

Meng Yu plunged her head into his shoulder, her fingers twisted the ribbon of his bun and said nothing, her face was rosy.Dong Mo squinted at her with his face crooked, knowing that she was a little emotional.

He himself is very emotional, but he still has some concerns in his heart, so he maintains a gentleman's attitude and doesn't overdo it.

But this time the wisdom stopped, and the next time it will be doomed, anyway, it is doomed if she is around, he can't say whether he can survive tomorrow if he survives today.The love in his heart is filled with self-destructive sadness.

In the afternoon, Mengyuan wanted to go home, so Dong Mo took a car to see her off, and Qiqi went to Xiaochanhua Lane.Mengyu became puzzled, and sat next to him, "Why do you want to see me off again?"

Dong Mo was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled meaningfully, "I didn't send you off earlier, not because I was too lazy to send you off, but because I was afraid that you might have something to do, so my delivery was delayed."

The words were very mysterious, Meng Tiao's eyes turned, he was sure he knew six or seven points, but he didn't expose it.She felt a little panic in her heart, but when she met his eyes, she felt that the panic was light, and instead gave birth to some affection.

It doesn't matter how much he knows, she can't care about that much, she is by his side, she just wants to quietly put aside those troubles, ignoring what will happen tomorrow.

She evaded on his shoulder, "It's just nonsense, if you want to send me off, I'll put everything aside and wait for you to send me off."

Dong Mo couldn't help but glance at her.She smiled, closed her eyes, and slowly swayed her arms against his chest, feeling a little relaxed and comfortable.

It's only passed the noon, and it hasn't passed the afternoon, the more he kisses her, the more he can't help but fall into her soft mouth.He suddenly hugged her onto his knees and kissed her with his face up.

After Meng Tiao was startled for a while, his bones slackened, and his whole body was soft and fleshy against his embrace. With his eyes closed, he could feel his tongue curling inwards fiercely.I don't know if it was because the carriage was bumped or what, but there seemed to be something alive under the seat, and it climbed up and stuck to her skirt, but finally blocked it.

After some twists and turns, Meng Yao escaped and jumped out of the carriage when he arrived at Xiaochanhua Lane. He couldn't help but look back. The rain stopped at some point, and Dong Mo sat comfortably in the carriage, holding half of the curtain with his hands , in the gloomy light, a line of lips was slightly curved, and the smile was a little sinister.

She hesitated a little, fearing that she would be defeated by his teasing, so she tried to maintain her dignity, "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

The boy driving the car listened to the hot breath for a long time through the curtain, and now his face was blushing. Hearing Meng Yu's question, he hurriedly turned his face to the courtyard wall of the opposite house, and saw that Dong Mo didn't move, he was still calm Sitting leisurely in the car.

After Meng Tiao invited him, he regretted it. He was afraid that he would really come down, but also afraid that he would not come down. Although his eyes were on the stone road, his peripheral vision fell into the car.

Dong Mo intentionally let her go for the time being, and also let himself go for the time being, squinting and smiling, "Isn't Yulian at home?"

Meng Yu nodded, had nothing to say, and was unwilling to just turn his back and enter the door.Dong Mo also picked up the curtain and did not let go, and hooked her with the other hand, "It's windy in the alley, come up for a meeting again?"

Just now in the car he was in a panic and wanted to run away, now he waved his hand, and Meng Yuan handed over his hand in a strange way, and pulled him back into the car again.The curtains of the car are thrown down, and the inside is dimmed several layers, only the small piece of indigo satin on the window is occasionally swept up by the wind, shaking in a bit of gloomy light.

Meng Tiao thought to himself that he should sit properly, so he sat next to the corner of the car.Unexpectedly, Dong Mo forced her to come over, crooked his face and leaned close to her eyelids, "Why didn't you go in?"

How could she answer that.He laughed, his voice was so deep that it confused people's hearts, "Is it because I don't want to part with me, or is it something else?"

Meng Yu glanced at him, wrapped his arms around his neck, and buried his face in the socket of his neck, "I can't bear you."

The voice was a little weak, and it buzzed and vibrated on Dong Mo's neck.He wrapped his arms around her waist, his heart became very soft, "Then sit with you until dark, and I'll go back."

The carriage was parked under the courtyard wall, and passers-by happened to pass by in the alley. They glanced at the indigo curtain, but could see nothing, as if they heard a few whispered conversations, flowing with tender affection.

The author says:

Sorry for the update a few minutes late.