The saddest thing for a woman is that everything she has made is decided by others. It is difficult for them to get what they want. Their lives are clearly arranged, and they may even become transactions.

Yao Ting was unwilling to give up. She didn't know what she should do. She looked at Leng Xiaobai standing outside the door, and it was like a pillar, neither crying nor laughing, neither happy nor angry, and not knowing what he was thinking.

When she heard about that day, she was already very unhappy and should be said to be very angry.

Yao Chenglin did not have only one wife. He had three wives. The first one was Yao Ting's mother. When she was young, she died when she was just remembering. There was a drizzle that day, as if she was seeing her off. The rain fell on her cheeks, and all her grief disappeared into the soil. The rain hit her father's face, and did not change his cold face at all. That day happened to be the sixth day of the sixth month.

Yao Ting, who lost her mother, lost all her love. Even the fatherly love she should have, seemed to have never felt it. For her, this home was just a house and a room. The cold wind at night woke her mercilessly and took away all the warmth of her dreams and mother. She was strong because she had to be strong, and she could only be strong.

Tears can always make girls feel pitiful, at least in Yao Ting.

There was no one in the yard, as if he had been transferred on purpose. Yao Ting sat at the door, looking at the two ants on the ground, as if she was talking about where there was good food and where there were dangers that they could not bear.

Leng Xiaobai stood outside the door, not much different from a pillar.

"It's less than a month left and so long to endure. I feel that the world is really painful. Why can't I give me a blank paper? Why have the answers above been written? Why no one has corrected this paper? I don't want to marry that sick man, don't want this father, don't want this family......"

Yao Ting's tears were no longer strong. When they fell from the corner of her eyes, there was no hesitation falling on the ground.

"How can there be so many choices? Many things in this world have been arranged long ago. The beginning is the same as the result. Just follow that road and you just want to do so much?" Leng Xiaobai heard those words, and he felt the anger of Yao Ting.

This reminded him of the old beggar. At this point, he was not as good as Yao Ting. He didn't even know what day the old beggar's death date was. If one day the world no longer snowed, when would he pay tribute to the dead ghost? This is a very serious and serious problem.

"When you are hungry, all you think about is a bite of food. When you are sleepy and can't hold on, you can fall asleep even without a pillow. When you are surrounded by a group of people, the remaining dignity is no longer so important. Live is hope. From the first bite of food to the later casual eating, what cannot be changed are still those remaining habits. From the beginning, don't you have to do with the pillow at the beginning, to the later comfortable bed, these are not all better and better pursuits. People are always making subtle progress, experiencing pain and feeling pain, but don't get used to pain, you will become stronger. Of course, this is not physical strength, but spiritual tempering."

Leng Xiaobai said a lot. Once upon a time, he could no longer remember the things in the bedtime story, which were all spoken from the old beggar's mouth. As he said, these things affect him all the time, and this is the subtle influence in his mouth.

Yao Ting's tears stopped, and she didn't know that it was after that. She looked at this person who came to this world less than a few years earlier than she had, and turned out to be a chatterbox.

"Speaking is never too troublesome, doing things is the most troublesome. I have heard Manager Yang say what you said many times. It is useless to listen to too much big truth. Do you think it is easy to accept marrying a sick man?" Yao Ting stopped crying, and the anger in her heart did not change a little because of Leng Xiaobai's words.

"Everyone in wealthy families is shameless." Leng Xiaobai is not a talkative person. After saying those words, he regrets it. Since he said it, he is not bad for this sentence.

Yao Ting didn't understand Leng Xiaobai's words and asked: "Yan Yun, you must know what I should do. Tell me quickly and what to do."

Leng Xiaobai avoided Yao Ting's hand without a trace and stood three feet away in front of her.

"The villain doesn't understand the meaning of the lady. I just picked it up by the lady on the street. The lady's great kindness will never be forgotten. The little one should do his best." Leng Xiaobai said the unpainful cliché, but what he got was Yao Ting's self-mockery smile.

"Everyone has left themselves clean. Even you, a dog slave, do the same. Isn't it just marrying a sick person? What's there to worry about? I'll still be rich and prosperous for the rest of my life. If you don't want to continue to beg for food, go to the Qiu family with me on the day I get married. If you are interested, Miss Qiu's eyes are not open, and you may fall in love with you, a dog slave."

Yao Ting was very angry. She returned to the room, looked at Leng Xiaobai with a vicious look, and closed the door heavily. Then there was a sound of falling and falling in the room, and then another crying sound. She seemed to have cried all the grievances she had in her life without leaving any. In the end, she was tired and fell asleep on the bed with an indecent posture.

"Happiness is only temporary. Even if it is temporary, in order to get that little bit of weak and pitiful happiness, it is worth struggling in endless pain, even if it is numb." Leng Xiaobai looked at the door. Compared with Yao Ting, he was really happy. Although he had no luxury, it was enough to have an old beggar who was very good to him.

Leng Xiaobai's sword was placed on the table, and the sword was not separated from his body was what he did now. He still insisted on practicing sword every morning. In order not to be discovered, he could only get up earlier than usual. His body was gradually recovering. The remaining tarsy maggots in his body did not pose a threat to him, provided that the hand behind the scenes had not yet been extended, and he had not had much time, and his fame was still too weak. Some people did not know his name, which was very dangerous.

Yao Ting slept very well this time and didn't wake up until dinner. She felt a little dizzy and didn't eat anything for dinner.

Walking on the street at night, Leng Xiaobai was the only one beside her. Since she learned about the time of getting married, there have been no one else around her. Just like the people who were with her, they would go to the Qiu family with her in the end. This had no effect on Leng Xiaobai. As long as she was responsible for food and accommodation, it would be the same for him.

"You have to carry that sword all the time. You don't know any martial arts at all. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?" Yao Ting's words were like thunder. Leng Xiaobai was not stunned. He followed behind him, not far or near a foot.
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