"Cruel, maybe." The young man was calm and rational. "For Wei Wu, it was true that his father and his husband became enemies, but the person next to him had never loved her. She probably would rather live in the falsehood that was disguised."

"But Wei Zhang is different. Instead of whitewashing the peace, he is more willing to tear off the glamorous falsehood and live in the devastated truth."

"It's cruel to her, but it's not necessarily true to Wei Zhang."

"How can things in the world be as satisfactory as possible?"

Fenghua blinked, and his eyes gently flowed from Wei Wu in the thin and dense rain curtain to the boy. She suddenly raised her lips and asked, "Are you... comforting me?"

Wei Qingci pursed her lips, not looking at her with a hint of joking eyes, and did not speak.

But the snow-white and delicate tips of the ears under the long black hair were dyed with a thin color.

Fenghua's eyes were hidden in his smile, and in a blink of an eye, he said lightly and lazily, "No need."

“…”

So, was he so passionate?

Wei Qingci's lips were pursed tighter, and the bright lip color as bright as flower petals showed a touch of whiteness due to force.

Suddenly, a little sad.

However, the next second, the turn of the circle was turning, and the willows and flowers were bright.

"No need to be comforted. I will never regret what I have done. Even if I know it is wrong, I will move forward without any further. There is no need to be comforted, just stand by my side."

The woman reached out her hand and held his. Her side face was exquisite and bright. She looked into the distance and said slowly.

Wei Qingci's heart trembled.

That trace of sadness suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She clearly didn't look at him, as if she just said something very casually, but it made an indescribable feeling appear in the boy's heart.

It seems sweet but not sweet.

"Ding! The target character Wei Qingci, favorability level 5, strategy completion level 80!"

...

This teahouse is located in the highest place in the bustling Jinling except the Southern Song Dynasty Palace. Standing on the second floor, you can see the misty Jinling City white walls and black tiles, like ink paintings.

After standing by the window for a while, seeing the rain getting heavier, Fenghua threw a ingot of silver to the teahouse servant and asked him to rent a carriage to take Wei Wu back.

After Wei Song lost power, the Wei Mansion was seized, and all his property was exiled, and even the house was taken back by the emperor.

However, due to the explicit provisions of the Southern Song Dynasty, the misfortune of the mother's family did not involve the daughter who married outside, and Wei Zhang wanted to hide it for her, he claimed to be the one who divorced his wife after being arrested and imprisoned. Although he had a reputation of cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness, he was lucky to save Wei Wu's life.

Wei Wu is now temporarily living in Mrs. Wei's parents' home, which is her grandmother's home.

It can be imagined that Wei Wu's future life will definitely be difficult.

Everyone must pay the price for their unintentional behavior.

Mei Yanzhi lost her life.

Wei Zhang lost a bright future.

And Wei Wu...

Maybe I was wandering in the second half of my life and had no branches to rely on.

No one is a winner.

...

a long time.

The rain slowly stops.

Feng Huaxian turned his hand and put down the half-drink white porcelain teacup, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

The young man stood up, bending over the ground in red clothes, and followed her to the gate of the teahouse.

"It's so annoying, there's water everywhere." Fenghua rubbed his forehead, and his red lips curled a lazy and helpless smile.

——The troubles from a paper man.
Chapter completed!