Zhao Guangyuan is not good at lying, especially under the watchful eye of Lin Zhaoxia.
I had no choice but to tell him about the night when Lin Zhaoxia was drunk.
"Let me tell you, I was obviously lying on the sofa that day, but when I woke up, I was in bed." After Lin Zhaoxia finished speaking, he realized something and bit his tongue to stop talking.
Zhao Guangyuan's face was a little hot, "That day, I really couldn't get enough of you, Yuan, I'm so rude." He bowed to Lin Zhaoxia.
It made Lin Zhaoxia very embarrassed.
"Don't be too polite. We don't have a big problem with men and women here. It's not like you who touch someone's hand and call it "indecent". I should thank you for taking care of me when I'm not feeling well after drinking too much."
Zhao Guangyuan breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Lin Zhaoxia thought about WeChat and looked at him again, "It's strange. When you came here in the evening, you didn't click to resend?"
Zhao Guangyuan didn't know why and shook his head: "Yuan has not made any move."
If he knew, he would probably turn off his phone first. He looked away, not daring to look at her.
Lin Zhaoxia was puzzled, "That red exclamation mark didn't appear?"
"No."
Hiss, there is no red exclamation mark, and the signal is sent automatically? Lin Zhaoxia didn't hesitate anymore. She had seen it all and wondered whether she could take it back.
The two of them sat down in the living room. Lin Zhaoxia originally felt sorry for what happened to him and was afraid that he would seek death. She wanted to say something to enlighten him, but she didn't know where to start.
Zhao Guangyuan, on the other hand, looked at the red wine in her hand and said, "I wonder what this red wine mixed with Sprite tastes like?"
Lin Zhaoxia lowered her head and handed the wine glass over, "Would you like to try it? It will taste better."
Zhao Guangyuan could only smell the aroma of the wine, and he was so dizzy that he forgot his sense of propriety. He naturally took it and took a sip, "It's good, but the taste is quite weak."
I think it tastes better without it.
When Lin Zhaoxia was about to take the cup, he realized that he was drinking from Lin Zhaoxia's cup.
His face was as red as a blush: "This..." He actually drank from the same cup as Miss Lin!
Seeing his embarrassment, Lin Zhaoxia smiled and said, "I haven't drunk it yet. If you don't mind, I'll give you this cup too." She stood up and poured herself another cup.
Seeing her pouring another glass, Zhao Guangyuan felt a little regretful.
Lin Zhaoxia sat down and said, "You..."
Suddenly, I don’t know where to start. It doesn’t seem very authentic to expose people’s scars. But if you read it on WeChat, you’ll read it. You can’t pretend not to know. Being indifferent seems cool.
"Let me find something to show you." After searching on the phone, he turned on the TV and cast the video he found on the phone to the TV.
Zhao Guangyuan enjoyed this moment very much. It was not the suffocating environment of Daqi. He was with her by his side and had wine in his hand. All of this made him feel relaxed.
Following Lin Zhaoxia's example, he leaned on the other end of the sofa and watched TV leisurely.
But soon, the expression on his face became solemn.
"Will there be earthquakes here too?"
Lin Zhaoxia nodded: "Yes, even in prosperous times, there are still many natural and man-made disasters. Droughts, floods, wind disasters, floods, fires, earthquakes... happen every year."
What Lin Zhaoxia showed him was the documentary of the earthquake that shocked the world that year.
"The earthquake that year..."
Zhao Guangyuan stared at the TV screen and sat upright.
The loneliness of having lost all your loved ones, being helpless, having nothing to love, and having no reason to live is something that everyone can understand.
Lin Zhaoxia turned to look at him, "I understand this kind of loneliness. When people live in the world, they may have goals, visions, or ties. There are always people and things that hook us and allow us to move forward... "
"And a lot of the time you can't find that reason to keep going, can you?"
Zhao Guangyuan closed his eyes and finally nodded to her.
"Yes, Yuan often can't find a reason to continue living." If he died, he would feel sorry for his mother and brother, and he would feel sorry for his grandfather's family who died in vain, but living would be too painful.
Even if he fights for that position, he won't be very happy.
He often asked himself why he continued to live. Being pulled between living and dying every day made him miserable.
"I understand how you feel. You feel that there is no more care in the world, and even if you are alive, you can't find the meaning of living."
"Yes. Yuan was so drunk that he just wanted to leave with his mother and brother."
Lin Zhaoxia felt very distressed after hearing this, and he no longer had any worries in his heart. "what about now?"
"Now Yuan wants to vindicate his brother and his grandfather's family." Maybe this is the only reason why he keeps pulling and forcing himself to live every day.
"What happens after you are rehabilitated and avenged?"
after? Zhao Guangyuan was stunned for a moment, and then Yuan could die calmly.
Lin Zhaoxia looked at him in silence, as if she understood his heart. He now has a reason to live, but he still can't find a way to live after he finishes what he wants to do one day.
"Aren't you married yet? You don't have children or someone to care about? Don't you people get married very early?" There shouldn't be no ties.
Zhao Guangyuan shook his head, "When Yuan was seventeen years old, he had arranged a marriage, but before the six rites were completed, Yuan was demoted to guard the mausoleum."
"So the marriage is canceled? Who dares to cancel the prince's marriage?"
Zhao Guangyuan sneered, what kind of prince is he? Who is willing to let his daughter follow him to guard the mausoleum? What's the difference between being imprisoned in an imperial mausoleum without seeing the sun and the moon, and being dead?
Is it better than being a concubine to the new prince?
Seeing the sarcasm on his lips, Lin Zhaoxia didn't ask any more questions, fearing that the situation inside would be even worse than she thought.
"It's okay, one day you will find a woman who makes you care about her, and you will be reluctant to leave her after not seeing her for one day. You will also have women you can't let go of, and you will have children around your knees. One day you will have countless ties, You won’t feel lonely anymore.”
Zhao Guangyuan turned to look at her. Would he also have a woman that made him miss him like crazy?
Children around your knees? Zhao Guangyuan smiled bitterly, God was unfair to him, he would not have children around his knees.
The two of them watched the documentary all night, showing all kinds of natural disasters and man-made disasters, as well as all kinds of good things and small blessings. In addition to revenge, which was the reason for him to live, Zhao Guangyuan had some other hopes.
Occasionally like now, sitting together and chatting with each other about daily life is also a kind of bonding.
When he returned to the main hall at dawn, he remembered what Miss Lin said to him when he was leaving: Next time you come, I will take you outside. Suddenly he had expectations.
There is a vague expectation in my heart.
In the blink of an eye, he saw Chang Zhi carrying large and small bags and was about to walk out of the hall. He suddenly stopped him and stretched out his hand towards him: "Bring it here!"
(End of chapter)
