Meng Tangan leaned against the door, her body slowly sliding down, and her breathing became rapid and messy and uncontrollable.

Thinking back to the way Xie Xun looked at her just now, his love was warm and vivid.

There was sourness in my stomach, and I was so sick that I almost died.

Sudden emotions are like a scourge, making it inevitable for people to avoid them.

Just like she couldn't control this terrible feeling.

Sure enough,

Still not working.

Even if you change your body, your soul will always be rotten in the past.

It's really shameful to look like this.

Meng Tangan laughed at himself in his heart with a half-smile.

In fact, she has always been able to control herself very well. She has made fun of herself countless times, loving or being loved. Only when she returns home alone will she lie expressionless on the sink and retching.

But Xie Xun’s love doesn’t know how to restrain itself at all.

It doesn't matter to Meng Tangan. If he wants to love, he will love her, or if he doesn't, he won't. It has nothing to do with her.

But she hates this look.

This kind of look she had really seen from another person before.

Why did it become like this again?

Similar trends.

Unsolvable ending.

Xie Xun.

Xie Huaijing.

She looked normal, and she opened her mouth to breathe desperately, but she still felt that the air around her was condensing, and the seawater was rising inch by inch, covering her mouth and nose, and she sank to the bottom of the sea.

It was like this every time. Meng Tang'an had become accustomed to leaning against the door with a pale face, and just got over it.

Until nightfall, there was no movement in her room. Xie Xun stood outside and waited all day, then raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"You have to eat after all. You haven't eaten at noon. Don't starve your body, okay?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Are you made of iron?"

"..."

He discussed with her in a gentle tone: "If you don't want to come out, I will bring it to you, and you can take it to your own room."

"No."

"Meng Tang'an, if you are angry, don't make fun of your body." Xie Xun listened to her voice and guessed that she was probably sitting on the ground leaning against the door, "Get up, the ground is cold, you are not allowed to sit, it has just rained.

Very, don’t you know?”

"Please take care of yourself. Now go and lie down on the bed or sit on a chair. If you are tired, take a good sleep. I will serve you a meal."

There was no sound in the room for a long time. He leaned sideways against the wooden door, his brows were very tired, and his tone was still calm: "Don't let me kick the door. We will have a face-to-face interview then. I guess you don't want to see me."
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After a while, there was a rustling sound in the room, and she muttered reluctantly: "Why are you meddling in this thing? It's so troublesome..."

Xie Xun said: "I'll be back soon."

Meng Tang'an really didn't want to see Xie Xun, at least now, she didn't want to see that look in her eyes, which would make her suddenly boring, manic and depressed, making her breathless.

She looked down at the hairpin in her hand, put down her sleeves, and sat there for a whole day, still not wanting to do anything. She felt that she could stay quietly until she died.

She was always like this before...

When you get sick, you'll be locked up alone and have to endure it. No one will ask questions here.

There were three knocks on the door, and she stepped forward without opening the door.

"It's me." The voice outside said.

After a few seconds, the door opened a little further.

His long and beautiful fingers reached in and handed her the dinner.

Meng Tangan took it and closed the door the next second.

He didn't say anything from beginning to end.

Xie Xun looked at the closed door. After more than half an hour, she waited until she finished dinner before speaking: "Tangtang, if you are unhappy, tell me. If there is anything, we can solve it together."

"Speak up and I will listen to you. Don't just ignore me."

He spoke in a low voice in the silence, without responding, as if talking to himself. It was getting dark, and the Bamboo Garden was much darker, with a bit of autumn chill.

"I'm not angry." Meng Tangan sat on the chair, looking at the moonlight outside the window, and said calmly.

"Then you ignore me."

The sound coming through a door was a little distorted, and when it fell into a silent room, it sounded a little aggrieved.

"Xie Xun, say you love me." She said suddenly.

He froze for a moment, his heart beating fast. Meng Tang'an never liked Xie Xun saying he loved her. This was the first time he asked so. His voice was a little hoarse, as if it had been scraped by the edge of a knife, and the syllables he made were extremely firm.

Frankly and enthusiastically: "I love you."

When Meng Tangan retched uncontrollably again, she knew the result.

Xie Xun said before that he wanted her to lie to him, and then he could leave after he succeeded.

Meng Tang was convinced, and had been carefully preparing the scam during this period, but she didn't know how long it would take for Xie Xun to let go.

She can't wait any longer.

It's time to end.

"Xie Xun, I'm sleepy and want to sleep." She said softly.

"Okay, go to sleep." Xie Xun replied.

There was no more sound in the bedroom, and there was only an autumn moon in the courtyard.

Xie Xun leaned against the door, looking up at the moon in the sky, his brows softened a little, and his voice was unknown: "Good night, Tangtang."

There were no candles lit in the room, only scattered moonlight. Meng Tangan took out a pen and paper in front of the desk, but he didn't put down the pen for a long time. His hands were trembling, and finally his whole body was trembling. Uncontrollable pain swept through his nerves from his heart.

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The brush fell out of her hand and fell to the ground. The rice paper was blank. She looked at it expressionlessly for a few seconds, then grabbed the rice paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on the ground!

After a while, she picked up the brush and, regardless of her trembling hands, she polished the ink and wrote. The brush paused on the paper, leaving small ink dots. Due to the long period of no movement, the ink dots gradually spread and expanded, destroying the paper.

The whole paper.

Finally, Meng Tangan crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground, then pulled out a new piece of paper. He lay on the desk in distress, biting the penholder unconsciously, breathing rapidly and dripping with cold sweat, but he puffed up his cheeks childishly like a normal person.

, thinking to himself: "What should I write..."

"It's so cliche and boring."

Unconsciously, there were dozens of crumpled paper balls next to her feet. She recalled Xie Xun's eyes over and over again, so painful that she convulsed, and laughed softly in the dimness.

Zhang Nuanyan was wandering in the garden, the autumn atmosphere was thick, as if she saw her loneliness, sending bursts of cold wind, making people feel cold for no reason.

Passing by Zhuyuan's residence, Zhang Nuanyan couldn't control herself and couldn't help but look at that place.

Zhuyuan is where Xie Xun lives. She has never stepped foot inside it for so many years. Even if she is the first wife, she should live in Weijian Pavilion.

But since Meng Tangan came back, Xie Xun didn't let her move out of Zhuyuan!

Thinking of them sleeping together day and night, Zhang Nuanyan was so jealous that she went crazy.

When I saw it, I was stunned.

What did she see?

The ginkgo tree planted in the courtyard has withered leaves and is floating in the air. The top of the tree is a full moon that is out of reach. There is only one person in the courtyard, leaning against the door.

Zhang Nuanyan quickly hid behind the tree, fearing that she would be discovered, biting her lips and staring at the scene like a voyeur.

That’s Xie Xun!

Time passed silently, and there was no candle light in the room. The people inside must have rested, but Xie Xun never left, guarding the space.

Right in the courtyard, right in front of the door!

I don’t know how long it took, but the man walked out.
Chapter completed!