Rebirth of the Phoenix

Hate the most fake

This game of chess was so difficult that it exceeded Yue Yinghua's expectations.

Ye Jiu's difficulty was still as expected, but Hongzhuang was surprised that he could keep up with the pace of the two of them.

Time passes by little by little, and soon the moon rises to the sky.

Then it was midnight.

Until this time, Hongzhuang, who had been persisting for nearly four hours, finally showed her defeat and was unable to turn the world back.

She sighed: "The two young men are really smart. Hongzhuang admits defeat. Please continue. Hongzhuang just cheers you for both of you."

Then, she quietly stepped aside, tasted tea and snacks, and watched them play.

After one person is missing, the two men can finally focus on dealing with each other.

They were evenly matched, and they had to think about each move for a long time. At this time, if one wrong move, they would lose all the game. Therefore, both of them were very cautious.

Hongzhuang is very leisurely.

She believed that Ye Jiu would definitely win, because she "sacrificed" herself in the previous chess piece, laying an extremely clever opportunity for Ye Jiu to win.

No matter when and where, she was standing on Ye Jiu's side.

Sure enough, more than an hour later, the third young master finally said, "Mr. Ye, I lost, convinced."

Ye Jiu didn't look at all happy, but said lightly: "I'll give in. Next time, when I return to Beijing, what about the next time, let's go to the next game alone?"

The third young master smiled: "It's so exciting to play chess with Mr. Ye. I hope Mr. Ye will come back as soon as possible."

Ye Jiu said: "I won't let the third young master wait too long."

The third young master said: "One word is certain."

At this time, Hongzhuang smiled and said, "It's already the middle of the night. The two young men must be tired. Why not sit down and eat something together and stay in Qunfang Building?"

The third young master said, "Then we both disturb the girl for a while."

Although they ate some food intermittently during the chess process, their energy was mainly focused on playing chess, and they didn't eat much, so they were really hungry at this moment.

Hongzhuang smiled and said, "The two young masters are so unique. It is my honor to be able to eat with them. I will never bother you."

Ye Jiu rarely left early, but he didn't want to arouse the third young master's doubts, so he had to endure it and sit down again.

Hongzhuang told the maid to clean up the table and bring a few foods.

The three of them sat by the window, enjoying the moonlight outside the window, talking and laughing, and it took another half a cup of tea before the end.

Then, Ye Jiu and Yue Yinghua left Fuyun Pavilion, returned to the room arranged for them by Qunfang Building, and fell asleep.

It was getting late, but Hongzhuang couldn't fall asleep.

Turn off the lights and turn on the window.

The moonlight flows into the room, and the half-room is hazy.

She lay on the bed, looking at the moon that was not perfect enough, thinking about Ye Jiu's anger when he saw her, and sighed in her heart.

He was angry that she claimed to herself under the name of "red makeup"?

Should she be happy or sad about his "infatuation"?

Even though they had met him and were close to each other, their hearts seemed to be the same far away.

Also, he was about to leave Beijing, and it sounded like he would go far away. After listening to it for a night, she didn't hear them saying where he was going.

It didn't know how long it took for him to see him when he left, and he was worried when he thought of it.

She thought in a daze until the stars and the moon disappeared and the sky turned slightly white, she fell asleep.

At this time, it was already a time for people to get up in the morning, but for Qunfanglou, it was the most sleeping time. In the entire garden, no one could be seen except for the occasional patrol guards.

Near the Fuyun Pavilion, two guards had just walked over, and a figure appeared silently from the darkness and flashed towards the Fuyun Pavilion like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the edge of the flowers under the window.

Breathing, lifting, jumping a few times, and he drifted into the room on the second floor like the night wind.

On the bed, the gauze hangs down, and a uniform and low breathing sound comes from her, and she is already asleep.

He stood for a while, and saw that she was not aware of the trend of being awakened, he walked silently by the bed, lifted the curtain hanging in the room, and walked to the portrait.

The morning light was hazy, and her figure was so hazy, but he could still feel her smile and tenderness strongly.

He finally saw that she could get married, which was better than he thought. However, she was only in the painting, he could only look at her in the painting, could not hear her voice, could not touch her body

, unable to feel her breathing and warmth.

In and out of the painting, in and out of the dream, in and out of the dream, it is close at hand, but it can never be reunited.

In this world, is there any greater sorrow than this?

After watching for a moment, he stretched out his fingers, stroked her face, and drew her facial features as if she was really standing in front of him.

Now, nothing is useful to say. I can only see the painting and think of others, and always live in self-blame and longing. That's all.

After a long time, he sighed softly, walked out of his thoughts, picked the scroll neatly, carefully rolled it up, and stuffed it into his arms.

Then, he looked at the roof beam and faintly saw his black gold box still there.

I felt more or less relieved in my heart. Only when this box is still there, he can still hold on.

Lift it up, jump up, climb the beam and pillar and jump onto the beam, holding the black gold box in your arms, like a night bird, jumping down lightly.

He has already obtained both treasures. He has no nostalgia or concern for this place and can prepare for the appointment with peace of mind.

Holding these two things, he walked silently to the window and prepared to jump down and leave.

However, a faint sigh suddenly came from behind: "You stole my things, do you want to leave like this?"

The voice of that woman.

Unexpectedly, she noticed it.

When did she wake up? When did she find him in the house?

He didn't want to pay attention to her and wanted to leave like that, but the voice behind him said, "I know it's you. Do you want to turn a blind eye to the old friend who shares joys and sorrows?"

Ye Jiu couldn't pretend to be ignorant.

He didn't turn around and said coldly: "I'm just here to get back what belongs to me, and I have nothing to say to you."

Hongzhuang got out of bed and walked to him. Her eyes were still so bright in the dark: "That box may be yours, but this painting was drawn by me for a month and hard work. How can you not

Say hello and take it away?"

In fact, this painting was originally what she painted for him, and she looked "real".

She likes her body now, but she can never forget what she looked like before her death. After all, that is what she really looks like.

She was afraid that she would forget her true self, she was afraid that he would never know for his whole life that she had looked so good for him.

By speeding up, she drew down her appearance when she was "in her lifetime" just to give it to him so that he could know what Hongzhuang looked like when she grew up.

Ye Jiu said coldly: "Hongzhuang is my wife. This is her portrait. I want to take it. What's wrong with it? But what do you mean by wearing Hongzhuang in the name of Hongzhuang? What do you mean by how to dress up?"

Hongzhuang asked him faintly: "Don't you know? Don't you know why I did this?"

Ye Jiu looked at her with an extremely cold look: "You are not Hongzhuang, you will never become Hongzhuang, I will never regard you as Hongzhuang. If you want to replace her and become her, you will still have this heart.

!”

Hongzhuang said: "Replace her? Change her? You haven't thought about it. Maybe I am Hongzhuang?"

Ye Jiu finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He grabbed Hongzhuang's chest, like an angry beast, with a terrifying cold light bursting out from his eyes, and said gritting his teeth: "You are a madman! Hongzhuang is dead! No matter how perfect she is, she will never be resurrected!

And you will never be Hongzhuang, and you are not worthy of being her copy! If you insist on living in your fantasy, you will do whatever you want, but never appear in front of me! I don’t want to do this in my life

Goodbye to see you a bad copy!”

Hongzhuang was still very calm, but she still looked at him with bright eyes: "What is the difference between me now and Hongzhuang? Why don't you take your heart to look at me carefully? See if I am Hongzhuang!"

Ye Jiu's body is a thousand-year-old ice placed in the sun, emitting a chilling cold air.

He grabbed her chest, shook it hard, and shouted: "You just imitated her for a few points and dared to regard yourself as Hongzhuang? If you are really Hongzhuang, then let the time go back to see me!

If you let the time go back to the time when you first met her, I will believe you! I believe you are Hongzhuang!"

Hongzhuang's eyes turned red and she said slowly: "I can't do it..."

"So, you are just a fake guy!" Ye Jiu roared fiercely, threw her to the ground, staring at her coldly, "I hate fake guys the most in my life! One or two are fake guys.

Goods! Even you have become a fake! Liang Hongye——”

He took out a thick stack of silver notes from his arms and threw them on her, with a nearly deep chill, and said coldly: "You have saved me from my life. I will regard this money as my gratitude to you.

In the future, if you appear in front of me in the name of Hongzhuang, I will definitely ruin your face and make you no longer pretend to be Hongzhuang!"

After saying that, he never looked at Hongzhuang again, jumped out of the window and disappeared into the morning color.

In his heart, his anger was ignited, and he wanted to burn everything, but he could only endure it.

His Hongzhuang was so beautiful and unique, and was actually pretended to be a stolen identity by an inexplicable woman. He really wanted to kill that woman. If she had never saved him, if she was not Hongzhuang's old acquaintance, he would have really

Kill her!

In the floating cloud pavilion, Hongzhuang was lying on the ground without moving.

When the two maids heard the movement, they rushed upstairs: "Miss Hongzhuang, we heard someone talking upstairs. Is something wrong?"

Hongzhuang slowly got up from the ground and said lightly: "It's nothing, I'm just talking in my sleep. You guys go and rest."

The maids retreated.

She walked to the window and looked at the world that had already appeared mostly outlined outside the window, thinking quietly: It is impossible to let him accept her as a red makeup, at least now, it is impossible!

But it doesn't matter. Compared to when she died and when he was imprisoned, now, both of them are alive and live in the same city, and have the opportunity to meet, which is great.

She will always be with him and protect him. One day, they will be reunited - a real reunion, just like many years ago, he said to her: "Welcome you into the red tent, and I will only draw your eyebrows for you in this life."