The change in name made Chang Sihao feel slapped.

He realized that his loss of consciousness had made A Yao misunderstand, so he hugged her back and hugged her.

"Ayao..."

He kept repeating the name, but what should he say to her? Lord Cheng entrusted the jade pendant to himself and asked him to give it to his family. In the end, he not only did not protect his family, but instead...

The chest is against the back, and the jade pendant is in the middle, hard and harsh. [Xianmo: The beauty lies in the thing that connects the heart, which becomes a wall of estrangement. It is hard to say this in the world, and it is also the beauty of fate.]

That night, the two of them slept on both sides of the partition, with their backs to their backs.

Charcoal sounds in the furnace.

The sound of the wind all night, [Xian Mo: The sound of the wind all night is in my ears, you can tell that I haven’t had a good sleep]

Before going to bed the next day, Chang Sihao put the jade pendant on Ayao's pillow and Ayao silently put it away.

When I went out to hunt, I wore an empty sack, which was close to my skin but had no weight.

Chang Sihao felt that his heart was empty.

As if nothing had happened to Ayao, she cooked quietly, sewed leather goods, tidied up and cleaned the wooden house every day, and her smile was the same as before.

Chang Sihao gradually dispelled his guilt towards Lord Cheng, realized his responsibility, and wanted to turn to Ayao, but every time he mentioned this topic, Ayao would always avoid it. Chang Sihao understood that this girl suffered too much and suffered too much grievance. Once her heart was opened, it would be everything. Once it was closed, it might be eternal.

Being true to yourself, the simple five words are difficult to do. If you don’t allow her to call the Marquis again, she will not call her. If you talk to her, she will listen, laugh at her, and she will also smile, but this smile always seems to be something that can’t be seen in her heart.

Chang Sihao tried every means to make her open her heart again, but it was ineffective.

Time passes day by day.

On this day, he had an idea.

In the evening, Ayao came out of the bathroom and found Chang Sihao lying on his bed. She looked at it, turned her head, supported herself, moved to the other side of the partition, and lay down on Chang Sihao's bed.

After a moment of quietness, Chang Sihao came over and lay down beside her.

Ayao moved in and gave him a place. Chang Sihao said, "I want to dream, [Xianmo: This child has learned bad things," Ayao looked at him for a while and said, "With your eyes open, how can you dream,"

Chang Sihao closed his eyes.

The dream is coming, light and beautiful, [Xianmo: I am willing to give it, because I am a shame. My maid was taken back to the room. The master had to give it any time he wanted it. I was obedient to accept it so much that I had to treat it. Gu Liang,]

After dreaming, Ayao climbed down, supported himself and moved back to his bed, and lay down softly.

After a while of quiet, Chang Sihao climbed to the partition, lifted the deer-skin quilt and crawled in. A Yao lay on his side, his face flushed and asked softly: "What are you doing?" Chang Sihao looked at her with his elbow and his cheeks: "The dream just now was very beautiful, and he still had some feelings," A Yao said in a weak voice: "Then... what do you want," Chang Sihao said: "Continue, do it."

This dream is a bit long, looking like a winter night.

Unfortunately, it's winter now.

So, the night is long and the dreams are many...

Later, Chang Sihao felt that Ayao started to feel a little hurt, but he did not stop. He wanted to force her to resist, force her to be loyal to her feelings, and even forced her to call herself a beast and push herself away. At least, that was her real emotions, real mentality, real thoughts, [Xian Mo: I can't see through your thoughts, what a terrible thought, no matter how you love, it is a punishment, no matter how you choose, it is a heartbreak, torture her or ravage her...]

The truth is valuable, and the disguise is sad. If she keeps materializing herself like this, she will inevitably become a soulless person.

But she actually endured it.

I don’t know which ancient man set the norms of the three obediences and four virtues for women. Generally speaking, it can be simplified into four words: patience and obedience. Many women live on this principle.

Especially the ladies of a wealthy family.

At this moment, Chang Sihao suddenly felt that this ancient man should have been dragged out and thrown on the street and beaten to death with sticks. [Xian Mo: Yellow liquid slowly flowed out between the legs of the statue of Ercheng... (Museum administrator: It's okay, this is the hot weather, the air condenses when the cold is cold. Don't be afraid, please continue to visit. There is the Mencius Palace in front of him... Hey, Mencius, why are you...)]

While having breakfast, Chang Sihao looked at A Yao: "Did you sleep well last night?" He thought to himself: This is pure nonsense. Can you sleep well after a night of dreams?

"good,"

Ayao lit his lips with his chopsticks to look at the dishes, and put a chestnut kernel in the bowl without even raising his eyes, let alone sweeping over his face.

Chang Sihao's expression faded, and he understood in his heart: he had completely failed.

He knew that there were such couples in the world: men work at sunrise and return at sunset, women stayed at home, expressionless every day, two people may have had a day of love, and some things made one's heart a little cold, and gradually became cold and did not get hot anymore. The other party may not be able to adapt at first and wanted to save something, but gradually, this effort failed, and there was some imbalance, so just like the other party, it gradually became cold.

After that, I lost my words and even forgot the reason why I had cold before. Every day, two people sat on both sides of the same table, eating the same dish silently, but they seemed to be unable to see each other because they were even distorted. In just ten or twenty years, I occasionally touched each other's face inadvertently, and felt as strange as the other person's eyes, until the other half died, as if something was suddenly missing in life, but it was gone, and life was like this.

Thinking of this, a chill came from behind him.

Everyone may have a time to be consciously different from others, and never imagined that one day, the lives of others will become their own lives.

If life is just so repeated every day, then life will not only be happiness, but on the contrary, it will become the greatest torture.

If the family has no love and warmth, what else should I do for home?

Thinking that he would never escape this fate and would eventually grow old like this, the bitterness in his heart suddenly turned into anger. He wanted to smash the world, he wanted to accuse the world, he wanted to escape from all this, and he wanted to destroy all this, his fire arched, grabbed the corner of the table and lifted it up.

The kang table flew up and flew up, and with a "bang", it clasped on the wall, and the wooden plates and bowls fell on the floor, rolling on the bones.

He stood up suddenly: "What do you want,"

When the table was turned up, Ayao subconsciously lowered his head, shrank a little, and after the table fell to the ground, it slowly spread out, like a piece of paper that had been squeezed heavily, she sat up straight again, turned her head to see the surrounding bad luck, then put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, twisted it over and rubbed it to the side, reached out to pick up the dishes, and raked it over and raked the fallen dishes.

Seeing her silently packing up, Chang Sihao suddenly felt distressed and rushed over and hugged her with his back. His face was poked from her right shoulder, rubbing against her face, her ears, and her hair: "Ayao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"

Ayao let go of his fingers, and the bowl he picked up fell on the floor again. "Brother..." She sat softly, her body was melting like the Sigami Mountain. Her eyelids were hanging coldly, and her lower eyelids flashed. Her eyes were empty and she looked at the ground. Her voice was trembling, floating: "We should be brothers and sisters again, okay..."

"Follower," Chang Sihao hugged her tightly, "How could we go back? I have said it so many times. It doesn't matter, everything doesn't matter. I don't feel that I owe you anything to your father. Those are things in the past. I will take good care of you and spend my whole life with you. I love you, I love you,"

A Yao smiled weakly on his face, raised his right hand and gently stroked his side face: "Brother, it turns out that I thought I really loved you... But when I came over, I realized that... my love was just for myself, but in fact, I put the shadow of my imagination on you..."

"No, you are lying, you are lying to me, no,"

Chang Sihao hugged her tighter and tighter, but she felt that she was losing her more and more. [Xianmo: I looked at you quietly, looked at you whom I love, I don’t want your indifference, this really bothered me...]

Ayao tilted his head, leaned gently against his face, and said softly: "Brother, what I am telling the truth. You are a hero who can take it and let it go. You can definitely do it..."

Chang Sihao kept shook his head: "No, this is not your idea, this is not your idea. That day you have already put your heart to me clearly. Now, you regret it. You are afraid of burdening me, you are afraid of happiness, you are afraid of loneliness, you are afraid of me chasing something dream or career, but the end of it still makes you have no home. I don't know, I don't know, I will guard you and always guard you," he said.

Ayao listened silently, as if he didn't want to answer, but seemed to be unable to answer. The two of them stuck together like this and stopped moving for a long time.

From this day on, Chang Sihao shortened the hunting time and tried to fight as much as possible at a time. He vaguely felt afraid that he would leave home for a longer time, and A Yao would be afraid, or escape, or even commit suicide.

I don’t know that the years have ended in the mountains, but in a blink of an eye, the ice and snow have melted, and spring is reviving on the earth.

Over the past few days, Chang Sihao has been treating Ayao as his wife in his heart, but she still slept in separate beds like when she was siblings before, keeping a distance slightly, treating this as a kind of respect for her, [Xianmo: I lightly pretended to be my hesitation. In silence, there seemed to be a wall between us...]

Life is a day by day. When you walk by, one day, she will change.

I've been here for the rest of my life, why bother to be so anxious?

After returning from hunting that day, there was a little fox in the harvest. It should be good to make a scarf. He was far away from the door and called Ayao to look at it. There was no answer in the room. He felt something was wrong. He rushed in and saw that Ayao was lying on the bed, raising one hand and lying on his forehead. He hurriedly grabbed it to the front and squatted down, asking, "Ayao, what's wrong with you?"

Ayao waved his hand, as if he wanted to answer, but he didn't dare to answer.

Chang Sihao tapped her forehead, and she didn't have a fever. She wanted to help her sit up, put her hands together and held her back up. A Yao suddenly tilted to the side, covering her mouth, and vomited out. Chang Sihao hurriedly patted her back: "What's wrong?" A Yao vomited and calmed down, frowned and smiled: "Brother, it seems that we brother and sister can't do it..."

"What are you saying stupid..."

Chang Sihao suddenly understood what she meant and said in disbelief: "Ayao, you have it," [Xian Mo: (Tears flowing) Just like that, you are trying to take it, drink the poison you have hidden... My mood is strong, my belly is bulging...]

A Yao gently held his lower abdomen and leaned his head on his shoulder: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'll really drag you down for the rest of your life..." [Xian Mo: I'm afraid of dragging it down, so I'm sincere]

"Follow, fool,"

Chang Sihao was ecstatic, kissed and sucked away the tears from her face, and hugged her tightly.

The next day, the two of them came to Qin Ziyin's grave to pay homage and explained to her that she had officially joined the other party. Chang Sihao saw that the bloody words on the wooden monument were cut off the skin because of the wind, so it was not very clear, so he took out his flank and prepared to cut his fingers and re-print it.

Ayao stopped him, then supported himself and moved forward, bowed to the monument, straightened his waist and said, "Madam, I stopped him not because he is now my husband, but I know that you are in the nine springs and must not like him to cut himself like this," [Xianmo: You have the smell of her perfume on your body, which is the sin of my nose. Although I smell her beauty,................. I am your good sister now,]

The two of them built soil for the grave and cleaned it up. Chang Sihao picked Ayao up and went home, and said as he walked: "Ayao, you are still thinking carefully. In the past, I only thought about myself. I felt that if I wrote this blood on it, I would be better if I was sad, but I never thought about the mood of the deceased."

A Yao said: "Actually, what's the deceased's mood? [Xian Mo: Honest child,], it's just that feelings are the things in the heart. Some things are really unnecessary to do, and I feel sorry for you,"

Chang Sihao smiled: "Okay, I think your last sentence is the master, and the others are all with you," Ayao also smiled: "So what, I have been trying to make you have enough time these days. Keep your blood. After a few days, the child is born, and he cries day and night. Some of them have to endure it," Chang Sihao said: "Wow, aren't all ladies very reserved? Why are you so good at acting coquettish? I think you are pretending to be a fake," Ayao smiled: "It's true or fake, anyway, I want to rely on Mrs. Chang. Now you can't beat me away."

Chang Sihao felt full of heart, laughed happily, and said, "Ah, by the way, my lady, I have never asked you your name. What is your name? Is it Cheng Ayao?"

A Yao heard the "Lady of a Family" and was sarcastic. He gently hit him, leaned his head on his shoulder and said, "I also said I wanted to take care of me. I didn't even know my name, and I couldn't remember to ask, but it was obvious that it was all fake before."

Chang Sihao said: "Yes, yes, I am a famous wandering son in the world, known as the black-faced butterfly. When I meet a big girl and a little wife, I will not let go of anything as long as I have a little beauty... As for those who don't have any beauty, given my own conditions, I will not let go of ordinary endurance..." [Xian Mo: Yin'er is Xiao Chang's first knot in his heart. He used to be worried when he was joking with Xiaoyu, but at this time he had no scruples and truly let go of his heart.]

Ayao smiled "sneer" and said, "I just know how to talk nonsense. OK, let me tell you, my name is Cheng Jinyao."

"Nearly," Chang Sihao said: "This name is very strange. Is it close or far away? Alas, look at how hard we recognize each other, I really don't know whether you and I are close or far away," [Xian Mo: It's far away in the sky, close in front of you. When Qianshousky wrote this passage, he must have had many smirks.]

Ayao said: "It's not near, but Jin from Jincheng. My father originally named me Jianyao. Grandma said that the girl had a sword and a sword. It sounded bad. Because when my mother gave birth to me, she followed her father to the south and went to the south. It was far from her hometown in Shanxi. So according to what my grandma said, it changed to "Jinyao". Actually, I like the name Jianyao more." Speaking of this, her voice suddenly became weaker: "I pity our family. There was no harm in pacifying the Japanese in the south. When I entered Beijing, I offended people and was demoted. In the end, my house was raided. My father sacrificed his life for the country and finally died. My poor mother and brother are also..."

Chang Sihao told her about the story before, only talking about Lord Cheng's entrustment, but did not mention Cheng Lian'an's affairs. In Ayao's heart, he thought that his younger brother was sent to the East Factory and had been sentenced to death. Chang Sihao thought: "Cheng Lian'an has become a eunuch now, but he is still alive. Should he say this to Ayao? I'm afraid that after hearing the truth, it's harder than thinking that his younger brother is dead. [Xianmo: You must never say it, it's best not to meet each other, otherwise Ayao will know,

The scene is about to be angry,】, Now Ayao is my wife, Cheng Lian'an has become my brother-in-law, think about it carefully, how did my family get together? Juexiang is like that, Cheng Lian'an is like this again... He recognized Feng Bao as his godfather, then I am Feng Bao's godson, Feng Bao and my father-in-law are sworn brothers, then I am my father-in-law's nephew, wouldn't Ayao become my cousin? [Xianmo: Then let your cousin go quickly,]"
Chapter completed!