Pity arises in her desire, and Meng Zhongjing begs her quietly: "Ru Mother, don't leave, I will marry you."

"Marry me? Brother Meng, you don't have to do this. Ru Niang is willing to give it to you. You don't have to say good things to coax me."

"No, I really want to marry you. Don't worry, Ru Niang, I will be responsible for you. As long as you don't dislike me, I will marry you tomorrow."

"No, don't dislike it, but what should the big girl do? She..." Halfway through his speech, the man suddenly became arrogant. Ru Niang couldn't help but frown and endure it. Not only did she not stop it, she used the methods she had learned before, with a small thought.

Meng Zhongjing was crazy, driven crazy by women, and tortured by the pain in his heart. He didn't want to think about the woman he was destined to be, so he sympathized with the girl in front of him who was willing to accompany him, "Ru Niang, Ru Niang, don't cry, I will marry you tomorrow..."

He kept saying it, but he didn't know that all of them were transmitted into Aji's ears incredibly clear.

Aji turned around and walked back step by step. The blur in front of her eyes was so blurred that she couldn't see clearly. Fortunately, the road was still flat and she wouldn't trip.

As she walked, the sound behind her could no longer be heard. She could no longer walk, and she slowly slid down with a tree and covered her face with her hands.

Why is this happening?

He is her fiancé, how could he promise to marry someone else, how could he be with someone else...

The stomach churned, Aji covered her chest and felt uncomfortable and retching. The figure hugged together seemed to be still in front of her, and the familiar and unfamiliar voice seemed to be still in her ears. Aji felt uncomfortable and tugged in the shadow of the tree and cried.

As he cried, he was in a daze, and he didn't know how long he had passed. Aji covered his mouth and prevented himself from making a sound. He heard the man slowly approaching, passing by the road behind her, and gradually moved away. Aji covered his mouth and turned his head, and saw the man tall under the moonlight. He carried a girl and headed towards the direction of the village. The moonlight stretched out the figures of the two, and the evening breeze brought the woman to whisper in a sweet voice.

She looked at Meng Zhongjing's figure under the moonlight. He walked so steadily. When was he old, he had carved her like this?

"Aju, this date is the biggest one for you to eat."

"Aji, you're so beautiful."

"Aji, I'll go to your house to propose marriage, can I?"

"Aji, there are only four months left..."

She was childhood sweetheart, but she was unable to marry him in the end. When less than three months after marriage, he personally agreed to marry someone else, and he asked someone else in front of her.

He doesn't want her anymore.

Aji sat on the ground. Because there was no one in the fields and because her family was not around, she indulged herself in tears, crying with her past, crying for her expectations that could never be fulfilled, and crying for all her grievances.

Not far behind her, Zhao Chen was dressed in black, leaning against a tree trunk, looking up at the moon.

He wanted to marry her and this day was destined to come, but seeing her huddled in the darkness, hearing her crying constantly, and thrusting, his chest was also stuffy. The first time he was so stuffy, he couldn't help but want to walk over and hug her, so that he told her not to cry anymore.

He was sorry for her, but he promised that it would be enough to hear her crying like this, and after the marriage, he would never make her cry again.
Chapter completed!