Chapter 63 Chapter 63

After Liu Qing sang for the third time, Mu Wanqing slowly ate a bowl of wontons.Although Liu Qing's voice is not pleasant when he sings, it incorporates his true feelings and is very contagious.Even Mu Wanqing seemed to have absorbed the heroism and fun of being in the military camp.Or Liu Qingna's voice became hoarse at the end of the song.The eyes also began to be bloodshot.Hearing this, Mu Wanqing also felt sad, and a deep melancholy swept over her heart, which could not go away for a long time. "Here, wipe your mouth." Liu Qing took a few tissues from the bedside table and handed them to her.At the same time, it also woke her up from a faint melancholy.With a blushing face, he hurriedly took the paper towel and wiped it again and again.

"Lie down like this for a while first." Liu Qing said in a hoarse voice, and helped her tuck the pillow again: "It's not good to just lie down when you're full." This time, Mu Wanqing didn't do it like before. resistance.Instead, he nodded obediently. Liu Qing took off his coat and threw it on the bed, rolled up his sleeves, scooped up two apples and washed them inside.Sitting lazily on a chair and peeling apples again.An ordinary fruit knife seemed to have life in his hand, and it twirled several times deftly in his hand.Then, like a fluttering butterfly, dance lightly.Under the light of the sun, it exudes a strange silver light.Mu Wanqing, who was leaning on the bed, was dumbfounded, and even sat up. She didn't expect Liu Qing to have such a hand.Even in the acrobatic troupe, I have never seen anyone peel an apple like this.

Ten seconds later, the fruit knife was folded up with a snap.Liu Qing handed the apple to Mu Wanqing, and said with a light smile, "Eat an apple to moisten your throat." Mu Wanqing looked at the complete apple in surprise, as if it had never been touched.After a long time, I stretched out my hand to pinch the fruit base and gently pulled it.A series of spiral-shaped, thick, wide and thin fruit peels were lifted down.Wow, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but cheered in amazement: "Liu Qing, you are so amazing. This is simply art..." "It's a small skill, it's not worth mentioning." Liu Qing laughed complacently, and took another apple, without peeling the skin, just gnawed it in one bite.She looked like a villain, "If Wan Qing likes it, I'll show you a few more performances in the future."

"Hmph!" Mu Wanqing put the peel on the bedside table, and took a bite of the apple: "I don't want to look at such small tricks, God knows how many girls you have coaxed with this trick?" "Uh..." Liu Qing remained silent, and continued to nibble on the apple with a sullen head. Seeing this, Mu Wanqing also felt that she was wrong.He kindly peeled an apple for himself to eat, and even satirized him.Seeing his gloomy expression, I thought the words had hurt his heart.After hesitating for a moment, he changed the subject and said, "Liu Qing, why are you being so nice to me today?"

Liu Qing looked up at her in amazement, and said with a strange expression: "Are you my wife?" She put on a natural expression.After eating the apple, he broke off another banana and started to bite. Mu Wanqing lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. For some reason, her nose was always a little sore.Yes, I am his wife and he is my husband.Such a simple sentence contains a lot of content that I don't know.There is responsibility, there is tolerance, and there is forgiveness.Husband and wife are supposed to love each other, this is the shared responsibility of both parties, but I asked this stupid question myself.

Since she was sensible, she was told by her father that she already had a fiancé.When I was young, I didn't know anything, and I didn't feel anything.But as she got older, the word "fiancé" always weighed on her heart like a mountain, and it became more and more heavy.And because of her father's stern warnings and constant reminders, Mu Wanqing didn't dare to associate with any boys at school, and when those boys approached her, she also refused with a cold attitude, never using words.At first, it was just because of his father's stern but kind eyes that he couldn't bear to make him sad.Later, it became a habitual psychology, or it can be regarded as a kind of morbid psychology.Whenever he meets any man, he will reject him thousands of miles away with a cold attitude.Mu Wanqing even remembered how many nicknames she had been given, but each nickname.They can't escape the category of stone girl, frost beauty, lesbian, lesbian and so on.Over time, she got used to seeing people with this face.

When she was young, Mu Wanqing was just like other girls, full of romantic fantasies.I also often fantasize about my fiance, who is a tall, handsome, personable and gentle boy.One day, he will ride a white horse to marry himself, just like the romantic prince on the phone.At that time, Mu Wanqing even pitied and sympathized with other girls.Because they don't have a perfect fiancé like themselves.Even, she thinks that getting married without meeting is a kind of romantic marriage. However, with age, time passes.Those naive and shallow fantasies gradually faded from her mind.Looking at the female students, one by one, they are in pairs, talking about romance.It made her feel unspeakably jealous.And the image of her fiancé in her mind gradually changed.Even, in a dream in her twenties.His handsome and mighty fiancé turned into a devil from hell, hideous, terrifying, and killing countless people.He even laughed wildly and kept destroying himself.From then on, Mu Wanqing hated and resisted the word fiance more and more.

It wasn't until the time I actually met Liu Qing that the boulder in my heart really fell.She didn't know whether her heart was disappointed or joyful that day?Her fiancé was not the angelic handsome prince she had imagined.It's not so scary that it seems to be a devil from hell.He was a human being, a real human being, an ordinary-looking man.Even, it was so ordinary that no image in Mu Wanqing's mind could overlap with him.Years of habitual psychological shadows made her subconsciously resist this fiancé like other men. But Liu Qing's simple sentence just now woke her up from the nightmare she had had for many years.All fantasies and romances are fake.The way of husband and wife is nothing more than simple mutual affection.As the saying goes, plainness is the truth.Even if you don't love him, you still have to bear the responsibility of being a wife.

Mu Wanqing stared at Liu Qing, this man whom she had resisted in every possible way, after letting go of her prejudices, she was not so obtrusive anymore.The rough eyebrows and the face with rigid lines like a knife, on the contrary, I feel that there is an indescribable special flavor.After a while, his cheeks turned red as if drinking old wine, and he gently lifted a corner of the quilt.Tan lips spat out, and shyly said: "Liu Qing, sit up and accompany me for a while." ...