Chapter 336 Past and present life

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Fortunately, it was not the bearded Yàn Chixia, haha.Yang Yu smiled and didn't take this matter seriously at all.

But when she looked at the bride's face, Yang Yu couldn't smile and stammered: Are you kidding?

Do you remember me?When the bride said these words, a tear fell down her cheek. The tears were so clear, as if they were from the flawless world of the angel.

Yang Yu really couldn't laugh.

The bride actually cried.

Don't cry, did I say something wrong?Don't... Yang Yu is most afraid of girls crying. He wants to lean over to help the bride wipe her tears, but he feels it is not suitable. This is the bride Ah wearing a red coat and a phoenix crown.

Do you really don't remember me?The bride's tone of speaking was very soft, with a kind of sadness in her softness, which was very deep, as if it was radiating from her bones.

Have we seen it before?Yang Yu couldn't think of it. Apart from being on the reservoir side, he couldn't think of any interactions with the bride. Yang Yu thought to himself: Why is she crying?

Did I have a relationship with her and dumped her?

Then I lost my memory?

Don't remember her?

She married someone else?

Isn't this a Korean drama?

I'm waiting for someone.The bride stood up, walked to the picture, stretched out her hand, and stroked the man's face as she painted it.

I'm waiting for Ning Caichen.The bride turned around, looked at Yang Yu, and continued: I have been waiting for him for four hundred years, but in this world... I am going to reincarnate again, but I still haven't waited for him.

After hearing this, Yang Yu said that the bride was really not joking. No wonder she said she was mentally ill. It seemed that it was true. Maybe it was because of this that Mr. He locked up his daughter or refused to let her meet others. If this matter spread, Mr. He would be so embarrassing.

My son is a fool, and a woman becomes a mentally ill person. Mr. He is also capable enough, so why don’t he accumulate some virtue?

But, what does this matter have to do with me?Yang Yu still doesn't understand Ah.

There are so many things I don’t understand.

Leng Xiaoxue insisted on learning from Zixia. The one who can pull out the Ziqing Sword is her true destiny. Now the true destiny has not been found yet, so she was fucked by Yang Yu first.

Pan Caier and Pan Jinlian have the same surname, and their fate seems to be so similar. Her husband Liu Anguo was murdered, and the murderer still doesn't know if it was her.

Now, another bride appeared, saying that she was Nie Xiaoqian in her previous life. She had been reincarnated for five or six times. She had been waiting for nearly four hundred years. Just waiting for that Ning Caichen?

Your Ning Caichen may be holding someone else's wife now.

I thought you were Ning Caichen.The bride looked at Yang Yu with love, so gentle, so eager, so affectionate, but Yang Yu was not Ning Caichen.

I don't remember any previous life, I guess I was a pig slaughter in my previous life.Yang Yu said sarcastically.

When I first saw you in the reservoir, I really thought you were Ning Caichen. You really looked very similar to him, but you were not, because Ning Caichen must remember this painting and this poem, and I will definitely remember me.The bride stroked the man's face as she was painting, tears rolling in her eyes.

The foolish child cannot understand the matter of withering and prosperity, his heart has come to this point, and his body has not died.

How could Yang Yu understand this feeling?

You go.The bride turned her back to Yang Yu, staring at the painting tightly, and just staring blankly, as if she had been watching for a lifetime, but she still couldn't see enough.

I thought why the official asked me to come here to debauchery. Who knows, just like this, it's all about Ah.

Yang Yu didn't know what to say, so he had to say a polite thing: Then I'll leave first, happy wedding, I think Ning Caichen will bless you too.

After saying that, the bride cried even harder, and the crying was really heartbroken.

After hearing this, Yang Yu couldn't bear to leave just like that. This heart-wrenching cry ended in Yang Yu's heart.

Yang Yu was at a loss for a moment and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't dare. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't dare, so he had to retreat quietly.

After leaving the wooden room, Yang Yu carefully closed the door, but felt extremely uncomfortable.

When we arrived at the second floor, we found Mr. He waiting there.

How about it?Mr. He asked hurriedly.

Uncle He, what's going on?Yang Yu asked anxiously, "There are still crying on it, and it's not the turn of Yang Yu to coax Ah."

Alas, it’s a long story, it’s hard to say anything. Family scandals should not be made public. I also hope that Village Chief Yang can keep this secret.Mr. He was both sad and happy. What was sad was that he felt uncomfortable when he saw his daughter like this. What was happy was that Yang Yu was not Ning Caichen, which made it more precisely: his daughter's mental problems are indeed very serious.

Don't worry, I won't talk about this. I have an alumnus who studied psychology in my university. Why don't you introduce it?I think Qianjin has a big knot in his heart. If this knot cannot be untied, I am afraid... Yang Yu said that now he is the village chief, and he has to help anyone who can do anything.

That's not necessary, the person who tied the bell must be untied.Mr. He said.

Yang Yu said a few more polite words, and Mr. He took the guests away. But as soon as he stepped out of Mr. He's door, Yang Yu suddenly felt a look, as if he was looking at the room in the inner room, and left without thinking too much.

On the dark night road, Yang Yu looked up at the bride's wooden house again, feeling that he was unexplained.

Every mentally ill patient has his own clear logical view and worldview. Yang Yu can only say that it’s a pity that Ah is so beautiful but not mentally ill. When he first saw her, he really couldn’t see Ah.

However, the grief cries kept echoing in Yang Yu's mind and stuck in Yang Yu's heart.

Wooden house.

The candle was extinguished and it was pitch black, as if it didn't even dare to shine in.It was very hot, but the bride was dressed a lot.

A woman wanted to knock on the door, but she still didn't knock. Tears were rolling in her eyes. She was the bride's mother, and she was pregnant for ten months. Only she knew whether her daughter was mentally ill.

Inside the room, the bride was still stunned by the man in the painting, and she was already crying. Some unforgettable love was a firmly imprinted heart. As time passed, not only did it not have the love to die out, but it intensified the love.

Tonight, many people can't sleep.

Hua Yuyan couldn't sleep, and she was still thinking about the embarrassing scene of Yang Yu splitting her legs and watching the petals. Her aunt couldn't sleep either, and her hands kept caressing her buds, making a moan of um; Leng Xiaoxue couldn't sleep, because the Supreme Treasure that could pull out the Ziqing Sword had not appeared yet; Lin Weixiao couldn't sleep, and she wanted to sneak into her cousin's room to sleep.

Yang Yu couldn't sleep and kept tossing and turning. The bride's crying was still circling in her heart. He didn't know why. If he hadn't experienced it personally, no one would have cried so miserably.

Does she really remember her past life?Nie Xiaoqian.Yang Yu muttered.