#1681 of the Destiny (2)

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"Huihui, don't be like this, we were able to meet after a long time, I've had a hard time finding you!"

Rong He's tone was a bit sad.

When Zeng Hui heard this, her heart seemed to be gently poked by a feather on it, and she could no longer harden her heart.

However, she really didn't want to face him.

Maybe it was because she didn't want to face her past, and she didn't want him to see her like this now.

"Relax, I don't want to tell you!"

In Zeng Hui's sharp tone, there was a bit of anger.

"Never let it go! Unless you kill me!"

Rong He said.

In the past, they had also had conflicts. Every time Zeng Hui was very stubborn, he said that he would never pay attention to him again.

Every time he said this, Zeng Hui would soften his heart and reply to him.

"Bah, you don't know how to turn people into murderers."

Zeng Hui said the same this time.

Although the tone is not as coquettish as before, it still has the charm of the time.

After saying these words, Zeng Hui's feeling suddenly returned to the girl's age, and the eyes of Rong He became softer.

"Huihui-"

Rong He once gave a cry, and the cry was very tender, turning a thousand times a thousand times.

If Zeng Hui hadn't already been a wife, he still wanted to hug her and kiss her slightly pouty mouth as he did before.

All Zeng Hui's stubborn resistance fell apart in this cry.

Tears also flowed from her eyes.

Seeing her cry, Rong He's eyes also burst into tears.

"Huihui, don't be angry anymore, okay? I've always loved you for so many years."

Rong He looked at Zeng Hui affectionately with hazy teary eyes, and said softly.

Hearing this sentence, Zeng Hui couldn't bear it any longer, squatted down, covered her face and cried bitterly.

Seeing her cry, Rong He was nervous and flustered, "Huihui, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I found you so late that you never forgive me. Huihui, I really haven't had any ambiguity with Sun Yan. I love you, both in body and mind, and I have only you."

"say no more."

Zeng Hui choked and said, "It's my fault, it was me who covered my eyes with fire for a while, and made a judgment without seeing clearly, woo woo..."

Her cries grew louder and louder, without a trace of depression.

As if to cry out all the grievances over the past forty years.

Yang Zimei, who was quietly observing the situation outside, was relieved to see her grandmother crying like this.

Zeng Hui cried for a long time, then raised her face to look at Rong He, "But now it's too late, we can't go back."

"I know."

Rong He reached out and patted her shoulder, "We don't have to go back to the past, we can have a present and a future, Huihui!"

Zeng Hui shook her head, "I have changed, and I don't want to have a future with you."

"Huihui, I will respect all your choices."

Rong He stretched out his hand and gently wrapped his arms around her shoulder, then let go.

Zeng Hui looked at him and was silent for a while, then Fang asked, "I'm no longer the Zeng Hui I used to be. I'm old and ugly now, and I'm a rural woman."

"Huihui, no matter what you become like this, you are the Huihui I love!"

Rong He smiled and said, "I've become old and ugly too. I'm still a monk."

"You really became a monk for me for many years?"

"How could this be fake? Before, when we passed by Linghui Temple, I told you that if you don't marry me, I will enter Linghui Temple and become a monk. Huihui, I will never forget my love to you. any promises."

Rong He looked at Zeng Huidao.

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