Jiang Mian said, enunciating each word clearly:
"This poem comes from Wen Tingjun's collection of poems from the Huajian school in the Tang Dynasty. The last two lines are: 'I did not fall ill from lovesickness, but I only lost myself.'"
The original poem describes rural life and friendship.
Tang Li applied this poem to herself to express her love, and it was so fitting.
She didn't fall ill from lovesickness, but she still lost herself.
Huo Chenyu closed the book and shut his eyes:
"Let's go to the Weiran Riverside."
That was Lin Yiyun's residence.
He had to give Lin Yiyun an explanation regarding the change from the female lead to the second female lead.
Huo Chenyu also specifically instructed:
"If Miss Lin asks, you know how to answer."
He couldn't tell Lin Yiyun that he had met with Tang Li.
As a personal assistant, I have that much sense.
But he didn't know that Huo Chenyu did this not because he was afraid Lin Yiyun would be sad or jealous, but because he wanted to protect Tang Li.
Sure enough, Jiang Mian looked at Huo Chenyu with great confusion, wanting to say something, but ultimately stopped.
Lin Yiyun was, after all, Huo Chenyu's fiancée. The end of one relationship was just the beginning of another.
New generations replace the old; this has been the way of things since ancient times.
Jiang Mian felt not only puzzled but also somewhat dissatisfied.
I feel indignant on behalf of Tang Li.
On the way, Jiang Mian told Huo Chenyu:
“I couldn’t find the sweater your wife knitted for you at home, but I saw a second-hand item on Xianyu that was exactly the same as the sweater your wife knitted, and it was priced in the five figures.”
Huo Chenyu said without hesitation:
"Buy it."
Jiang Mian glanced at Huo Chenyu in the rearview mirror and said again:
"It's too late, that sweater has already been bought."
Huo Chenyu opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and intense:
"Go and find out who bought it?"
Jiang Mian nodded.
As for the ring that Tang Li threw into the pond, Jiang Mian also said:
"The lady has sublet the house to someone else. I went to meet the tenant, and he said that during the contract period, he would refuse entry to anyone unless the owner allowed him to."
That day, Huo Chenyu almost turned the pond upside down but still couldn't find the ring.
When Jiang Mian went there again, the tenants had already stopped her at the door.
Now, Jiang Mian said:
"Otherwise, I'll go to Madam another day and say that you left something behind, and ask her to let me in to get it."
That would be too obvious.
Huo Chenyu squeezed out two words expressionlessly:
"Need not."
Jiang Mian stopped talking and drove Huo Chenyu to the Weiran Riverside. He then turned off the car and parked it on the side of the road, but he was worried about whether anyone would take his wife home.
Dining room.
Tang Li finished all the food on the table, and was so full that she had to go to the bathroom and vomit twice.
This was probably the last meal she had with Huo Chenyu.
Tang Li didn't want to be left behind.
After vomiting for so long, Tang Li didn't even have the strength to drive home by herself.
Luo Wen visited her twice, simply assuming it was normal that Huo Chenyu had dumped her.
After offering some words of comfort, Luo Wen was too busy to pay attention to her. He also thought that since Huo Chenyu had so heartlessly abandoned such a lovely female companion, it meant that his mind was made up.
So he didn't call Huo Chenyu.
After lying curled up on the sofa in the private room for a long time, Tang Li looked at Tang Sui's WeChat on his phone and sent her a voice message saying that he would be back soon.
Then, weakly, he got up and walked towards the door, his face pale.
Almost staggering, Tang Li waved for a taxi by the roadside. The cold autumn wind howled past her thin body, making her shiver involuntarily.
In a few days, it will be the beginning of winter.
In this city's winter, snowflakes are an unexpected surprise, arriving at any time.
In order to make a stunning appearance in front of Huo Chenyu, Tang Li wore only a black dress and stood shivering by the roadside.
The passing taxis seemed to ignore her, driving by one after another. Tang Li sighed dejectedly, touched the keys in her bag, and thought that she should just drive back herself.
After sneezing three times in a row, Tang Li sniffed. He realized he didn't have any tissues in his bag. Embarrassed, Tang Li looked down at his sleeves and was about to smudge when a lemon-scented handkerchief was handed to him from the side.
The man said softly:
"for you."
Tang Li looked up in alarm and met a pair of gentle eyes and a handsome yet familiar face.
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