Chapter 110
Lao Yi deliberately wanted to ignore her for a while.
It's not her problem, it's his.
He couldn't believe it. Was he crazy? No matter how miserable he felt now, he just wanted to see her. When he couldn't see her, he kept thinking about her. When did he become like this?
I'm already past middle age, and at this age, I've already had this kind of trouble. Life is already torturous enough, I can't cause myself any more trouble.
He admitted that he liked her from the beginning, but it was just like, although it was a little different from how he felt about other women, but it was still just like. Now it was obvious that something was wrong.
I never thought about having a confidante when I was young, and I don’t need one now.
Especially considering her identity, who knows when she will be killed.
He thought to himself that he had thought of all kinds of ways to die, except this one, and it would never happen.
He hadn't been home for more than ten days, and Wang Jiazhi was still chatting and laughing with the other ladies. But she was visibly getting thinner day by day, and her old illness had relapsed. Her hands and feet were cold, and her bones ached terribly.
Amma saw something was wrong with her, even the fake imperial edicts. Her expression remained the same, but her appearance had changed significantly.
But the strange thing is that she is more beautiful than before. But she has that kind of sickly ghostly beauty, like Xi Shi holding her heart or Dai Yu burying flowers, like a pure and charming female ghost.
Another point is, I wonder if she suddenly got it after all the experience. Some people learn a skill much slower than others, but after a while of hard work, they suddenly get it and become a sensation.
Wang Jiazhi finally learned to play mahjong, and she was so good at it that she was invincible. She was even surprised that she could never lose.
The wives at the card table secretly sighed, wondering if they were unsuccessful in love but successful in gambling.
Of course, her logic told her not to win too much. She had to keep losing money even if she could win.
Wang Jiazhi was currently in a state of disheartened despair, a terrifying state of rational calm. She actually enjoyed socializing with the wives of officials, as it distracted her. If she were to stay alone, that would be torture.
She has been unable to contact them recently. Although she is unwilling to accept this, her logic tells her to start considering whether she can take the opportunity to escape.
Then she thought that Old Wu and the others should be fine. Even if Old Wu was let go, Kuang Yumin and the others would not let her go unless they were dead. She couldn't really go back to Hong Kong, and it was impossible for her to leave Shanghai now. If she left now, they would probably kill her or send her to prison before Old Yi.
Now she couldn't sleep even after taking sleeping pills, and her body was in excruciating pain. She didn't lie in bed when she couldn't sleep, but sat up in front of the bed, resting her head on the table, watching the sky gradually brighten.
A cold moon hung in the cold sky. In this heavily guarded hell on earth beneath the sky, the moon, whether full or crescent, remained cold.
Life is like a white horse passing by in the gap between heaven and earth, it is fleeting.
Looking at the moon in the night sky, she remembered this sentence: Life is so short, but her life is much shorter than others.
She smiled wryly. Suddenly, she felt trapped, trapped in poverty, despair, and shame. She'd moved from her hometown to Hong Kong, and from Hong Kong to Shanghai. The world was so vast, and trying to survive was all in vain.
There were many things she wanted to do and many places she wanted to go, but none of them were possible.
She had no interest in "Dream of the Red Chamber". The poignant beauty of the thousands of beauties crying in the novel required good fortune. To live a noble and wonderful life and to die with a bang was not a blessing that everyone could have.
The women in "Jin Ping Mei" embody reality. No matter if they are compromising or committing evil, they try their best to bloom, but in the end, all they do is end up in humiliation.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep on the table. She dreamed of going to a flower shop with Xiaoshuang to see flowers, eating peach-flavored shaved ice with Zhou Minlin and others, and dreaming of him giving her peonies under the fireworks.
In her dream, her mother didn't leave. They took her and her brother with them. She never met Kuang Yumin, never got abused by Liang Runsheng. She could study and have her own career...
Wang Jiazhi woke up and it was already bright outside.
She cried for a long time. She was never afraid of nightmares, but the dream she just had was more terrifying than any other nightmare, because she would be very sad when she woke up.
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