Chapter 82 Liar, I’m not your brother!
Although she was very sleepy, Song Baoyuan closed her eyes for a long time and her mind was still clear.
She knew in her heart that there was something she couldn't figure out, so she couldn't sleep peacefully.
After lying there for half an hour, she finally sat up and looked at her daughter who was sleeping soundly beside her.
After a long time, she carefully got out of bed, took the cloak from the hanger, wrapped it around herself casually, and tiptoed out.
The wind blew goose-feather-like snowflakes under the eaves.
Song Baoyuan walked aimlessly along the covered corridor above her head.
Although she knew she wouldn't find anything, her gaze still shifted towards the courtyard wall. All she could see was a layer of snow on the top of the wall.
"Miss."
Two servants carrying wooden buckets came towards them and greeted them.
Song Baoyuan was surprised, "What are you still busy with so late?"
"Miss, your husband hasn't bathed yet. We just went to bring him some hot water."
Song Baoyuan suddenly remembered what her son said, and didn't know what that person was doing.
"If you have no further instructions, young lady, we will withdraw first."
"Go ahead."
Song Baoyuan stopped where she was, thought for a while, then walked forward quickly.
When I arrived at the bathroom door, I ran into Liu'an who was walking out of the room with a change of clothes.
When Liu'an saw the person coming, he was stunned at first and thought he had seen it wrong. It was not until a while later when the figure in front of him did not disappear that he reacted.
"Miss?" He silently closed the bathroom door. "Why aren't you resting yet so late?"
Song Baoyuan glanced at the window and vaguely saw a figure standing there. "Aren't you guys the same? Why are you taking a shower so late?"
Liu'an spoke slowly for some reason. "Because my husband is looking after the young master and young lady during the day, he only has time to deal with the files sent by the Dali Temple at night. As a result, he has to stay up until this time."
Song Baoyuan frowned slightly, "Then why did you come out? He can't move his right hand yet. Doesn't he need your help to get dressed?"
"Yes, yes." Liu'an didn't have much time to think, so he said, "It's ready."
"Then why hasn't he come out yet?"
"Uh..." Liu'an was suddenly speechless. He couldn't say that he was playing in the water.
Seeing him hesitating, Song Baoyuan walked over directly and wanted to push the door open.
"Don't!" Liu'an stretched out his hand to stop him. Unable to answer the question, he could only change the subject, "Miss, is there something wrong?"
He suddenly raised his voice, as if he wanted the people inside to hear him as well. Song Baoyuan became even more suspicious, so she said no more and pushed the door open.
"No……"
"Don't move!"
Liu'an was about to stop him when Song Baoyuan suddenly shouted. Although her voice was not loud, it still frightened him so much that he dared not move, with a complicated expression.
The sound of the wind covered up their voices, leaving those inside unaware of what was happening.
Until the door was opened.
Jiang Keyu came out from behind the screen and said, "You came back so quickly, maybe you forgot to take something."
The room was filled with heat, as if surrounded by smoke.
Jiang Keyu was wearing only white underwear, with her upper body exposed. Her beautiful collarbone and slender waist were still covered with water droplets from her shower. He walked out, wiping his neck with a clean cloth, without even noticing who had walked in.
But apart from the door being pushed open, there was no other movement.
Something was wrong, Jiang Keyu noticed it and looked up.
Song Baoyuan stood in front of him, the wind and snow poured in from the open door, blowing her clothes and covering her whole body with coldness.
Her calm gaze fell on Jiang Keyu, which was half covered by her black hair, but her fair right shoulder was still visible. There was indeed a scar on her naked body, but it was an old wound very close to her heart.
Jiang Keyu froze for a moment.
Sure enough, Song Baoyuan thought, it’s a lie.
It turned out that he lied to her.
She was like a fool, being teased by the same person over and over again.
"Ayuan?"
Song Baoyuan turned and left.
"Ayuan!"
Jiang Keyu subconsciously chased after him, took two steps and turned back, picked up the clothes hanging on the screen, and put them on while running.
"Ayuan!"
Song Baoyuan quickened her pace.
At the corner of the corridor, she was pulled back and forced to look back.
"Ayuan." Jiang Keyu's clothes were thin and messy, and her face was full of panic. "I, please listen to my explanation."
Song Baoyuan pushed him away.
"I didn't mean to lie to you!" Jiang Keyu walked around in front of her, blocking her way. "You were so resistant to me before, I had no choice but to do this."
"This isn't a bad idea, it's clearly a despicable act!"
Jiang Keyu's eyes paused slightly.
Although I knew I was at fault, I still felt wronged. "I just wanted to be closer to you and the child. Why would you say that to me?"
Song Baoyuan took a half step back, putting some distance between them and him. "You should go back home tomorrow."
"Why?"
Jiang Keyu was anxious, but at this moment she had to force herself to calm down. "This is obviously my home, why can't I stay? I can now spare time to take care of you and the child. As long as I am here, no one will dare to bully you. Haven't we been fine these days? Why can't you tolerate me?"
"Don't you know it in your heart?" Song Baoyuan clenched her palms.
Jiang Keyu really didn't understand, "What should I know?"
Song Baoyuan turned her face away. "I know you can't be ungrateful. You have to repay your parents for raising you, so you have to be responsible for me. But since we've already divorced, you're unwilling and I don't need it, so why keep pretending? Not only will it make you suffer, but it will also disgust me!"
Despicable.
nausea.
Such words pierced Jiang Keyu's heart like needles, making him tremble.
"Hypocritical? I treat you well, and you think it's all fake?"
"yes!"
The past events resurfaced in her mind, and Song Baoyuan felt extremely uncomfortable. "It's fine that you say one thing and mean another, but you also want to teach Chengcheng to lie to me! He's still so young, is he going to learn to be a liar like you?"
"Is this all I have left in your heart?"
Jiang Keyu's nose felt sore. "I'm not trying to avoid my mistakes. I didn't do the right thing when we were husband and wife. I want to make it up to you, but if I don't lie, I can't even see you in person, so how can I make it up to you? I really don't know what to do. It's true that I was assassinated, and it's true that I was injured, but it wasn't that serious. Don't you feel sorry for me at all?"
Song Baoyuan was silent.
Jiang Keyu approached her tentatively, "Or can you tell me what I should do so that you won't hate me like this?"
A myriad of thoughts raced through her mind. Song Baoyuan clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white, as tense as her heartstrings.
She raised her head and met the gaze of the person in front of her, "Just disappear."
The cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew all her loose black hair behind her ears, exposing her entire face.
Jiang Keyu could see all the seriousness and determination contained in her stubborn expression.
"You don't have to do anything, because no matter what you do, it's annoying. No matter how much you do, it will only make me hate you more!"
In the dark night, the annoyed Song Baoyuan could not discern the emotions in his eyes, and could not even see that his eyes were red.
I only knew that he was looking at me, our eyes met, and the complex expression on his face was something I had never seen before.
fraud.
Hate.
Jiang Keyu felt that every word that came out of her mouth was like a sharp blade cutting his flesh.
Is it necessary to remove his bones and heart in order to dispel the resentment?
The most ridiculous thing is that he actually felt that if this was the only way, he would not be unwilling to do it.
He could endure the pain, but he didn't want to be hated.
"I'm sorry." He choked slightly, "I'm sorry, okay?"
Unexpected.
At this moment, Song Baoyuan looked into his eyes and listened to his apology, and she actually had the illusion that he might be crying.
"You should talk to the child about this," Song Baoyuan whispered. "What amends or compensation? Just give it to the child."
"But it's you I want!"
There was a moment of utter silence.
In each other's ears, the sound of the wind disappeared briefly, leaving only Jiang Keyu's blurted-out words.
"Ayuan." Jiang Keyu murmured her name, walked towards her and stretched out his hand to her.
Song Baoyuan suddenly remembered that night when he stubbornly refused to let go of her hand, so she kept backing away.
But if Jiang Keyu really wanted to do that, how could she possibly escape?
"What do you want to do now?"
Song Baoyuan's hand, which she tried to hide behind her back, was still caught.
Jiang Keyu grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard, and she fell into his arms in the direction of the force.
"Let go!"
Jiang Keyu was wearing thin clothes, and Song Baoyuan could feel his burning body temperature with her face pressed against his chest.
Song Baoyuan wanted to break free, but he held one of her hands tightly and her waist was held by his other hand.
"What on earth are you going to do?"
The long-awaited hug, though forced, gave Jiang Keyu a moment of satisfaction. No matter how hard he hammered, hit, scratched, or clawed, he refused to let go, holding her tightly in his arms.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Song Baoyuan struggled, but to no avail. "How can you be a brother like this!"
"I'm not your brother!"
Song Baoyuan was suddenly stunned.
"You're right, we're not related by blood. I'm not your brother at all." Jiang Keyu whispered in her ear, urgently saying, "I'm not, I'm not, I don't want to be your brother."
"Who are you then?"
"I am your husband, we are husband and wife."
Song Baoyuan's eyes flashed with surprise, and her heart was filled with confusion.
She fell silent again, stopping her resistance and even slowing down her breathing.
In the corridor where the wind and snow were gradually howling, at first glance, it looked like lovers reuniting in a warm embrace after a long separation.
After a long time, Jiang Keyu glanced sideways and reduced his strength because he wanted to know her reaction.
At that moment, Song Baoyuan, sensing that he had let down his guard, pushed him away fiercely. "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you remember what you said or did?"
"I remember, but I..." Jiang Keyu reached out again, but caught nothing. "I regret it."
As soon as the words came out of their mouths, both of their hearts began to beat uncontrollably.
"I was too naive back then. How could we possibly be brother and sister again after we were already husband and wife? I can't stand you calling me brother, and I can't stand you being intimate with others."
Song Baoyuan thought it was ridiculous, "What do you mean by that?"
"Ayuan." Jiang Keyu couldn't help wanting to get closer to her and said solemnly, "Can we go back to the past? I'll be a good husband and a good father. Can you trust me this time?"
"Not good." Song Baoyuan shook her head firmly.
She stepped back, as if wanting to get away from him. "You said we should be brother and sister, so we should be brother and sister. You said we should be husband and wife, so we should be husband and wife. Who do you take me for? Can I be summoned by you and dismissed at will? Why do you have the final say?"
"When did I ever have the final say? It was you who wanted to get married, and it was you who wanted to get divorced. You've always had the final say!"
"Don't you have the opportunity and right to refuse?" Song Baoyuan's voice began to tremble, and she fought back the urge to cry. "When you got married, it was because Daddy was seriously ill, and you couldn't bear to disappoint him, so you agreed. It's human nature. But what about divorce? Who forced you to do that?"
Jiang Keyu's brows were filled with worry. "Are you blaming me for not trying to keep you?"
"No."
Song Baoyuan lowered her voice, "I'm just glad that we shouldn't have been husband and wife at all."
"But we are already husband and wife!"
“Bang!”
Only the words of wind and snow remain.
Song Baoyuan didn't want to get entangled anymore and turned to leave.
How could Jiang Keyu want such an ending? He wanted to keep her, but when he forced his way closer, she actually... slapped him.
"Since you think I have the final say, then get out now!"
When their eyes met again, Jiang Keyu was full of disbelief.
His face stung, but not as much as the boredom and vigilance in Song Baoyuan's eyes, which hurt his heart.
"roll!"
Song Baoyuan tried to drive the other person away verbally, but she couldn't hold on and ran away first.
His words of defense and attempts to persuade her to stay were blocked by her cruel gaze.
Jiang Keyu could only watch her rush into the wind and snow in order to avoid and escape from her.
"Ayuan."
Jiang Ke's eyes dimmed and her heart felt sad.
In a blink of an eye, a crystal clear tear overflowed from the right eye and ran down the cheek.
Why did she look at him like that? Did she really think that he would hurt her?
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