Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 142 Small chest and no brain 1
After eating Korean food and parting ways with Han Qingwen Fang Zisu, Cheng Yiming and I went to the movies.

That movie is an old movie, adapted from Li Bihua's novel of the same name, "Rouge Button" starring Leslie Cheung and Mei Fang, this is a very desperate, sad and lingering love story.

At the end of the film, there is a female ghost like a flower, who has gone through all kinds of hardships in the underworld, and finally finds the man she loved deeply in her lifetime in the vast sea of ​​people.With determination and sadness on Ruhua's face, she said to the downcast and old Twelve Young Masters: "Twelve Young Masters, thank you for remembering me. I have hung this rouge buckle for 53 years, and now I return it to you. I won't wait for you any longer."

Amidst the low-pitched, tender singing, the Twelve Young Masters looked sad, tears pouring down their cheeks, staggered, and chased after him, calling mournfully, "Ru Hua, Ru Hua, forgive me..."

But Ruhua refused to forgive him, and Ruhua had already resolutely left.

She waited for him in the underworld for 53 years.These 53 years have exhausted all Ruhua's infatuation.Then, Ruhua went to Yangjian, saw the Twelve Young Masters for the last time, and finally gave up.

It's like, a fish is dead to water.

That movie, when I saw the end, I couldn't help crying.

I also cried a lot, with tears streaming down my face.The cinema was very dark, and no one could see anyone, so I just cried unscrupulously.I felt like I was crying out all my internal organs.

I am a person who is easily moved.Every time I watch "Dream of Red Mansions", especially the part where Lin Daiyu dies, my tears always flow unconsciously, and I am so sad.

Although I know in my heart that if Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions" is alive, if she gets her wish and marries Jia Baoyu, it will not be happiness.Just like Ruhua in "Rouge Button", if she can really marry Twelve Young Masters, it's unlikely that the two of them will grow old together.

Sometimes, what you want is not necessarily good.

It's just because I can't get it, I feel sorry.But I always feel that lovers should get married.It seems to be married, just like the ending of a fairy tale: from then on, the prince and princess lived a happy life.

When I came out of the movie theater, I felt a little down.

Cheng Yiming didn't speak, just held my hand.

Cheng Yiming's hand, with slender and elegant bones, was slightly pale, and the wind blew gently, raising his hair and the clothes on his body, making him look fresh, clean and imposing.

The cinema we went to was on the pedestrian street, half a street away from the parking lot.

The moonlight was very good at this time, and the moon poured down its bright light through the gaps in the clouds, and the night sky was full of flickering stars.Surrounded by a sea of ​​traffic, bustling and lively.The neon lights near and far, appearing and disappearing from time to time, beating uneasily, swaying with a mysterious atmosphere.

I stayed by Cheng Yiming's side, and the two of them walked slowly.

The street lamps stretched the shadows of me and Cheng Yiming long for a while, and short for a while. Sometimes they separated us far away, and sometimes we intertwined and overlapped each other.

I thought of the twenty young people in the film, and suddenly felt a lot.

I couldn't help gnashing my teeth: "Man, none of them are good things!"

Cheng Yiming couldn't help but laugh.

Cheng Yiming has his own views on the Twelve Young Masters in the film, "Actually, the Twelve Young Masters are also an infatuated man. After being rescued, he found that he had been murdered by Ru Hua before committing suicide—he had put it in the wine. Sleeping pills. But Twelve Young Masters didn't complain a word, and they never loved anyone again in their whole life, and ended up alone and miserable all their lives. Isn't this kind of punishment enough?"

Nature is not enough.

What a woman wants is not his self-punishment, but a promise of two hearts, life and death.

I imitated the Ruhua tone in the movie, and said very melancholy and sadly: "If he is sincere, he can die after being saved. He stole his life, and he left her alone."

Cheng Yiming argued for the man's negative feelings: "Ruhua doesn't necessarily love the Twelve Young Masters sincerely. She didn't give up when she learned that the Twelve Young Masters were still alive, but gave up after seeing the Twelve Young Masters in despair. Maybe Ruhua wants Yes, it is not a love that lasts forever, life and death, but a romantic, empty and beautiful illusion."

I was startled.

It seemed that what Cheng Yiming said made sense.

At this time, someone walked by me.It happened to be at a turning corner, maybe the sidewalk was too narrow, and the woman walking behind her was a hunchbacked woman with a huge body, twice my thickness and width.And that person walked in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry to do something, he rushed over fiercely.

I bumped him unexpectedly, and it hurt so much that I couldn't help but let out an "Aiyo".

Cheng Yiming raised his head, and looked at the thin, wretched young man with long hair shining brightly.The young man was flustered by him, and left in a hurry.

Cheng Yiming suddenly turned to his back and shouted, "Stop!"

The eyes of all the people nearby looked at Cheng Yiming in unison, with a look of bewilderment.The young man's face changed color, instead of standing still, he ran away in a panic.

Cheng Yiming rushed out and chased after the young man.

My second monk, Zhang Er, couldn't figure it out. Didn't he bump into me unintentionally?It wasn't intentional.So what if it was on purpose?I have nothing to lose.

Strange, why does Cheng Yiming have to argue with others?
I yelled, "Hey, hey!"

Cheng Yiming ignored my yelling and was still chasing the young man.He was tall, with long legs and long feet, and he ran fast. He quickly caught up with the young man, grabbed his arm, and then stretched out his hand, with a cold face, like Asking for something from the man, the man spread his hands and said no.

I ran over.

I saw that Cheng Yiming's hand holding the young man's arm turned to the young man's neck at some point, jammed his neck, and then the other hand turned into a fist and hit the bridge of his nose like lightning. .

The young man's figure was much shorter than Cheng Yiming's, and his face was instantly knocked to one side.There was blood, dripping from the young man's nose, one drop or two, gradually staining the mouth and chin.

At this time, many people gathered around.

There were more and more people, almost three floors inside and three floors outside. I desperately squeezed away the crowd of onlookers and squeezed in desperately.

Finally saw Cheng Yiming.

Cheng Yiming was still holding onto the young man tightly and wouldn't let go.The young man, begging for mercy and bowing to Cheng Yiming, crying for his father and mother, almost fell to his knees.Then, trembling, the young man took out a red women's wallet from his pocket and handed it to Cheng Yiming.

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(End of this chapter)