The Reborn Concubine Returns

Chapter 102 Bai: Floating Life

But Bai Qingran also more or less knew that Gu Li's wealth was actually the inheritance left by their parents, and there was nothing unusual about their life experience, it was nothing more than the popular and popular paintings in the picture books. With some sad stories.Their father had a special physique and was born with the ability to conceive, but because he was brought up in a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, the pampered young master couldn't listen to his family's teachings. His father was about to go to Beijing for the exam, and then there was such a tacky story, the young master of the rich family, for love, for the illusory beauty, so determined to break ties with the elders at home and go with the scholar, just Ah, but their father was not as lucky as Bai Qingran in this life. At first, the scholar just took a fancy to his father's handsome appearance. Once the love lasted for a long time, the scholar felt a little ridiculously tied up in his heart. Although he always ate and used his father's money, and even used his father's money to go to Beijing to get some officials, but Not only did he not know how to be a little grateful, but his twisted heart looked at his father's gorgeously tattooed robe with some jealousy, and he always felt that their father was silently laughing at his poverty everywhere.

In fact, when Father Bai would have such an idea at that time, he just liked that scholar, very much, and what was even more frightening was the young master's liking, which was too extreme and even a little stubborn.In fact, he also knew that the scholar didn't like him as much as he did for Mingyue, and even disliked him, but he just liked him, what should he do?He liked him so much that he could even commit himself to someone else, bear him a child, and spend the last money on him.But this kind of unreserved devotion, in real life, will not have a sweet ending like in the small picture book. The scholar relied on his talented sourness and Father Bai to arrange for him to be an examiner. The silver also got a good ranking.And I don’t know whether God is open-eyed or not. The scholar’s ​​luck is really good. As soon as he arrived in the capital and built his own mansion, he was spotted by a rich lady at a garden party. Maybe it was a skin of the scholar. It's probably because of its handsome appearance, it is quite popular in this area of ​​the capital.Moreover, this scholar is also an extremely clever master. He picked the richest and most powerful lady among the rich ladies who favored him. Every time he has sex, he always looks so drunk, as if Father Bai is something he wants to throw away but doesn't know how to throw it away.

And on the day when he and the young lady were very happy, that passable mansion, I don't know where the red silk was found by the scholar's servants. The whole mansion was filled with joy, and the three-year-old Gu Li also had the eyes of Father Bai who was still pregnant, the red silk fluttering in the wind was so dazzling, even, I don’t know if it was because the sun was too strong that day, Father Bai’s pair of handsome eyes were covered by the red silk The piercing eyes were red, and the wide-eyed eyes did not know whether they were filled with unwillingness, nostalgia, or unspeakable pain and envy.

And all this really broke out on the night of the wedding day, which happened to be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the capital was covered with heavy snow like goose feathers. Father Bai was breathing white, tremblingly holding little Gu Li in his arms. Holding a quilt in his arms, he walked towards the hottest place in the yard.

In fact, Father Bai originally wanted to add a quilt to their side. After all, it was cold winter, and this thin quilt couldn't stand the icy cold wind.But, after Gu Li stood outside the window with Bai's father for a while, for some reason, the little Gu Li felt that Bai's father's hands holding him became colder and colder, and even seemed to be numb. After losing the last trace of anger, he just froze in place.

The heavy snow had been drifting all the time, Father Bai just stood outside the door in a daze, and listened quietly to the scholar and his newly married lady scolding him all over, but within a short while, Father Bai was hugging the bright red bed tightly. His hands turned white, and his heart seemed to have a big hole. The icy cold wind had to pour in all of it, piercing Father Bai's heart, which was bloody and riddled with holes. What does it feel like.

He didn't need to imagine carefully how proud and gentle the person in the room was right now, but how could this person slander him so much?What does it mean that a man is so shameless that he commits himself to others? Didn't he deceive his infatuation with that tenderness back then?It's all right to ridicule him for having a deformed body, he can still bear it, but why does he have the heart to say that he has worked so hard, and the child born in October is a monster?So, isn't it their child?Father Bai was biting his pale lips until a few drops of bright red glaring blood oozed from his pale lips, but he still refused to say a word. He didn't cry, all the tears in his half life had long been in his mouth. After the scholar got his honor in the examination, he was exhausted in the cynicism and sarcasm. If he was talking about trouble, he would have been ashamed and had no energy to fight with that person again, that's all, that's all.God gave him such a beautiful appearance, gave him such a wealthy family, and gave him such a beautiful relationship, so shouldn't he bear everything after that?

It's just that he seems to have overestimated his ability too much. He doesn't have such a good temperament that he can tolerate serving a husband with others, and he doesn't have the strength to entangle with that person any longer. He is tired, so tired that he can't wait to fall down In this snowy land, in his dreams, maybe he can return to the Jiangnan where everything is soft and affectionate. They are still such handsome and handsome sons, without the entanglement of so many future generations, it is so embarrassing.

Father Bai helped little Gu Li block most of the wind and snow, and he must have stood in the wind and snow for about half an hour in the cold night. The drifting snowflakes first fell on his black hair and then became transparent. The drops of water were on the thin shoulders, and the black hair was inlaid with a thin layer of silver. Except for the occasional white breath, there seemed to be nothing to prove that Father Bai was still alive. .

In the end, Father Bai turned his black eyes, opened his mouth and finally didn't make any sound, and didn't bother the ambiguous red candles in the room, just lowered his eyebrows and smiled gently at the stunned little Gu Li. , Some rough hands took little Gu Li's little hands that were purple from the cold and went back to the side courtyard silently.