After Ten Years of Widowhood

This article will be updated on March 25th, with nearly 10,000 words. Thank you to my wives for their support (bow) Pei Chongxi's lover died in a car accident ten years ago. The car rolled down the cliff during the heavy rain, and the only evidence of her existence was the pearl necklace of his late wife wrapped three times around Pei Chongxi's wrist. As a result, on the same rainy night, she met a girl who was soaked on the roadside. Eighteen-year-old An Rong, wearing a white dress, was blocked in an alley by a few gangsters and backed away in horror. The sword-like car lights illuminated the path, and An Rong was suddenly grabbed and dragged into the car. Pei Chongxi, who was in the driver's seat, had a deep gaze. His dignified and elegant temperament contained an imperceptible sense of fragmentation, as if he was indulging in extreme sadness. An Rong smiled brightly and wiped the rain off his face with his hands. "Thank you. You look like Pei Chongxi. Are you her relative? You look so young." What a beautiful person. It was a completely different style than her crush. The person in the driver's seat didn't respond. Her silent black eyes trembled for a moment. She picked up a handkerchief and wiped away the water drops on An Rong's cheek. The pearl necklace entangled on her wrist swayed, and the veins on the back of her hand appeared. Her flesh, flesh and heart were expressing her longing for her lover. The car door was locked, and An Rong was frightened after realizing it, "You and those gangsters must be in the same group, right? I called the police!" The handkerchief fell and the girl hid by the car door, almost crying. ——I miss you so much that I meet you again. She thought that her illness was indeed not serious. … Pei Chongxi's oil paintings have sold for sky-high prices in auction houses. Her works are hard to come by, and countless wealthy businessmen are flocking to them. The new business elite are arty and are trying to get in touch with her just to have a relationship with her. She herself is extremely low-key, and only a few people around her know that she has serious mental illness. Alcoholism and insomnia became the norm. Now, the artist is a teetotaler. The girl as bright as the sun took away all her wine bottles and burned her expensive cigars, Dragging an artist who tried to drown himself in a bathtub to see a psychiatrist. From then on, Pei Chongxi, who had lived in darkness for a long time, no longer only wore black, white and gray, and the white chrysanthemums in the house, which had never changed, turned into red roses. Pei Chongxi has completely changed. There is a bright and beautiful girl beside him, who treats her as a precious pearl necklace for others to play with. There are speculations in the industry that the artist is in a relationship and has a child. Rumors reached An Rong's ears. An Rong twirled the pearl necklace and said: "She took care of her? Did I take care of her well before? Without me working to make money, she wouldn't be where she is today." … Pei Chongxi's oil paintings no longer only contain oppressive rainy nights and lightning that tears the sky. She began to paint people, and the harsh and decisive colors in the past became extremely gentle and precious. A reporter asked during an interview: "Who is the girl you painted?" Pei Chongxi took out a long-faded photo from his wallet, which showed a group photo of two girls in school uniforms huddled in a rental house. "My first love is also my current lover." The gloomy and half-dead widow who started to show weakness when he met his wife *Non-supernatural text *Sweet text, not abusive … Here's a preview: "Picking up a disabled female general" Copywriting: The first time Xiao Changling saw a female general was in the capital five years ago. She won the battle and was glorious. The next time I saw the female general was in the alleyway of the borderland. The skin and flesh on her body were torn apart, her handsome eyebrows were covered with blood, and she lost her vitality. Her leg was broken, and she was afraid that she would never be able to ride a horse again. The current situation is turbulent, and they are no longer as decent as before. Xiao Changling picked him up and took him home. … Ning Yan looked like an old sword. The blade was covered with rust and the skin was torn. It was difficult to even move on the ground. Female generals shouldn't be in such a miserable state, but generals always end up like this. Xiao Changling regarded it as a good deed. He changed people's dressings and bandages, bought clothes, provided warm meals, put people in a dry and warm bed to comfort them, and used the gentlest way to make the sword sharp again. Ning Yan's health got better day by day, but her ambition grew stronger day by day. She cut off the rebel's head and presented it to her savior. Ask her if she wants to try for the highest position in the world. With pious eyes, Ning Yan knelt on the ground and rubbed her cheek against Xiao Changling's palm. She said: "I would like to serve you as my Lord. Your wishes are my mission. Please give me a chance to repay your kindness." Xiao Changling's wish was to get married to her. … The stale aristocrats celebrated the continuous successes from the front line, But in the blink of an eye, the gate of the imperial city was knocked open by the cold iron cavalry, and Ning Yan's sword cleared all obstacles for her sweetheart. Dazhou welcomed her first queen. The stone bricks outside the Meridian Gate were soaked in blood. The nobles and officials were fighting. Under the edge of their swords, they knelt down to praise the Queen for her countless merits. However, what no one expected was that the cruel queen announced that she would marry the queen on the first day she ascended the throne. At this time, the general who was good at killing was obedient and obedient in the red tent. He could say any ridiculous thing when he was coaxed, and his eyes were filled with the shadow of his sweetheart. "Your Majesty, I will give you what you want. Please look at me more." But all I want is you. Go up to the hall and go down to the kitchen. The careerist attacks x The loyal dog general. *I had a crush before Mission: Knowledge changes destiny