Chapter 1142 (1/2)
I like Murphy, first attracted by her beauty and coldness, then captured by her straightforwardness and fragility wrapped in Pride and strong appearance... I am very clear about my feelings for her, which are simpler and clearer than my feelings for Tassels and asters. I didn't play from childhood to childhood, wash my feet in a basin, sleep in a bed, cover a quilt, or eat, drink or have fun For Murphy, I only have men's original Yu hope for women - desire to get, conquer and possess.
The most primitive, often the most simple, so I did not hesitate to stay in Fengchang, willing to pay for her all I can pay, I think, is because in front of the feelings is always embarrassed me, only to like her this thing, there is no confusion.
Madame Duanmu didn't force me to answer her questions. She was a smart woman. Chu Yuan and sister tiger's claws could hide from her eyes. But the two young girls were so careful and thoughtful that she read the bottom of their hearts. They were bright. So she just sipped tea and asked me gently: ”Chu Nan, don't you think... You just left Beitian like this, and I was in the same year Just left the room like that, is it the same? ”
Her tone was more casual than before, but this words got into my ears, but it was as heavy as a mountain hit my heart. Madame Duanmu lowered her head, only the tea cup in her hand was in sight, but I, who was close to her, still felt her eyes staring at me, as if every beat of my heart, she knew it.
This abnormal sense of oppression made me realize - that's why Madame Duanmu brought me to this place obstinately and recklessly.
Indeed, if I also hold my feelings for Murphy and choose not to leave candidly, it really looks like Duanmu's wife in those days.
Chu Yuan and tiger sister also stay. Their thoughts are not hard to guess. They don't want to hear me admit that I like Murphy, and they don't want to see the story that has been proved unfortunate repeated in me. So Chu Yuan quickly says, ”it's not the same!”
”What's different?” Madame Duanmu raised her head and said with a smile, ”people are different, so the same choice may have different results?”
It may be because Madame Duanmu said what she was trying to say, so Chu Yuan, who was peeped into the heart, was at a psychological disadvantage. When she said it, she had no bottom line. ”It's hard... Isn't it?”
”That's right, but you and I have different perspectives on things,” Mrs. Duanmu said. ”Xiaoyuanyuan, I ask you why I say that I'm telling 'my story', not 'my past'?”
Chu Yuan shakes his head.
”Because the people in the story are called” hornses ”. People are different from people, but what about people who play the same hornses in the same story? It's like a classic drama. No matter how many repetitions are performed, Romeo is Romeo, Juliet is Juliet, 1000 times, 10000 times, the result of martyrdom will not change... It's the story that decides the angle se, or the angle se that decides the story, which is not important. What's important is that such a story, such a angle se, is doomed to be this at the end What kind of tragedy... ”Madame Duanmu slowly said to me:” Chu Nan, in your body, I see the shadow of two people. You are the same as Duanmu. I don't have much direct contact with you. I don't know much about you. I don't know who is more like them. But I know that no one has more say than me. In such a story, no matter you go there It's wrong to play any of them... ”
Chu Yuan is silent. Madame Duanmu's words are profound to her. Even if she doesn't agree with them, she doesn't know how to refute them. But Dong Xiaoye just chews them carefully and agrees with her. Because she's too absorbed, she's ravaging my tiger claws and has no strength at all.
”I can't think,” I said, ”are you here to talk to me about Fifi?”