Chapter Seventy-Five: Flame Red Maple

Children are miracles.

Take Zhuo Yue as an example, she not only has the ability to gallop on horseback, but also has the ability to create beautiful music.

In the large, glowing living room with a freshly waxed floor.

Bright sunlight slanted into the room through the tall bay windows.

Zhuo Yue, who was wearing a long dress, was like a lovely angel, sitting in front of the grand piano dignifiedly.

She was elegantly brushing the keys with her delicate fingers, playing Beethoven's "To Alice".

And Zhuo Qun sitting on the sofa next to him.

Just quietly watching her daughter's performance and enjoying the soothing of this soft music is already satisfying.

He looked at his daughter's face when she played the piano, and couldn't help but feel proud from the bottom of his heart.

Yes, his daughter is too brilliant.

The talent he has is far more genuine than what he is asking for.

In the near future, he could become an equestrian champion or a pianist.

He is quite sure and confident of this.

And in the world, only he, a father, will know how to cherish her, cultivate her, and appreciate him.

Finally, Zhuo Yue played the end of the harmony with the repetition of stepping on the pedal and the clever sleek play.

However, after playing the tune, she didn't jump up immediately as usual and threw herself into Zhuo Qun's arms.

Instead, he sat quietly for a while, as if he was immersed in the music, and had not yet returned to reality.

Zhuo Qun couldn't help but praise him with a smile. "It's a beautiful piece. It's as beautiful as a little girl playing the piano. ”

"Oh, Dad, don't say that. ”

Zhuo Yue's face flushed, but she still didn't smile at the praise or shyness.

also added a sentence that embarrassed Zhuo Qun.

"Dad, I'm a little worried, if only you could say that to Mom......"

Zhuo Qun couldn't help but be stunned, and then his face sank.

But the child has no scruples, especially in front of her father, who has always loved her.

didn't understand Zhuo Qun's embarrassment at all, Zhuo Yue continued to ask.

"Dad, are you going to divorce your mother? I've heard people say that you're going to get divorced sooner or later......

In this way, Zhuo Qun was even more surprised.

"What? Divorce? Who would dare to say that? Who did you listen to?"

Zhuo Yue looked at his father, looking a little puzzled, probably not understanding why he was so excited.

"Many people say that they are the people of our manor. When they didn't notice me, they used to say that to each other. Ammon said his mom and Coach Pierre said the same thing......"

Ammon is the son of a French coach, an eight-year-old boy who has just come here during the summer vacation and has become good friends with Zhuo Yue.

Obviously, it was inadvertently that the words behind these adults reached the ears of her daughter.

And depending on the situation, it is likely that she has been troubled by this for a long time, and she really can't bear this distress today.

Zhuo Qun can not care about these gossip, but he can't help but be deeply worried about his daughter's feelings.

He cautiously began the temptation.

"Are you afraid of your father and mother being separated? If you're worried about that, then your father will promise you that he won't divorce his mother. ”

But he didn't expect his daughter's worries to be completely different from what he thought.

"No, Dad, I know you and Mom always quarrel. Mom didn't like it here, she rarely came back. Obviously, you can't get along well anymore, so if you both want to separate, I won't have a problem. But if that's the case, will I be taken away by my mother? Many people say that when parents divorce, children are almost always taken away by their mothers. I'm afraid to be separated from you, I don't want to leave my home......"

Zhuo Qun's heart was immediately surrounded by warmth, and he immediately affirmed his position.

"No, it won't. No one can take you away. Mom may leave completely, but neither of us will leave, and we will always be a family. I promise, I'll be with you forever, and I'm not going anywhere, we're going to live here. ”

"Dad, is that so? Then I'm relieved, great. Still, mom can come back to see me once in a while, right?"

After getting his father's reassurance, Zhuo Yue finally smiled happily.

From the sunny eyes, it can be known that the worries in Zhuo Yue's heart have dissipated.

The playful, lively little girl is back.

"Dad, I'm suddenly a little hungry. I want to go to the chef and ask for a piece of strawberry cream cake to eat. Would you like a piece? How about we eat together?"

"Thanks, okay then, you can get a piece for me......"

And just as Zhuo Yue was about to run to the kitchen with a smile, Zhuo Qun suddenly had a new idea and stopped her again.

"Wait, why don't you take your little basket and fill it with a little more nuts, dried cherries, and hot tea?" I'll go and lay a blanket on the grass by the maple tree and wait for you. When you arrive, we can have a formal picnic in the warm sun. ”

"Okay. ”

Zhuo Yue jumped up happily, and she ran towards the kitchen with a more excited attitude.

Prove with practical actions how much you support Zhuoqun's new proposal.

Zhuo Qun put on the hunting suit leather suit given to him and walked out of the door unhurriedly.

With a roll of picnic blanket in his arm and a newspaper of the day in his hand, he began to walk along the path through the garden.

Then go around the pond and walk over the grassy slopes.

Finally, we headed for a maple forest facing the hillside and a distant meadow.

Now it's autumn again, and the maple trees all over the farm are as red as a raging flame.

Add to that the fact that the leaves are turning into coxagus and the vineyards on the hillsides that are busy harvesting.

Then there is no doubt that what is presented in front of Zhuo Qun's eyes is a magnificent scenery that is as rich as a master's oil painting.

And that's just autumn.

Zhuo Qun knew very well that in three months, the pond in front of the manor would freeze, forming a natural skating rink.

The leaves will all wither, but the scenery will not be monotonous at all, but will become a different kind of sparkling beauty.

Because it often snows here, white elves will dot the branches of the trees.

On some days, even the smallest branches freeze and are covered with frost that shimmers in the winter sun.

Seriously, this land, this estate, is beautiful all year round.

It has long been known to be the closest place to the Garden of Eden.

Some painters and photographers even come here to sketch or collect style.

So standing here, it is easy for him to feel proud of his own property.

Especially when he and Zhuo Yue stood together and stared at the land.

It will be easier for him to believe that everything he does is meaningful and to be moved to have such happiness.

No, he would never allow anyone to take his daughter out of here.

This is her home, and she belonged to this place until she was old enough to take charge of her own life.

Of course, when that day does come, he will support her choice, but until then...... Hereon......

Zhuo Qun failed to follow the trend again!

Because all of a sudden, the sun seemed to come down overhead. Dancing golden flecks fill the sky.

Zhuo Qun felt an invisible object and plunged into his chest.

The pain, as if someone had held his heart, was stronger than anything he had ever experienced......

Except for that time!

Zhuo Qun fell to his knees because he couldn't support it, and his hands tightly covered his chest.

And the day revealed in the fallen newspaper suddenly made him understand.

Remembered that crucial date and time.

This day turned out to be October 11, 2019!

My child hasn't grown up yet!

I didn't see my daughter get married...... Didn't see her give birth......

I...... promised...... Never leave her......

Zhuo Qun was struggling, desperately turning around and looking behind him.

He saw the magnificent autumn landscape, the whole estate like a kingdom, the vineyards being harvested in the distance, and the two small boats floating in the pond.

And his daughter Zhuo Yue was carrying a small basket, waving her arms and calling "Dad", climbing the grassy slope and running towards him happily!

A dazzling yellow light enveloped the child like holy light.

She was naΓ―ve, but she didn't realize that her father's life had come to an end at this moment.

Zhuo Qun's eyes widened, and he was especially reluctant to stare at her, how much he hoped to feel the warmth of her hug again.

He really couldn't believe it all.

Only a few moments ago, he had retained infinite hope and reverie for the future, believing that he would be able to fulfill his promise.

That's it!

Zhuo Qun's chest seemed to have been hit with a few heavy hammers, his eyes tightened, and he couldn't breathe anymore.

He turned his back to his daughter, who was getting closer and closer, and tilted his body to look helplessly for the last time.

With two lines of tears flowing like water, he fell headlong under the fiery maple tree with great unwillingness.

He died.

Hoarse throat, unable to call out her daughter's name.

The last movement was only the moment he fell to the ground, and he reached out and grabbed two handfuls of dirt mixed with grass.