(Girls' Literature)

Yisheng has spoken very little since that day. Often a person stares out the window for a long time without saying a word. The uninjured left hand always unconsciously covers his lower abdomen. And then slowly. Clench into a fist.

Ji Huan often came over to see her. Although she didn't often open her mouth to talk to him. He also knew that all the consolation at the moment was pale to her. He just quietly stayed with her. I feel distressed but I also believe it. She was strong enough to get through. Facing the future of life.

And then. In those dead nights. After she fell asleep. He will always reach out. Smooth the slightly messy hair between her sideburns. Cover her with the quilt. The movement is so light. lest it disturb her. lest I wake up from my dream. Insight. Not willing to move away from her for a moment.

Can't help it. Can't quit. Can't pull it out. Addicted like that. Girls' literature is updated for the first time, greedy and affectionate. He knows. He is overdrawing all the warmth and sunshine of the rest of his life.

Dr. Watanabe once said to her. Miss Sheng. You need some fresh air. Shall I push you downstairs to walk in the garden?

She just shook her head. I want to be locked in the house. Lying quietly on the bed. Then try to cooperate with all the doctor's treatments as much as possible.

Then. And he knew. When she left the room. That is, when he woke up from a dream. And this day. It's finally here.

On the third day after she woke up. The wounds on her body weren't even healed. And she said to him. She's leaving. Return to the Lu Mansion.

He persuaded as quietly as he could: "Xiao Sheng." I didn't tell you. I have already informed Lu Fengyang. He came to see you before you were awake. You yourself spoke with him on the phone. So there's nothing to rush about. Recuperate with peace of mind. I'll send you there when you're healed. ”

He remembered the way she spoke to Lu Fengyang on the phone. There will still be some suffocating pain in my heart. She was at that time. into the microphone. The tone is calm and resolute. She said. This time. Don't tell Shaozhi.

Lu Fengyang on the other end of the microphone was silent for a moment. Placket. I didn't.

There was some leakage on the phone. He could hear it clearly from the side. Then look at her because of this sentence. There is peace of mind in the bottom of the eyes. It was as if a boulder that had been pressing on my heart for a long time had finally landed.

And between his eyebrows. But it's an irrepressible pump. Can't look any further.

"Nope. It's the same everywhere you recuperate. Her voice rang out softly. Pull back his thoughts.

He turned his eyes to her. She lowered her gaze slightly. And didn't look at him.

He suddenly turned his back. Laugh silently. A slight tingling sensation in the eyes. There was too much desolation and self-deprecation in his tone. "It's the same everywhere you recuperate. Then why don't you insist on staying here? It's because of me. Or because of my relationship with Jiro Nakamura. Makes you feel the need to avoid suspicion. so that your husband can rest assured. so that his good reputation will not be implicated. ”

Struggle and discomfort flashed in her eyes. He regretted it almost as soon as he said it. Why bother? Make it difficult for her to do so. No matter what, it's enough to carry it by yourself. Why is it so unbearable. I want to lead her to an uncomfortable path. Not to mention. Girls' literature was updated as soon as possible, and he let it go first. He's long since lost that qualification.

He was about to say something more. But I saw her suddenly lowering her eyes. Smiled awkwardly. Fu quietly raised his eyes. looked at him and said, "You still missed a little." Except for Shaozhi. I don't want my sister to be gossiped about. You see. I really don't fit in here anymore. Take me to the Lu Mansion. Brother-in-law. ”

He looked at her. He nodded. I clicked again. Slowly took a step back. One step back. His countenance. There is emptiness in the calm. Pale as paper. Finally turned around and pushed the door. Staggered away.

Chu Yan came in after Ji Huan went out for a while. She was accompanied by Dr. Watanabe and several nurses. A few people worked together to clean up for her.

Xu is what Ji Huan has already explained. Doctor Watanabe disagreed. But he didn't say anything. Just carefully try to avoid her injuries as much as possible.

In fact. She didn't have anything to prepare. So in a short time everything will be in order. When he left the door of the room, Yisheng gently opened his mouth and asked Chu Yan behind him. "Remember what I told you? ”

The first goose had tears in her eyes. Choked up. "Yes. Never tell anyone about your child. In particular, I can't let my uncle know. ”

Yisheng nodded. His face was as silent as falling snow. She also said the same thing to Ji Huan. He didn't speak. But she believed he would say yes.

She let Chu Yan push her out the door. It was the first time she had stepped out of this room. More and faster chapters are here. But I didn't expect it. The view outside the door made her already tired and numb heart. Suddenly, there was a shudder for no apparent reason.

The first goose behind him was unaware. Still pushing her forward. She watched as the familiar and unfamiliar spiral staircase slowly approached. and go away again. When you are wrong. Finally couldn't help but say lightly. "Wait......"

Many, many years ago. Château de Chambord on the banks of the Loire Valley in France. She stood in front of the double spiral staircase designed by Leonardo da Vinci and marveled. also used the verse "lovesick and not blind date". Full of joy. Smile at the boy you like.

She was with him at that time. All too young. I didn't think about it. It turned out to be this unintentional sentence. Years later. In a word, it is a prophecy.

Her gaze. Move up little by little. Lines on stone ceilings. It is a secret and unique pattern. She had seen it when she was in her bedroom. But they are powerless to pay attention.

At this moment, it was pulled by the double spiral ladder. Little by little, the dusty memories revived. And she finally saw it. Those hidden lines. It is made up of the capital letters "J" and "S".

in her eyes. I couldn't restrain myself anymore and was deeply shaken. Slowly turn your eyes to the living room. Ji Huan who stood alone. And he also watched her quietly. Back to the light. The expression is not real.

"Two people going up and down the stairs together. Both sides can see each other all the time, but they can't touch each other anyway. It reminds me of a Chinese poem, 'Lovesickness is not a blind date'. This is the world. The most helpless beauty. More and faster chapters are here. ”

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"On the ceiling of the castle. A pattern engraved with the initials of the names of the king and queen...... There is also a labyrinth in the garden. We're wandering around the flowers. It took more than ten minutes to walk in front of the fountain in the center......"

Paris many, many years ago. The night seems to be filled with the smell of romance. The girl's silver bell-like laughter came softly in the wind. So many years. It has been ringing tenaciously in his ears.

Sometimes. Even he couldn't figure it out himself. Obviously I was with her at that time. She always complained that she was distracted from her studies and business. But why. Every word she ever spoke. Her tiniest preferences and wishes. He remembered it so well. Whether she knows it or not. Do you still care?

Actually, if it weren't for the fact that it was the closest to Jiro Nakamura's residence. And that day there was an emergency. Her injuries could not stand any longer. Then for the rest of your life. He probably wouldn't let her know about the house's existence.

Outsiders look at the three-storey buildings and exquisite gardens of the "Awakening Garden" from afar. They all said praise that I don't know if it was true or false. It's just that Young Master Ji is worthy of returning from overseas. Tasteful and extraordinary. The design is ingenious. It is the one who can enter the inside. I don't know at all.

The gardens of Villandry. It's because she likes it. Shampoo's double spiral staircase. Also because she likes it. There is also a fountain hidden in the labyrinth. White wool carpet. Balcony with white veil...... Everything, everything. It's all because she likes it. That's him and her. The best memories we shared.

He looked at the fog and vibrations in her eyes. The heart that should have been dead and silent still struggled with extravagant hopes. There was even a slight humility in his tone. "If you like. Shall I give this to you? ”

But she was because of his words. Suddenly sobered up. Qiang closed his eyes. Suppress that burst of sour tears. Take back all the shaking with sorrow. Placket. The voice is slightly astringent. But it's still word by word. Say it clearly. Cut off all extravagance and delusion.

"No, I don't. If I like it. I'll let my husband send me. ”

Yes. Yes. How did he forget. She was someone else's wife. She was no longer the little girl who always ran after him. In the spring, I won't pester him to go to the lake anymore. In winter, I won't play tricks anymore and cover his neck with my cold little hands to keep warm. Her preferences no longer needed him to be satisfied. Her wish no longer needed him to fulfill it. She laughed. Her tears. From now on. It's all no longer his. It will never be his.

He watched quietly as the car she was sitting in went away. Then a man turned back. No one is there at the moment. The huge living room was empty.

He stopped where she had stopped. Look up at the twin spiral staircases and the ceiling she had just looked up. People who go up and down stairs at the same time. You can see each other. But never to meet.

She was back then. In an unintentional word. "Lovesick and not blind date". In a word, it is a prophecy.

But she didn't know. This double spiral staircase. But there can be another interpretation.

This life. We are on two very different paths. There is no way back. There is no intersection.

But I'll always be watching you. May you be well. Stay until the end of your life. We walked through this double spiral staircase. You can be reunited on the other side of death. At that time. I can't just hold your hand. Let's go to the next life. And then the next life. Life after life.

A gust of wind blew. I don't know where the window lattice "creaked". Somehow. But suddenly he remembered the night he got married. The words she said to him in her study. Suddenly, he felt fear. He didn't know if she was willing to wait for him in the next life. I am willing to go down with him. She didn't even want to meet him again.

Another gust of wind blew. "Smack". The window was scraped shut completely. Even the glass was shaken slightly.

He slowly raised his eyes to look. through the glass. Look out the window. The labyrinth surrounded by flowers. and a fountain in the labyrinth.

That's where she's never been. Therefore. She won't see it. That one stands on the Taihu Lake Stone in the center of the fountain. The word he carved with his own hand. The name of the house he incarnated from a poem. "Wake up".

In fact. He didn't know much about classical Chinese literature. I don't like it either. I don't know when or where I saw this poem. But it's just a glance. So he wrote it down.

Abandon but can't. Don't forget. Remind him all the time. The past. No more chasing.

He also did not know the name and author of the poem. Just remember these two sentences. After the sheng song dispersed, the wine woke up slightly. The moon in the deep courtyard is bright and quiet.