The second and third rounds of chaos and spring sorrow are like catkins

Yes, he heard her reciting poetry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He frowned slightly, this was not her, how happy and happy she was at that time, how could she chant such a resentful and helpless poem?

He shook his head slightly, and heard more clearly, it was indeed someone chanting, the voice was coming from behind him, he turned around, and looked through the window, which was facing a window in another house, and a woman was looking at him with a complaint, and muttered:

"Where are the clouds going in a few days?

The return of Wanglang,

No, spring will be twilight.

Thousands of herbs and flowers cold food road,

Whose tree is the incense car tied to?

Tearful eyes leaning on the building and whispering,

Twin swallows flying,

Did you meet on the Mo?

Stirring up spring sorrow like catkins,

Nowhere to be found in your dreams?"

Chen Jialuo looked at the pair of ghostly eyes, and he didn't need to look much to know who she was.

He sighed lightly, lowered his head, reached out to close the window, walked to the table and sat down, thinking about Jiang Shunyun, and thinking of the resentful eyes just now.

I don't know how long it took, but it was getting dark, and as night fell, there was a knock at the door.

It must have been another inkstone urging him to eat, and he stood up listlessly, alas! But he still walked to the door, opened it, and was about to say something, when the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

Outside the door stood a woman in her forties, with a snow-white melon seed face, crooked eyebrows, and worried phoenix eyes.

Chen Jialuo was stunned for a moment and muttered, "You...... Why are you here?"

"You know," the woman said softly, "why are you avoiding me?"

"You also know," Chen Jialuo turned and walked away: "Why ask again." ”

The woman stepped in and closed the door: "Yes, I know, for more than ten years, you have been thinking about a dead person. ”

"Yanchi," Chen Jialuo was slightly angry: "You ......" He was angry, he didn't know what to say for a while, he sighed, and he said softly: "You...... Why should you be stubborn, in fact, you should have found someone to marry. ”

"Don't talk about me," the woman seemed impatient and frowned slightly: "I don't have anyone to ask for it at all, and I can't get married for a long time." What about you? In the past ten years, should you also find someone to settle down? Why don't you?"

She said a little excited, "Do you still think about her, do you still love her, don't you still forget her, but she has been dead for more than ten years, why don't you sober up? Are you ready to do this...... Wait like this?"

Chen Jialuo turned away from her: "Yes, I am ready to wait until my white hair is like frost, until I can't move, and when I go to her." ”

"Yes, that's good," the woman nodded, "Let's just spend it like this." ”

"But," he said, turning to look at her, frowning, "you don't have to wait so stupidly. ”

"That's my own business," she said, sitting down at the table, pouring herself a glass of water, which she didn't drink, holding the cup and staring at the blisters or two on the water.

Chen Jialuo was speechless for a while.

Her name is Han Yanchi, she is the youngest daughter of Tiepipa Han Zheng, she met Chen Jialuo 20 years ago, and she fell in love with each other, and secretly made a wish: If you are not a king, you will not marry! She and Jiang Shunyun also met, she watched Chen Jiang fall in love, although her heart hurt, but there was no resentment. Later, Jiang Shunjun died, she thought that her opportunity had come, she took care of him, comforted him, and accompanied him by Chen Jialuo's side, but Chen Jialuo's love for Jiang Shunjun was so deep that it had not diminished for more than ten years, and she had to keep her oath alone.

After a long time, Han Yanchi said softly: "Jia Luo, you went to the grave on the death day of the Jiang family's sister, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Did you mention me?"

"Nope. ”

"Actually, I should have gone to see her too," Han Yanchi slowly turned the teacup in his hand, and said softly, slowly: "But I was afraid that she would be unhappy, so I didn't go," she smiled, "She also called me sister back then, should I go and see her." ”

Chen Jialuo said: "She wants to know that you go to see her, I think she will be very happy." ”

"Will she be happy if I take care of you?"

Chen Jialuo sighed lowly, avoided her resentful and amorous eyes, and said softly: "Yanchi, listen to me well, I can't forget her, even if I make up my mind to marry you, I still can't forget her, then she will always be an obstacle between us, and we will never be happy, and you will be even more miserable at that time." ”

"I've thought about it," Han Yanchi said, "I've thought about this for a long time." It's absolutely impossible for you to forget her completely, so I don't mind if you miss her, just let me be with you, let me be with you forever, and I will open my mind as if we were the three of us living together. ”

Chen Jialuo shook his head softly and helplessly, "Impossible, let me tell you honestly, as the days go by, you will find that you are fighting with a dead man, and you will regret it, just ......"

"Forget it," Han Yanchi didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and interrupted him; "Don't say it, anyway, every time we talk about this issue, it's unpleasant, and there is no result, alas!" She sighed deeply, "Now that I have no happiness and joy to speak of, why do I care if I regret it in the future?"

"Young Master," Xin Yan knocked on the door, "Can I come in?"

"Come in. Chen Jialuo said.

The door opened, and Xin Yan came in with a large tray, and said, "Young master, I made your favorite bean drum fish head and chicken tongue soup, you must eat a little." ”

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Han Yanchi asked in surprise, "Then how can you do it?" ”

Chen Jialuo frowned and said, "I don't want to eat it." ”

Xinyan had already put the food on the table, Han Yanchi went up to serve a bowl of rice, turned back to Chen Jialuo and said, "Jialuo, come and eat quickly, don't live up to Xinyan's kindness." ”

Chen Jialuo could refuse Xin Yan's kindness, but he couldn't bear Han Yanchi's tenderness, he walked to the table and sat down, and ate it under the gaze of the two.

Han Yanchi looked at him silently, quietly, without saying anything, until he finished eating, Xin Yan took away the dishes and chopsticks, and then said faintly: "How can you reassure her like this, you don't know how to take care of yourself at all, she will be very worried if she knows." ”

Chen Jialuo avoided her gaze and said, "Xinyan will take care of me." ”

"But," Han Yanchi was anxious: "Have you ever thought about Xin Yan, he is almost forty, you don't think about thinking about what he thinks, don't look for a girl for him, do you want him to accompany you for a lifetime?"

Chen Jialuo looked at her for a while, and nodded: "By the way, I have always wanted to find someone for him, but I always didn't meet the right one, and it dragged down year after year." Yanchi, can you do me a favor?"

Han Yanchi smiled: "Okay, I'm willing to match him up and help him find a good girl as soon as possible." She rolled her eyes, "But who will take care of you after he gets married?"

"You ......" Chen Jialuo suddenly understood the real reason why she was so enthusiastic about matching Xinyan, and didn't know what to say, so she had to turn around and walk away.

Seeing his reaction, Han Yanchi felt sour, stood up and said, "Okay, don't talk about it, anyway, you and I both understand in our hearts, it's useless to say more." You rest, I'm gone. She walked to the door and stopped, wishing he could stop her and stay a little longer, but he didn't say a word, and her nose was sore, and she opened the door and ran away.

When Chen Jialuo heard her run away, he sighed deeply and said in a low voice: "What is the situation in the world? Shunyun, you shouldn't leave me." ”