"What's wrong?" She asked softly. Stretching out his hand to straighten out the messy hair on his sideburns, his body deviated, and then he took her into his arms, still without saying a word.

This hug used all his strength, Song Yanzhu felt distressed inexplicably, and he couldn't find a place to fall in his heart, so he had to turn around and hug him, and said softly: "Your body is not good, and you are raining like this, don't you want to feel better?" ”

Seeing that he was silent, she pushed him again and said, "What's the matter!" If you don't speak, I'm angry! ”

He finally let go of her, touched her head and said, "I just woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't find you, and I was a little panicked." I feel at ease when I see you. After speaking, she regained a harmless smile with a bit of ruffianism, rubbed her hair and said, "In the middle of the night, the beauty feels so good in Huaiyuan." ”

"You ......" Song Yanzhu glared at him a little weakly, he raised his eyebrows, and said, "I sneaked here, I have to go back quickly, otherwise the clay pot will have to look for me!" ”

Without waiting for Song Yanzhu to speak, he waved his hand and said, "Rest early." After a pause, he said with some reluctance: "Song Yanzhu, I'll go first!" ”

Song Yanzhu looked at him stunned, only to see his figure hidden in the dark rainy night, because of the inconvenience of his right leg, he walked with a limp, but he insisted on being alone, walking step by step, until he disappeared into the rain curtain.

"Miss. What about Master Tao? Ping Bao'er, who was holding the ginger soup, was late, and when she saw that Song Yanzhu was in a daze, she pushed her. Song Yanzhu was clever, for some reason, she always felt that Tao Moyan tonight was a little weird, and even at the final parting, the word by word "Song Yanzhu, I will go first" was also full of deep meaning, and the last figure was even more resolute and decisive.

She thought about it carefully, picked up the umbrella beside her and walked out, Ping Bao'er said anxiously: "Miss, where are you going!" ”

Song Yanzhu walked all the way, and across the courtyard wall was Tao Moyan's courtyard. Standing still, the lanterns under the eaves swayed in the wind, and the shadows were full of shadows. Tao Moyan's figure was reflected in the window, and it didn't take long for the lights in the room to go out, and Tao Moyan's low coughing sound was heard.

Song Yanzhu went back to the house, looked at the candle flame again, and felt more and more that Fang Cai's every qi qi qi was like a dream, or a spring dream—only a little water stain on the ground proved that something had happened.

After this experience, Song Yanzhu couldn't fall asleep in the second half of the night, and the picture of him kissing her in her mind was for a while, and his eyes with some grief for a while, and then he repeatedly sucked her earlobe, and the crispy and numb feeling made her tremble involuntarily, so that she couldn't help but bury her face in the pillow.

It was only at dawn that she fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already three poles old, and when I opened my eyes, the sun was shining outside, and the magpies were chirping in the branches, and when I opened the window, the smell of earth came to my face—such a pleasant morning that I couldn't wait to repeat it day and night.

She was about to stretch her waist, but Ping Bao'er hurriedly rushed in, and her face was pale: "Miss, Master Tao is gone!" ”

"What's missing?" Song Yanzhu thought that he hadn't heard clearly, and asked again.

"Young Master Tao is gone!" Ping Bao'er confirmed again, and Song Yanzhu smiled lightly: "Xu went out for a walk...... How can someone of such a big age say that he is gone! ”

Her smile froze on her face when she saw Ping Bao'er's heavy expression, and in an instant, she subconsciously ran out of the door, and after running for a long time, her feet suddenly hurt, and she realized that she had forgotten to put on her shoes, and a big cut was made on her foot.

She sat down and sat in the empty courtyard—Tao Moyan's entire courtyard was empty, and the house was clean and tidy as if no one had ever lived there.

I got up and walked into the room, and there was nothing on the table, not a letter, not a piece of paper, not even a few words.

Ping Bao'er behind him followed tremblingly, and said softly: "Sister-in-law Li came early in the morning to call Master Tao when she was eating, and found that no one was missing, and asked the bean curd seller at the street entrance, saying that Master Tao left at dawn, and those who went south should go back to Jianzhou at that time." ”

Let's go? Song Yanzhu's mouth was filled with a trace of bitterness, and as far as he could see, there was a new wheelchair under the old locust tree in the courtyard, and there seemed to be such a person in the wheelchair, smiling at himself gently.

What went wrong? Song Yanzhu couldn't help but ask himself, why did he say goodbye without saying goodbye?

"Song Yanzhu, I'll go first!" - Was this the last thing he said to her?

Suddenly her heart was empty, and there was nowhere to put it.

Ping Bao'er persuaded in a low voice: "Xu has something at home, so he left first." Young Master Tao is by no means a person who does not say goodbye. ”

"Goodbye without saying goodbye?"

Song Yanzhu's mouth flashed with a hint of bitterness: Why not? How could it not! In the last life, he just didn't say goodbye, and in the end, you died alone, have you forgotten?

Forgotten?

My heart was pinched together, tears were rolling in my eyes, and I refused to fall.

"Miss, don't worry, he didn't leave until dawn, if we ride a fast horse and chase after it, we may be able to catch up...... Let's ask clearly, what is it to hold back like this, and death also requires an understanding! Ping Bao'er said anxiously.

The last sentence successfully hit Song Yanzhu's heart, she suddenly got up, wiped her tears, and said to Ping Bao'er: "Prepare the horse!" ”

******

There is only one road to the south of Suzhou, Song Yanzhu sat in the carriage and urged the coachman in a low voice: "Hurry up, hurry up......" galloped all the way, she was almost upside down and scattered, so she heard the coachman whisper: "Miss, there is a carriage in front!" ”

Song Yanzhu hurriedly opened the curtain, and saw that not far ahead, a clay pot was driving a carriage slowly forward.

"Stop them!" Song Yanzhu said softly. The groom received the order, raised his whip and stepped forward, and stopped the carriage on the road.

The clay pot was stopped by surprise, and hurriedly stopped the carriage, but Tao Moyan in the carriage was hit violently, and was about to speak, the carriage curtain had been lifted, Song Yanzhu frowned and looked at him, and asked softly: "Where are you going?" ”

Tao Moyan sat quietly, with the initial indifference and detachment in his eyes, and said softly: "Second Miss Song is afraid that it is inappropriate to stop a man's carriage in such a grand manner, right?" ”

Miss Song Er? Song Yanzhu was stunned, Tao Moyan had already sunk his face and said to the clay pot: "Don't leave yet, do you plan to sleep on the streets at night!" ”

"But the second lady ......," the clay pot looked at Song Yanzhu with some embarrassment.

Tao Moyan didn't look at her, and laughed softly: "If you can ask her, please let her go, if you can't ask, just run over." She's a big living person, can she still be run over by you? ”

He said coldly, and when he raised his eyes, there was no trace of temperature in them.

Song Yanzhu's heart gradually cooled, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Tao Moyan, why." ”

"Clay pot!" Tao Moyan finally exhausted his last patience and raised his voice.

Ichibi said, and Ichibi snatched the curtain from her hand. Song Yanzhu stubbornly refused to leave, and looked straight at him, trying to see some flaws in his face - but no, there was no smile on his face from beginning to end, only the indifference of looking at an irrelevant person.

This is not Tao Moyan, this is not ...... At least not after his amnesia. She suddenly remembered the sudden kiss last night, and he let go of her halfway through, and his eyes were so deep.

At that time, she was scared, and suddenly a chill rose......

"Tao Moyan, did you remember something?" She asked softly.

The scorching summer sun was shining on her face, and she was sweating like rain because of the rush all the way, and she was a little wolf at the moment. But there was a bit of hope in her eyes, and that little caution, even the clay pot felt soft-hearted.

The clay pot finally couldn't stand it anymore, jumped out of the carriage, and walked aside.

People came and went on the official road, Tao Moyan sat in the carriage, Song Yanzhu lay on the side of the carriage, the two didn't say a word, stubbornly looked at each other, and no one let anyone.

It seems that after a long time, the two are deadlocked, and Song Yanzhu has no intention of backing down.

Tao Moyan finally sighed and said, "Song Yanzhu, I remember everything." ”

Do you have a memory? Song Yanzhu felt a trace of joy in his heart, recovering his memory, he should know what happened in the past. It was not easy for her to let go of the knot in her heart and decide to accept him, why did he have such an attitude.

"You ......" she was about to speak, Tao Moyan suddenly raised his head, looking straight at her, his eyes were complicated: "Buddhism says that cause and effect have reincarnation, grievances and grievances are karma, and there is always a time when there are two clears." I didn't believe it before, but now I have to...... Song Yanzhu, I owe you a favor in my last life, and I have done my best in this life, and I have reported everything that should be reported......"

"You remember...... Once upon a time? The distant elder snorted at her lips, and she changed her words sharply.

Tao Moyan nodded, lowered his head and rubbed his legs, and said softly: "I originally thought that Yiqiē could start again, but you also saw ......"

When I looked up, I was helpless and self-deprecating: "I have fallen down like this now, I really don't dare to climb you." ”

Song Yanzhu's body was shocked, and the whole person was stunned in place... He remembered, he remembered everything. So his suddenly changed look last night, and her fear at that moment was not an illusion...... Tao Moyan, who never liked himself from beginning to end...... Coming back?!

She stood dumbfounded, retracting her hand little by little.

After a long time, the clay pot walked back, climbed into the carriage, and said softly: "Second Miss, you go back first." ”

As soon as the words fell, the carriage was about to run.

"No, it shouldn't be like this......" Song Yanzhu suddenly came back to his senses: It shouldn't be like this. She is not a fool, when he kissed her last night, she could tell whether it was sincere or false.

"Tao Moyan!" She lifted the corner of her skirt to chase, stepped on a stone under her feet, and staggered to the ground. Seeing the carriage drift away, she lost her strength and sat on the ground.

The sky was still clear, but in the blink of an eye, the sky changed, the black clouds were overhead, and a burst of thunder rang out, rumbling in her ears.

She raised her head helplessly, and saw the carriage that had gone away turn and stopped in front of her, and Tao Moyan, dressed in ink, got out of the car and dragged her broken legs step by step to her.

There were a few passers-by in the tea shed on the side of the road who were drinking tea, looking at the two of them and pointing, just guessing how handsome the face of the man in the carriage was, and at this moment, when he saw his figure, he immediately burst into laughter.

A ragged man crossed his feet and coaxed: "I said girl, you look so handsome, why do you fall in love with such a ruthless and unrighteous cripple!" ”

"Not really!" The proprietress who still had charm leaned on the edge of the tree and persuaded slowly and leisurely: "You chase him like this, but he is unmoved, and he will run away if you leave you." I see he just doesn't like you! In this world, there are too many two-legged men and sisters! Girl, my sister advises you, let it go! In this world, there are more good men, why should he be a cripple! ”

Tao Moyan walked with difficulty, all the gossip fell on his heart, and he only listened to the wind in his ears.

The person in front of him sat lonely, with the last bit of hope in his eyes, and watched him come over, get up, grab the corner of his clothes and say: "Tao Moyan, your leg can be cured, it will definitely be ......"

His heart suddenly softened, and he almost wanted to hug her, but he couldn't, and if he stayed one more step, he would never be able to go again.

lowered his head and said softly: "Song Yanzhu, I saw Dr. Lin last night. ”

Song Yanzhu's face stiffened, with a hint of pleading, and he shook his head and said, "I don't mind......"

"I mind!" Tao Moyan's heart ached, and his heart was pulled open, on the one hand, he wanted to hold her in his arms, but on the other hand, he let himself trample on his beauty.

As if his soul was withdrawn, he looked at himself condescendingly at her, and forced out a little mockery: "These days, it's only when I'm obsessed." Now I realize that the qiē I have done these days was originally to repay your love, and now that it is over, I finally woke up. Song Yanzhu, I still say the same ......"

He paused, used his last bit of strength, pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't like it, no one can force me." From now on, you take your sunny road, I take my single-plank bridge, and we will never get along with each other......"

turned around, took two steps, suddenly paused, and said word by word: "May you find a wishful husband in this life, don't ...... Don't run into people like me again. ”

The black clouds were heavy, and finally they could not be accumulated, and the storm fell in torrents.

Suddenly there was a low cry behind him, which fell on his heart, like thousands of needles piercing his heart, and every step he took, he was in pain.

He finally understood that from now on there would be a long way to go, and he would never be able to finish it in his life.

Song Yanzhu, goodbye.