"Hurry up!" Song Yanzhu urged the coachman all the way, and when she arrived at the gate of Qingquan Villa, she got off the carriage directly. The keeper of the door is not a bystander, it is a pottery cup and a pottery cup. Song Yanzhu walked in murderously, Tao Zhan stretched out his hand to stop, and Tao Cup shouted: "Are you blind?" Where is there anyone! ”

Tao Zhan opened his mouth in surprise, isn't this talking nonsense with his eyes open, such a big living person, he can't see it?

Pointing at Song Yanzhu and said, "She, she, she ......" The young master said, if they can't stop people, their legs can't be saved!

"She's what she's doing!" The pottery cup covered the mouth of the pottery cup and dragged him aside, just as if he didn't see Song Yanzhu.

For the sake of the young master, even if it is worth breaking the leg by the young master.

Song Yanzhu walked to Xingzhi Hall with familiarity, and when he arrived at Xingzhi Hall, he paused. The hall was quiet, Tao Moyan's figure was reflected in the window, indescribably lonely and decadent.

She was stunned, walked in slowly, and saw Tao Moyan with her eyes open, frowning and looking for something on the table, until she searched for three or four times before she touched the teacup, frowned and took a sip, stood up again, and touched the side of the bed.

The tip of Song Yanzhu's nose was sour, and he took two steps closer, only to see that he was groping around for something, as if he heard something, he asked in a low voice, "Is it a clay pot?" ”

"It's me." The voice behind him sounded, and as soon as Song Yanzhu turned around, he saw the pottery pot standing behind him, answered quietly, and shook his head at Song Yanzhu.

Tao Moyan was reassured, touched it for a moment, and asked, "Why is the thing I put under the pillow missing?" ”

"Isn't it right under the pillow?" The clay pot walked two steps quickly to his side, lifted the pillow, and the thing was less than a few inches away from Tao Moyan's fingertips, picked it up, and put it in Tao Moyan's hand.

Tao Moyan gently stroked the wooden box, as if he had touched it thousands of times, and the red paint on the wooden box became smooth and shiny. He was reluctant to put it down, opened it, and found out the hairpin inside, which was the plum blossom hairpin he made for Song Yanzhu a long time ago.

"Are you all packed?"

"Packed up...... clay pot glanced at Song Yanzhu unexpectedly, as if answering and explaining, "Young master, do we really want to leave Jianzhou at night?" ”

"Hmm." Tao Moyan responded in a low voice, then lowered his head and touched the plum blossom hairpin, sent it into the box, and closed the lid, as if saying goodbye to the past, "Reluctant, reluctant, reluctant, how can she get it?" He whispered, ruthlessly, and handed out the plum blossom hairpin: "Find a place to bury it, I'm afraid it won't be used in the future." ”

His hand hung in the air, and he waited for a long time to see the clay pot come to him. There was a familiar smell in the air, and he heard a dull sob, so low, so familiar.

"Who!" He asked warily, the first time he panicked because he couldn't see the world. He stood up suddenly, and was about to put down what he was holding, but his hand was empty, and someone took it and slapped him in the face fiercely.

"It's you......" Tao Moyan was shocked.

Song Yanzhu finally couldn't help crying: What is this! What the fuck is this! He wanted to run away at night!

"Tao Moyan, what are you doing with me!" Song Yanzhu asked in a cold voice, "What are you doing with me?" ”

"Song Yanzhu!" He frowned and wanted to speak, but Song Yanzhu's words fell on him like a storm-

"I've finally lived again, why do I have to meet you? I told myself again and again, there is no me in your eyes, in the last life, I just wanted to grow old with you, but what about you, you slept in the same bed with Zhao Silian, and you abandoned me in a moment of crisis, how did I die in the end, you know! Tao Moyan, I hate you, I can't wait to skin you and cramp...... As soon as I closed my eyes, it was the way you hated me at the beginning, but you, you forgot everything, you chased after me again and again, reminding me again and again of the ...... of the previous life."

He Zeng didn't want to forget Jì, but every bit of their relationship since she was reborn made her discover a different him. How many times of life and death parting, it is like putting the two of them on the fire and tempering them for thousands of times, tempering their original faces.

He pursued him in spite of everything, and she carefully accepted it until death nearly separated him again, but brought a new life......

"You died for me again and again, when you were in Suzhou, you were in a coma, and I told myself, as long as you wake up, our past will be written off and start anew." Song Yanzhu said softly: "No matter what the truth of the previous life is, our past has been written off. Tao Moyan, whether you owe me or I owe you, forget it, it's just a dream of ours...... I just want you to wake up, wake up, and let's live happily. But what about you? ”

She choked softly, and the tears that she had endured for a long time fell silently.

Tao Moyan's face was slightly sad, he clearly heard Song Yanzhu crying, but he wanted to raise his head to wipe her tears, but he couldn't figure out the direction. Her questioning voice didn't shake him for a moment, but her muffled choking was like a sharp knife cutting through his heart.

"It's not like this, it's not ......" he shouted in his heart, his lips moved slightly, but Song Yanzhu shook his head and said, "Don't speak, otherwise I can't help but beat you." Tao Moyan, you said you woke up, and you remembered a qiē. But you didn't have a word of explanation about the things of the previous life, and you said you didn't want me anymore...... Is this fair to me? ”

Gradually, her cry rang out, from a faint sob, to a howl, and then to an accusation, "You say you don't like me, well, I'll stop forcing you!" You let me marry someone else, okay, I'll marry someone else, anyway, there are thousands of men in this world, and there will always be someone else without you! I thought that after separation, you and I would be better, but when I heard that you were not doing well, I panicked! What about you? As soon as you heard that something had happened to me, you rushed over without stopping...... Tao Moyan, you take me for a fool, but what about you? You can't even fool yourself, how can you fool others? You said that if you don't have me in your heart, you won't be afraid of five thunderstorms in the sky? You are like this, but you want me to marry someone else with peace of mind and live a stable life, aren't you afraid that I will be hit by five thunders from the sky? ”

Tao Moyan's mouth moved, and he wanted to say some cruel words, he wanted to say that he hated her for turning him into what he is now, and wanted to say that everything was her own passion, but when the words came to her mouth, she was a little weak: she was right, he didn't believe those words, how could he deceive others.

A confused figure suddenly appeared in front of him in the pitch black, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and a bright light pierced his eyes. After a long while, his lost vision returned to normal, and he finally saw the face of the person in front of him: pear blossoms with rain, and his eyelashes were wet......

He involuntarily stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but he endured it, sighed abruptly, and said leisurely: "Then what do you want me to do?" Song Yanzhu, my leg is lame, and I can't accompany you all over the mountains and rivers like an ordinary man. I'm blind, I can't even find a cup to drink, it's you crying, I want to wipe your tears for you, but I can't find your face...... When I left Jianzhou that day, I told the truth. Now that I'm falling behind like this, how can I drag you down again? ”

"Excuses!" Song Yanzhu hurriedly interrupted him and said, "Your leg is lame, but you can run so fast that I can't catch up?" What about blindness? I'm willing to be your eyes! I'm not afraid of your blindness, I'm only afraid of your blindness! ”

What is dragging, if it weren't for her, how could he end up in this step?

She said in a hoarse voice: "Tao Moyan, if you are determined and unwilling to marry me, I will not pester you." In the past, such as yesterday's death, I have said that I have come anew, and I will do what I say. Even if you want to cut me off, I don't want to owe you anything...... You are lame for me, you hurt your eyes, I can't do anything for you, then I'll give you back a pair of eyes! ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand, and under the candlelight, Tao Moyan finally saw clearly what she was holding - the plum blossom hairpin, the plum blossom hairpin he put in the box! She closed her eyes and swiped her face resolutely.

"Song Yanzhu, are you crazy!" He shouted loudly, walked up to her in three or two steps and was about to snatch the hairpin, and under the scuffle, the two fell to the ground.

She was right in front of his eyes, and it was the eyebrows and eyes that he had traced thousands of times in his dreams and paintings. But she's going to destroy it?

She is like a jewel in his heart, but she is going to destroy it with her own hands?

"Do you know what you're doing!" He asked angrily.

"What about you?" Song Yanzhu looked at him intently, and asked rhetorically: "God has given us a chance to start over, but do you want us to repeat the mistakes of the past?" ”

One sentence was like an empowerment, Tao Moyan was stunned at the moment, he surrounded her, she was half-leaning, making him suddenly think of his previous life, he knelt in front of her corpse, next to the voice of the little maid, "Young master, young grandmother...... Dead ......"

The image sent him shuddering.

For a long time, the deepest worry in his heart came up: he was just afraid that she would be unhappy, and even more afraid that she would become unhappy again because of himself.

In the end, it was because she was selfish, cowardly, and hesitant to move forward, so she became unhappy again, so what is he, this bastard, doing?

There was a sudden thunderclap outside the window, as if to confirm Song Yanzhu's words - "You said that if you don't have me in your heart, you won't be afraid of five thunderstorms in the sky?" ”

He trembled, looking at Song Yanzhu's hopeful eyes, and the sorrow stopped churning in an instant, and then turned into guilt and understanding. Compared to him, her bravery made him embarrassed. The haze that had been hanging over his heart was swept away by her, and the sincerity he had always been ashamed to face was □□ placed naked in front of him, where it was all her appearance, all of it.

He weighed with his hands trembling slightly, and finally couldn't help but raise one arm to clasp her shoulder, lean down again, and kiss her eyes: "Yan'er, I'm not afraid of five thunderstorms in the sky, I'm just afraid that you will be unhappy...... But this time, I'm willing to try. ”

They have wasted a lifetime of time, and it is not easy to get another chance, if they are destined to depend on each other for their lives in this life, then this time, he chooses-

Resigned.