The afternoon sun gently poured into the study of the Ye family's attic, and through the carved windows, bright spots of light were printed on the ground. Ye Wan leaned against the corner of the bookshelf with his knees crossed, his cheeks were mottled with tears, and there were letters scattered on the ground without addresses. Ye Wan remembered the words of Ye Chenglin again.

"Guanguan, dad is leaving. Alas...... Dad has been thinking about your mother all his life, thinking about whether we can still have a child, Dad has finished this life after thinking about it. In fact, I've been sick for a long time, and if I can find you before I die, my father can close his eyes. The people in the town said that I was an old man who didn't understand people, and my father wrote letters for many years...... Write to your mother...... She didn't see ...... after all."

"Guanguan, the books I have been making wine for so many years and the letters to your mother are all in the study, my father has no ability, and he failed to make you happy when he was alive, and he left this little thing when he died......"

"Don't cry, don't cry......"

The letterhead on the ground is old and new, like a snake that glides quickly, shedding its coat before growth, layer upon layer, all painstaking efforts, and it is all a part of the once inseparable that is difficult to let go. The name of this snake should be the years.

It is said that such a tragic story of the end of the world is full of sorrow. However, in Ye Cheng's letters, some of them are full of hope for a better tomorrow and deep love under the words of peace and truth.

"Yun'er, there was another matchmaker just now. I won't marry anyone else, don't worry. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I haven't seen you for the fifth year. How much longer, I don't know, but I'll keep looking for you. I asked you to wait for me, and I believed that we would meet again.

A few days ago, I met Zhang Carpenter, who used to live on the street opposite your house, do you remember, I asked about you, although he didn't know, but he comforted me a few words.

I'm wondering, why can't I find you, don't you want me to find it? Then I felt that I was really useless, I couldn't find you, and I blamed you for your fault.

I always feel that we have a daughter, and you have suffered, and if you take her alone, the child will also suffer. I brewed three jars of daughter red for the child and pressed it in the southeast corner of the backyard of the tavern. I was thinking about giving my daughter a dowry. At that time, you must have praised me for my vision.

Yun'er, the moon in the sky is so beautiful. ”

"Yun'er, at this time in previous years, the peach blossoms have bloomed. But why is it still so cold this year? It's getting colder......"

"Yun'er, there is a light market in Qingshui Town tonight, do you remember the lotus lantern we put together, what wish did you make at that time and still not tell me......"

"Yun'er, Guanguan has been recovered, and he is a well-behaved child. But I didn't find you after all, don't be afraid, you wait for me, I'll go down to find you......"

"Yun'er, wait for my last few days, I feel like it's coming to ......"

Ye Wan seemed to see, in this study, how many times Ye Cheng looked at the bright moon, his eyes extended to the far and empty sky, sighing alone for so many years of lonely time, and then thinking of the hope that might be faint in a corner, his eyes flashed again.

Although Ye Wan can't remember the past, she is still deeply touched by such feelings between parents. Thinking that Li Yun is also like this, he is willing to miss the pain of missing.

Ye Wan wanted to see the three altars of daughter red. Now it has been more than ten years, this is the daughter of Santan, Hong, who must have exhausted the best materials that Ye Chengli could do, and a loving father's heart that has nowhere to put it.

Because the tavern didn't have much business, and he ran into the weirdo who named a gold leaf to drink mulberry wine, Ye Wan simply dropped the wine flag and closed the door early. I tied a silk scarf on my head, and I didn't know where to find a small shovel and a big bamboo basket, so I went to turn over the three altars and the daughter was red.

The town where the Ye family lives is called Qingshui Town, because there is a river called Qingshui River that surrounds the town, and the river water is clear and sweet. Because of this river, the town drinks tea and wine, and lives a small life with relish.

The red and fragrant fragrance of this daughter was already unconfined as soon as the soil was loosened, and it went straight to Ye Guan's nose, and Ye Guan's heart was itchy.

"Peng!" Ye Wan opened a jar, leaned against the courtyard wall of the backyard, sat on the ground, held the wine, sighed in praise while drinking, and muttered, he should be sighing for a happy and complete life at this moment. The usually bright and calm eyes, gentle and quiet people, now their eyes are full of smart vitality, and the corners of their mouths are also raised with satisfaction. The fragrance of this old wine alone was enough to make Ye Guan drunk once, and after a few sips, his eyes began to fog, and his mouth still let out a satisfied sigh from time to time.

In the hidden place not far away, a pair of peach blossom eyes quietly looked at the drunk girl under the moon, in the courtyard like water, this girl also had a delicate attitude, the corner of the man's lips hooked, and slowly walked towards the girl.

Ye Wan slept quickly, and the sound of even breathing was very commensurate with this quiet courtyard. The man approached, lying on the ground and looking at Ye Wan's comfortable expression in his sleep. As she looked at it, the girl's expression suddenly became very sad, her brows were locked, her fingers clenched her sleeves, and when she looked closely, she bit her lower lip white because of the fluctuation of her feelings.

"Who is Yuexiao... Who is Yuexiao... Don't go..."Ye Guan's body trembled a little, as if he was frozen, his hands and feet were tightly attached to his body, and his eyelashes were slightly wet.

It was another huge moon, and the man's low voice kept repeating the name "Yueyu", probably because he was a little confused by drunkenness. At night, the wind on the top of the mountain was very strong and a little cool, and the man's sleeves were particularly wide, and the wind passed through the top of the mountain, making the hunting sound of the clothes, but the man with a slightly thin back was not affected by the wind at all, and only cared about the sadness.

Probably because of this drunkenness, Ye Wan repeated that sad and hazy dream again.

The man gently stroked Ye Wan's head, giving the overwhelmed girl a little comfort. The ten fingers are slender and crystal clear. The man saw that Ye Wan slowly calmed down, so he simply sat down next to Ye Guan, looked at Ye Guan, and then cast his eyes into the ethereal air, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

The wind gently blows the leaves of the shrubs in the courtyard, gently blows the flowing fragrance of flowers, and gently blows the insects and birds chirping on this summer night. The people of the town have been living for a day, and now they are all dreaming with their loved ones and partners. The man looked at the sleeping girl beside him, and his eyes were dimly changing. The gentle hand tapped lightly on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and leaned back with his head slightly raised. If anyone sees this picture, it will seem as if time has stood still in this courtyard.