She left the northern city with the baby in her arms and stopped in a small town in the southern part of the Central Plains.

Her departure once became the focus of the news at the beginning and end of Renhe Alley Tour.

Time flies by with a sneer, and memories are blurred and faded.

After a long time, Renhe Lane finally stranded her silently on the shore of the years. No one remembers the Lan family's daughter-in-law, her name, her appearance, the rumors about her...... It's like she's never here.

Only the old lady Lan in the twilight of rìrì leaned on the polished wooden door frame, thinking of her son who died young and her grandson who had a few slight connections, and she was sad.

The birth of a child has always been a mystery that has been entangled in her heart, and she will not be able to solve it for a long time, but she is afraid that she will take it into the ground.

His birth and Lan Tianyu's coffin were only half an hour apart.

It seems to be destined to pull an invisible thin thread from his soul, crossing the two realms and connecting with him.

She thought that the pale and haggard daughter-in-law in front of the grave was God's punishment for her unfaithfulness in the night, but she did not think that it was actually caused by the pain before childbirth.

Her perseverance was so strong that she stared straight at her husband's coffin, until the corners of the coffin were hidden by the last pinch of loess, and then it was instantly pitch black in front of her eyes, and she fainted in front of the grave.

The child was born on the way to the hospital and almost couldn't save his life.

This hateful woman not only killed her son, but also almost killed her grandson.

Mrs. Lan's dislike of her was even worse, and if it weren't for her grandson, she would never have gone to the hospital to take care of her.

In fact, the child is a month earlier than the budgeted delivery date, and it is already God's name to be able to protect it, and she is unpredictable, but she will suffer a deeper misunderstanding from her mother-in-law.

It was indeed her idea to let Lan Tianyu take the plane home, that was because the next day was Mrs. Lan's birth, and she wanted to prepare an unexpected surprise for her mother-in-law with Lan Tianyu.

However, everything is unpredictable, and the mother's birth rì becomes the son's sacrifice.

Thinking of her husband's death, she fell into deep self-blame and grief-stricken heart.

She would rather be misunderstood than tell her mother-in-law the truth, and she would rather repent alone than regret her elderly mother-in-law.

Every year, she would bring her children to his grave and give him a bouquet of Diana, just as he once knew he liked it, and then worked half a month in a flower shop to get it back.

She would arrive every year in the same rìzi where they met, with Diana of her own hand, with their children. It doesn't matter if she is in the mountains and the sea, or at the ends of the earth.

It was her love for him, the promise of eternal life.

She opened a flower shop in a small town, a small storefront, full of self-cultivated flowers.

Everyone in the town knows about the Tianyu Flower Shop, although it is so remote that people often have to go through a lot of trouble to find it at the end of a remote alley.

People say that Tianyu Flower Shop has two treasures: one is a beautiful, intelligent and elegant proprietor; The first is the pure, fragrant pure-bred flowers cultivated by the proprietress herself.

No one knows the origin of the name of the flower shop, just as mysterious as the day when the flower shop landed in the town. When it comes to people's questions, she always smiles and doesn't answer them silently.

She never revealed where she came from or why she chose to settle down in a small town. In people's eyes, she is smart and beautiful, and what she faintly reveals is a temperament that is detached from a small city woman, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

Florists are doing a thriving business, and they often need to book in advance to get the flowers they want, regardless of whether they are in high season or off-season. If you come across festivals such as Valentine's Day and Tanabata Festival, even if you go to the queue to make a reservation, you can't buy it. Until later, in the small city, as long as the flowers of the heavens, few women could refuse.

In the small town, only the flowers she cultivated have such magic, even if you don't love them, you can't help but love them.

She was content with the operation of a small shop, repeatedly avoided joining other stores, and even offered some conditions that were enough for her to spend the rest of her life in peace. She just wants an ordinary life, running a flower shop in peace and stability, and taking more time to take care of her children, and nothing else.

She doesn't open until 10 a.m. and closes at 2 p.m. every day. However, this did not affect the business of the flower shop in the slightest, and there was still a steady stream of people who came to buy flowers. Her flowers are always in short supply, and some of them will inevitably return empty-handed, however, from their expressions, you will not see the slightest disappointment, and they are content to see the demeanor of the proprietress in the manners of the hostess.

Naturally, she can hear these from other people's mouths. For these kind and kind people, she always reciprocates with a kind smile. Even though the queue in front of the store is long, she is also a kind and charming smile, and she is truly grateful.

The child is under the care of her jīng heart, long cute and charming. A pair of big round eyes, a pink face, smooth and delicate skin, and shiny and dense hair. The neighbors in the streets and alleys hugged them one by one, and they couldn't bear to put it down.

Her smile, along with the growth of the child, fills every corner of life.

That unforgettable pain seems to be hidden in an unknown corner little by little due to the healthy growth of the child, and the scar of the pain of the skin can gradually be exposed to the sun inch by inch.

The outline of happiness is probably like this, her dream is originally very plain, if the time continues like this in the afternoon, until the child grows up, then she can leave and go to heaven to accompany Lan Tianyu, and not let him be alone there for the rest of the year.

However, nightmares always come unexpectedly.

The sudden strange illness regarded her as a child of the heart, and she was devastated.

She was depleted of her resources and unable to diagnose the cause; I tried to get a doctor, but I couldn't get treatment. They couldn't do anything but shake their heads.

Her tears were dry, her voice was hoarse, her body was weak, her body collapsed.

She would rather suffer from a strange illness than suffer from the pain and suffering of the child who brought her hope and happiness. She could die, even without her care, leaving behind enough assets to sustain him until he grew up and stood on his own. However, the child is the hope of him and Lan Tianyu, if something goes wrong, even if he goes to heaven, he will not have the face to explain to Lan Tianyu.

Desperate, she is unwilling to let go of any glimmer of light ahead.

When she heard people say that there was a witch in the east of the city, who specialized in curing all kinds of strange diseases, and the law was cured...... Even if there is no belief in my heart, there is still a glint of hope in the depths of my eyes.

At that time, she had no way out, and any floating algae, even if it was only half a root, would ignite the raging flame of survival in her heart.

The memory of drowning in the desolation of time, she will never be able to forget.

But if you have had, you will understand.