Qinghe bought a pot of wine, and the sword in her hand was the one Qiao Meng used before, and now it has become Qinghe's saber.

The cemetery in the forest is still so quiet, the breeze is pleasant, but it is comfortable.

Qinghe walked to Qiao Meng's tomb, sat cross-legged, and opened the wine jug.

The tombs of Qiao Meng and Luo Shaoqiu were very close to each other, Qinghe first glanced at Luo Shaoqiu and said with a slight smile: "Shaoqiu, I won't accompany you, I came today to talk to Qiao Meng." ”

The three of them are in three seats, and they are very close, but they can't touch them.

Like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, Qinghe drank wine and said, "Qiao Meng, I'm leaving, with Ye Yizhi, you won't blame me." ”

The wind blew through her hair, as if a pair of gentle hands were caressing her, Qinghe closed his eyes to feel the wind: "The child's name is Qingmeng, and he has grown up a lot compared to when he was born, and he looks a little similar to you, but they all say that the child is more like me, if the child thinks how good you should be, looking at him is like seeing you." ”

Qinghe said and took another sip of wine: "Qiao Ling got married, just two days ago, I used to hate Qiao Ling, because he was always against you, but now I think Qiao Ling is cute and tight, and his demeanor is very similar to you sometimes." As he spoke, Qing He's voice choked up again.

"I went out this time, it will take a long time to come back, and in the Mid-Autumn Festival of the next year, I will bring you moon cakes back, which must have been eaten by you." Qinghe lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, his vision was very blurry, and he rubbed it much more clearly.

Qinghe sat there alone, for a long time, there was a lot of wine left in the pot, and she didn't have the heart to drink it anymore.

"Qiao Meng, you must wait for me, wait for me at the head of the bridge, don't drink Meng Po soup, wait for me to drink together, do you know?" Qinghe stood up, lowered his head and stroked the stone tablet: "Forgive me for my selfishness, I just need some time to raise Qingmeng and see me again when I am raised, you must not dislike me for getting old, and you must not dislike me for not being as good-looking as I am now, you know, otherwise, in the next life, I will definitely not meet you again." ”

The stopped wind blew again, gently brushing her body, as if someone was hugging her, Qinghe lowered his head and kissed on the stone tablet, and walked to Luo Shaoqiu's monument with a wine jug: "Shaoqiu still has some wine, I know you won't dislike me, just give it to you, I don't know if you have any wine anywhere, next time I drink something, I will leave some for you, remember to come and drink." ”

The clear wine with a faint aroma of wine spilled on the ground, and Qinghe poured the last wine in the pot.

The emaciated figure left little by little in front of the tombstone.

Vaguely, I seemed to see two figures standing in the forest, one was wearing dark soft armor and holding a spear in his hand, looking like he was smiling, and the other was dressed in white, with a gentle appearance and eyes full of tenderness, looking at the woman, and disappeared from here little by little, until he disappeared.

Ye Yizhi was holding Qingmeng, and when he saw Qinghe coming back, he greeted him: "Finished?" ”

Qinghe nodded: "Let's go." ”

Yu Chen stood at the door to see them off.

It's been another year!

The three-life tree of Liang State, and the night of the desert, Qinghe have seen it.

The day in June was a little hot, Qinghe sat in the boat holding Qingmeng, the scorching sun overhead, just holding an umbrella to shade the sun, Ye Yizhi sat opposite her without any scruples and enjoyed the sunshine, the boatman rowed a boat, Ye Yizhi said very comfortably: "I have been to many places, and I still think that the scenery of Yasukuni is the most beautiful." ”

"Mother." Qingmeng is not very good at speaking, and can only simply spit out a few words.

Qinghe looked at Qingmeng with a smile: "What's wrong!" ”

"Fish!" Qinghe said it indistinctly.

Qinghe looked at Qingmeng's line of sight, and sure enough, he saw a lot of small fish swimming in the water: "Sure enough, there are a lot of fish." Qinghe exclaimed.

Ye Yizhi was a little unhappy: "I'm talking to you." ”

Qinghe looked at Ye Yizhi blankly and then lowered his head: "Oh, it's beautiful." ”

"Perfunctory." Ye Yizhi pouted a little unhappily.

Qinghe looked at his appearance and felt funny, so he said: "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in two months, and I want to go to Luo's house." ”

"Understood, I'll go when the time comes!"

When a woman who was on a boat with them on the lake saw this, she said, "This lady, your husband is so gentle to you! ”

Qinghe pouted in surprise: "Where is my father-in-law?" ”

Ye Yizhi hurriedly stretched his head over: "It's here, here." ”

The behavior of the two made many people laugh, but Qinghe didn't laugh, she still couldn't let go of Qiao Meng.

Ye Yizhi looked at his expression and knew what she was thinking, but Ye Yizhi never said anything about Qinghe's heart.

But Ye Yizhi and Qinghe discussed, he will be the godfather of this child, and when he goes out in the future, this child is also a person with a father, and he will not be bullied, Qinghe thought about it and felt harmless, so he asked Qingmeng to call him father.

When the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, Qinghe and Ye Yizhi packed up some things and rushed to the capital of Dayu, because Qingmeng was still young, they were not in such a hurry when they were in a hurry, so when they arrived in Luofu, it was a little late.

When I went, the food was ready, and there were only a few of them.

Qiao Ling went to find a painter, and just like last time, everyone stood together and asked the painter to draw a picture.

At that time, the Yu family sisters and brothers were not there, and Ye Yizhi was no longer there, and now they are all there, but Qiao Mengluo Shaoqiu and Linjing are gone.

They never seem to be able to get together.

Qiao Meng's position was changed to Ye Yizhi, and the positions of Linjing and Luo Shaoqiu were replaced by Yu Wan and Yu Chen.

Jun Yan is also pregnant, Yuhe is so happy to see it, she is even happier than her daughter is pregnant, this is not allowed by Jun Yan, that is not allowed by Jun Yan, Qinghe is envious.

Wan Qi Zige walked up to Qinghe and Yeyi's side and asked, "How are you doing?" ”

Qinghe looked at Wan Qizige in wonder: "What's the matter?" ”

"The two of you spend all day together in the mountains and rivers, haven't you ever thought of marrying my daughter?" Although Wan Qizige said what he said to Ye Yizhi, the words were obviously said to Qinghe.

Ye Yizhi glanced at Qing He, and Qing He was a little unhappy: "Qiao Meng is still here, don't talk nonsense." ”

With that, Qinghe turned around angrily and left.

Ye Yizhi's expression was bitter, Wan Qi Zige sat in front of Ye Yizhi, patted Ye Yizhi's shoulder sympathetically and said, "I can help everything I can, and my daughter doesn't want to see me." ”

Ye Yizhi nodded: "Thank you, senior, I will continue to work hard." ”

When Qinghe walked to Jun Yan's side, she glanced back at Ye Yizhi and them, but unfortunately happened to meet Ye Yizhi's eyes, she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, a little embarrassed.

The day after the festival, Qinghe went to Qiao Meng's cemetery with Qingmeng, Qingmeng was still young and didn't know the relationship between the people buried there and himself, Qinghe said: "Qiao Meng, you see, my son has grown up, isn't it cute." ”

Qingmeng seemed to be a little strange, and had been lying quietly in Qinghe's arms, with her little hands tightly tugging on Qinghe's clothes.

"What's wrong with Qingmeng, this is your father, you remember, this is your biological father." Qinghe's voice was very gentle.

Qingmeng suddenly cried, louder than usual, Qinghe couldn't coax it, so he had to say goodbye to Qiao Meng.

When Qinghe left, she seemed to hear a sigh behind her, but when she looked back, she didn't see a figure, she gently patted Qingmeng's back, and finally turned away.

There has been no news of Linjing for many years, and Qinghe often thinks about it, but he can't find Linjing.

The killers in Xingyue Tower are like clouds, and I don't know when they started to have three more children.

Qingmeng is holding a wooden sword, his appearance is similar to Qinghe, but his demeanor is exactly the same as Qiao Meng, Ye Yizhi will sigh infinitely every time he sees this, this child is really similar to his father.

"Brother." Two children who looked almost the same ran towards Qingmeng with steps.

Whenever this happens, Qingmeng will put down what he is doing and walk towards them with a smile: "What's wrong?" ”

At this time, Qingmeng was only seven years old, these two children were dragon and phoenix fetuses, and the two sisters and brothers were both four years old, and they were the children of Qinghe and Ye Yizhi.

As for how Ye Yizhi married Qinghe, it still has to start from one day five years ago.

I remember that night the wind was blowing and the rain was coming, Qingmeng had a high fever but there was no medical hall around, Ye Yizhi didn't say a word, he went to the medical center with Qingmeng, asked one by one, and looked for it one by one.

Qinghe followed behind, and her physical strength was exhausted, so Ye Yizhi settled her in one place and went to find her by herself.

When he came back, the sky was already bright, the child's fever had subsided, but Ye Yizhi was sick, and then Qing He took the two people to the hospital, and the doctor was startled when he saw Ye Yizhi and said: "This son brought this child to see a doctor last night, and it rained so heavily at night, the child didn't get wet at all, and he didn't have time to change his face, and he took care of the child all night, and Mrs. really found a good husband." The doctor sighed.

Qinghe didn't speak, just held Qingmeng and kept looking at Ye Yizhi, he had been by his side for so long, Ye Yizhi was good, she didn't notice it, she just couldn't accept it, she couldn't forget Qiao Meng in her heart and accept Ye Yizhi's goodness at the same time, she thought about Ye Yizhi immediately, and she would bring Qingmeng up by herself.

But every time she was leaving, she would be discovered by Ye Yizhi, and he said to Qinghe in an almost pleading tone: "You can dislike me, and you don't want to marry me, but can you not leave me like this cruelly, I don't want anything, as long as you stay by my side all the time." ”

Maybe it was the emotion of Ye Yizhi's words, or maybe Qinghe was soft-hearted, she tried to accept Ye Yizhi.

It's just Qiao Meng, she may never forget, life is still going on, she can accept others intruding into her life, but she won't move where she should leave it, which Ye Yizhi understands and can accept.

Qingmeng gently patted the heads of the two of them and smiled: "Mother? ”

"Luo Xing said, my mother went to make money." Qingqing said, Qingqing is the elder sister, Qingyan is the younger brother, the sister is lively, and the younger brother is quiet.

"Make money?"

Qingmeng led the two of them towards Ye Yizhi's study, only to see Ye Yizhi sitting in the house reading a book, and when he saw the three children coming, he put the book down, and smiled at them with a slight smile: "How did you get here?" ”

Qingmeng walked over and was a little puzzled: "Dad, my sister said that my mother went to make money, what's the matter?" ”

Ye Yizhi lowered his head and coughed twice, how to say this: "Your mother has taken a task, and the remuneration is not small." ”

"Mission, isn't the task of Xingyue Tower to collect money and kill people!" Qingmeng said in surprise: "My mother is going to ......"

Ye Yizhi nodded: "It's good to know, don't say it." ”

Qingmeng was silent.

When Qinghe came back in the evening, there was one more person beside him, dusty, and his appearance was a little familiar.

Ye Yizhi was waiting for Qinghe in front of the door with Qingqing and the children, only to see Qinghe drag the person behind him over: "Guess who I met?" ”

"Who?"

Qing He smiled and took off the cloak on Linjing's head, the familiar appearance, but he grew up a lot: "Linjing? ”

Ye Yizhi has seen Linjing, although he is not as familiar with her as Qinghe, but he is not a stranger, after all, when he was in Jing'an, he still got along for a while.

"Mother? Who is Linjing? Qingmeng asked.

Lin Jing looked at Qingmeng, his eyes trembled slightly: "When I left back then, he was not born yet, and now he is so old." ”

"yes, time flies." Qinghe hugged Qingyan and said, "Let's go into the house, I have something I want to tell you." ”

The house was brightly lit, Qingmeng took his younger brothers and sisters to sleep, the three of them sat in the house, and Linjing was a little uneasy: "What do you want to tell me?" ”

Qinghe glanced at Linjing and said, "Come back with us in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year." ”

Linjing hesitated: "I don't really want to go back." ”

"Is it because of Yu Wan?" Qinghe asked, Linjing didn't look over and didn't speak, Qinghe sighed and said: "It's been seven years, what will change dramatically in seven years, Linjing, Yu Wan has been alone, he has been waiting for you." ”

"I don't want to see him."

"Why?" Qinghe asked.

Linjing was silent, after so many years, she seemed to have forgotten why she left Yu Wan in the first place, in the past seven years, she has traveled a lot, worked as a teacher, and been pursued by many rich sons, but she has never accepted anyone, because he always thinks of Yu Wan, saying that she doesn't want Yu Wan to be fake, but if she really wants to face Yu Wan, she doesn't know how to face it.

Ye Yizhi has often guessed Qinghe's thoughts over the years, and he has long been a person who can guess what others are thinking by looking at his expression, he said: "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, we got together, not to see anyone, just to get together with friends, you haven't seen Junyan's child yet." ”

"Jun Yan also has a child?"

"yes, the kids are five years old." Ye Yizhi said.

Qinghe also understood what Ye Yizhi meant: "There is one more person on this year's portrait. ”

Jun Yan pursed his lips and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Let's go." ”

In fact, Jun Yan didn't want to go, but she lacked a reason to go there, she had been to many places, but she was afraid of where to avoid it, she wanted to meet Yu Wan, and she was afraid of embarrassment after encountering, every time, she was entangled in this contradictory heart, every time she went to a place she was entangled, she had been thinking every day for seven years that she might meet Dao Yu Wan, but she had not encountered it once in seven years.

Yu Wan is in the capital, where she doesn't go, just wait for her to come back, go anywhere in Linjing, just don't go to the capital, afraid of meeting her, the two were separated for seven years.