Xu Boqing stayed in the shed that originally belonged to Zhao Tianrui, which was closely connected to the shed where Jiang Lingyi lived, and he listened to the sound of rustling over there, and felt extremely satisfied. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She is not the same as before, although she still doesn't talk much, but she already knows how to say what is in her heart.

Reliving a life, his greatest wish is to take care of this woman who owes a lifetime, even if that woman is not her in that life.

God treats him well, and she has also crossed. That life is over, and this life has just begun.

From the new life, he must turn into a happy end.

He tried hard to recall Jiang Lingyi in that life, and he found that the picture was pitiful. What I remember most vividly is the night of farewell. He asked her to go to the lake and ask about Jin'er.

It is rumored in the house that Cheng Jin'er died because Jiang Lingyi and Jiang poisoned her diet. He didn't know if it was true or not, so he asked Jiang Lingyi to meet by the lake.

The lake is not big, because it is connected to the green garden where Jiang Lingyi lives and the Jin Garden where Cheng Jin'er lives, so he set the location of the meeting by the lake.

That night, the north wind blew suddenly. She was dressed in plain clothes, with no jewelry, her dark hair was pulled up haphazardly, and there was an indifferent beauty, and her eyes were dull, which was discounted.

She looked at him and asked softly, her voice whispering, "Do you believe it?" "She was very thin, as if she had just entered the house, as if she was going to die with the wind at any moment.

Naturally, he didn't take it to heart, and just replied lightly, "I want to hear from you." "He's so calm. His father and his family have always been proud of his composure, and he has always tried to keep all his emotions in his heart and do what everyone expects from him.

The last glimmer of brilliance in her eyes also disappeared, like dead ashes, "I did it, it has nothing to do with my aunt, my aunt is no longer there, don't doubt her." ”

Anger ignited in his eyes, and in just a moment, he forced it down, she was already his wife, what could he do to her. Not wanting to listen any further, he brushed his sleeves away.

Her voice came from behind her, "Xu Boqing." ”

It was the first time she had called him that, to be exact, it was the first time she had called him, she had spoken to him, never called him, not before marriage, not after marriage.

Of course he didn't mind.

He went on,

Her low voice came from behind her, "Farewell." ”

His heart jumped, and he had a bad premonition, and hurriedly turned around, only to hear her voice in the wind, as if it was a poem, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

The emaciated figure had jumped into the cold lake with his skirt in his hand.

He hurried to the lake, flustered and overwhelmed. This feeling is very similar to Cheng Jin'er's mood when she died.

Her body was recovered.

His life was completely disrupted.

Without comfortable clothes, without delicious meals, all his comforts vanished with her departure.

With mixed feelings, he stepped into the Green Garden for the first time, and her room was plain and unfurnished.

Jin'er is different, Jin'er likes to arrange the room magnificently, he doesn't like it.

He suddenly found that he and her were very similar in many ways, and together with such thoughts, he felt more and more that they were the same kind of people at all. The same bad words, the same hiding all emotions in the heart, the same can't be true to themselves.

He sat on her bed, which was supposed to be their marriage bed, which had belonged to her alone, and now he was the only one left.

A corner of the pillow was exposed, he took it out and saw that it was a medical book, he remembered in a trance that she had just entered the house that year, borrowed books from the study, and looked extremely embarrassed, and said with a crying voice, "I can't remember, I just remember what the book is called." ”

She was so humble that she couldn't even remember the title of a book, so naturally he wouldn't take it to heart. He already had a cousin by his side, how could he notice her dodgy gaze?

He gently opened the medical book, and there was a line of small words written on the title page.

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy."

The handwriting was very immature, but he suddenly remembered that she had read this poem when she threw herself into the lake. It's vaguely this sentence.

Thinking about it like this, his heart was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the whole person had no strength.

He had read so many poetry books, how could he not know the meaning of this small line.

He never knew that there was such a vague love hidden in her heart, the humility of love, and the helplessness of love.

Such a poem was presented to him after her death, and he was so confused.

At that time, he was still the prince of Fu Yin, he was not majestic or not, he was like a beautiful flower beside him, and everyone praised him everywhere he went, and he didn't know how precious a woman's sincerity was at that time.

But now, the family is in the middle, although there is no worry about food and clothing, but my father was dismissed, and the family is no longer what it used to be. Jin'er gave birth to a two-headed child, died of fright, and the news spread far and wide.

He lost his mother when he was a child, and his father was dismissed, and now that his wife and son are dead, it began to spread that he was a father and a mother, and a wife and a son, such rumors instantly spread all over the streets and alleys, and no one was willing to marry his daughter to him.

He didn't want to marry again, and the Xu family had no successor.

His stepmother, Jiang, proposed to marry his niece who was raised by his side. There was no objection from the house.

She has no father, no mother, and no one wants to marry.

He has a wife and children, and no one dares to marry.

It's a match made in heaven, and that's it.

When he was proud, such a woman couldn't get into his eyes.

I didn't expect it to be a match made in heaven.

He looked at the woman standing beside him, cowering without any demeanor, and his heart became more and more nostalgic for Jin'er, Jin'er's knowledge, Jin'er's exit, Jin'er's smile, all of which were incomparable to this woman born in a poor family.

He hid his mind and was polite to her.

She was a good wife. Keep your home in order.

He was not a good husband. Never set foot in her room.

At that time, he suffered from the warmth and coldness of people, experienced life and death, and was immersed in his own emotions and could not extricate himself.

She shushed the cold and asked for warmth, but he didn't hear it.

She looked forward to it, and he took a detour.

Once she lived and died, he tasted this sad and bone-chilling parting.

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, dripping on the title page of the heart, the word slowly blurred, he hurriedly wiped it away, the heart word was already a little blurred.

Just like her heart.

After all, one of her intentions was let down by him.