This pair of men and women, who seem to have a huge age difference, are in mixed moods at this time, but they are sincere!

She became a golden branch, Ma Weiguo felt guilty, and felt that the dirty burden that had been hidden in his heart for a long time could finally be let go, but he felt relaxed and his heart brightened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for Jin Zhi, she finally resolved her hatred for Ma Weiguo, and she also felt relaxed and brightened up in her heart.

Miss Lawrence didn't know what they were talking about, and she didn't know which one they were playing, but when she saw that Mr. and Miss were clasping hands tightly together, she thought that the lovers had reconciled again, and she smiled knowingly!

That night, Provence fell its first light snow since the beginning of winter.

The snow flew and covered the scorched dryness of the lavender fields and vineyards, on the ancient trees of the sky, over the quiet villages, over the towers of the castle.

The next day the snow stopped at dawn, and the whole of Provence was covered with a thin quilt, and it seemed that the new year Provence was about to have a good harvest.

After a night's rest, the old horse recovered a lot, and he came out of the room in good spirits, and looked at Mr. Ma with pleasure in the dining room.

"Dear sir, I am glad to see you refreshed!"

"I also want to thank you for taking care of me all the time, maybe I'm really too weak!"

"Oh sir, you can't say that, everyone has difficulties in life, and if you can survive it, you will already be a real knight!"

Ma Weiguo smiled, and accepted Miss Lawrence's praise.

If it weren't for Miss Lawrence, he wouldn't know what would have happened to Ninevie Manor.

"Ai, no, no, what about Miss Jinzhi?"

"Since Miss Jin Zhi came here, she has loved the tea room that receives Chinese guests, and I think she should be there!"

Miss Lawrence already knew from Liu Kai's mouth that the real name of this "Miss Ai" was Duan Jinzhi, and she paid attention to these details of etiquette, otherwise she would not have succeeded in being the housekeeper of such a large manor for several years.

"Oh......" Lao Ma hurriedly ate a few bites of breakfast and went up to the tea room on the second floor.

This Chinese-style tea room is a special place for Feng Wanying to receive distinguished guests when she is there, these important guests are from China, and some are from different parts of the world, of course, Feng Wanying herself also likes to spend time here, I can't imagine that this Miss Duan Jinzhi also likes here.

Lao Ma wanted to knock on the door, but he was deeply attracted by the beautiful song inside, which was a kind of ancient Dongjing song, a kind of ancient court music, which was sung in a language that Lao Ma did not understand.

Jin Zhi has always liked to sing this kind of song, from the time she took off her veil in the hospital to the terrace at No. 135 Jishan Road, Lao Ma didn't know the origin.

In the past, he showed that he didn't care because he was too afraid of losing the resurrected Xiaoya in his heart, but now the situation is different, and he must understand a thing or two.

He gently pushed the door in, and quietly sat in the Ming Dynasty rosewood chair with good pulp.

The snow in Provence ushered in a sunny day, and the morning sun poured in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and those rays of sunlight were unsparing on a young girl wearing a white and delicate lace robe with a row of old Chinese buckles at the neckline.

The girl is concentrating on stroking the piano, her black hair hangs down a few strands of green silk, and her high bun sways gently, and the girl sings euphemistically with the sound of the piano.

The old horse was stunned and stupid, where is this person, this is clearly Chang'e in the moon, the fairy in the clouds, and this is clearly Xiaoya who will never come back.

Seeing the old horse, the girl sang in Chinese instead:

"There are beautiful women in the north,

Peerless and independent,

A look at the city,

Looking at the country again,

Rather than know the city and the country,

It's hard to get a beautiful woman!

It's hard to get ...... beauty."

The old horse's tears flowed involuntarily from the corners of his eyes with crow's feet, "It's hard to get a beautiful woman again, it's hard to get a beautiful woman again......" The old horse muttered.

The girl hung the Huizong's "Yunshang" guqin back to its original position, and came to sit down next to the old horse.

"Patriotic ...... Please let me call you that, okay? Wei! ”

The old horse wiped his tears like an obedient child and nodded.

"Weiguo, in the days we spent together in Gulangyu, I have deeply understood your pain!"

The girl gently took the old horse's hand, just like when she was in Gulangyu.

"Wei Guo, in fact, if I can't recover my memory, I also wish I was Xiaoya.

What a blessed girl this is, loved by a man all her life deeply and without regrets, this love to the bone marrow, hurts the heart!

It's just that fate is always like this, and it doesn't work according to the logic we envisioned.

I hated you, hated all the things you did to me, hated all the lies you told me.

But yesterday I decided to let go of this burden of hatred in my heart and forgive you completely! ”

"Really? Golden Bough? ”

"It's true, Patriotic Nation. My mother said that when you hate others, you hurt yourself, so I forgive you and save myself! ”

"Jin Zhi, who is your grandmother?" Ma Weiguo said and lowered his head in shame.

"I've always wanted to ask you, where is your home? Where are you from?? It's just me、I don't dare ask! Please forgive me Jin Zhi, I'm afraid of losing 'Xiaoya'! ”

Ever since he saved this mysterious woman, he has been full of questions about this woman, but he doesn't dare to ask, he is not afraid of this woman, he is really afraid of losing Xiaoya again.

"Weiguo, I understand all this, and you don't want guilt to become another psychological burden for you! I have forgiven you in the hope that we can all face all the realities properly.

Before I came to France, I thought about telling you all the truth, and in the end I decided to tell you everything. All of this is not only the fact that I am a golden branch, but also some things that you can't understand!

You may be shocked and unbelievable when I tell you, but since fate binds us together, there must be reasons that ordinary people cannot understand......"

Ma Weiguo listened to every word that this hollow valley-like woman who could only meet in a dream said to him for many years, and he had completely understood that she was really not Xiaoya, and every word she said did not match her childish girl's appearance.

"It's a long story, I'm going to tell you slowly, do you have the patience? Because I'm no longer your Xiaoya, I'm the Golden Branch! Duan Jinzhi looked at Ma Weiguo with her clear eyes like black grapes, and these eyes that were exactly the same as Xiaoya made Ma Weiguo's heart soften again in an instant.