The morning breeze in the forest blows the nose with the scent of damp wood, the shiny green leaves cannot bear the full dewdrops, let them slide gracefully like pearls, and some birds flutter their wings and swim in the undulating green sea. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The small yellow flowers swayed like calendula calyxes, and the tide flowed down from the top of the mountain, covering half of the hillside.

Xiao Jingrong stood beside Chu Siyan, his happy and pure gaze stayed on the top of a petal as light yellow as a goose feather, on which a purple bird roosted, spreading its wings and eager to fly.

And Chu Siyan, through the layers of bamboo forests, stayed on the continuous green leaves under the creeping flowers that looked like inverted eggs and had light purple stems.

She stood on the top of the windy mountain, with a swarthy col at her feet, a few bright colors faintly faint, and the believers of Lingyuan Temple were busy asking for lots and praying for blessings. Chu Siyan couldn't help but sigh at the men and women of all ages. It suddenly seemed to her that all good things were always one step away from her......

The mountain road under their feet was accompanied by green moss, falling behind Xiao Jingrong and them who were moving forward. Until she arrived at the gate of Lingyuan Temple, for some reason, Chu Siyan broke free of Xiao Jingrong's hand holding her, Xiao Jingrong was stunned, but she didn't ask her why. Retracted his hand into his sleeve, the smile on his face did not fade, but only crept up a little chill. Chu Siyan looked back at him, knowing that the person in front of him was a lot of heart, and explained softly: "Husband, the Buddha Gate is quiet." We still ......" Listening to this explanation, although Xiao Jingrong was relieved of Chu Siyan, he couldn't help the boredom in his heart. Is this true for all people? Inexplicably fearful of unknown existence, inexplicable believers in the gods of nothingness. Thinking of this, he followed Chu Siyan into the temple gate. Lingyuan Temple is a quiet place, less a little incense, people enter the temple gate, feel that the distractions in their hearts are gone, just want to move forward with peace of mind. Waiting to enter the Buddha Hall, in front of Chu Siyan's incense case, she took the incense and burned it, and her figure was blurred in Xiao Jingrong's vision in the incense mist, and the cyan color slipped down, and she had already knelt down. Xiao Jingrong looked at the Buddha statue and saw that the Buddha statue was solemn, with a look of forbearance between his eyebrows and a smile between his lips. The infatuated men and women who want to come and seek love in front of the Buddha come and go, and the love is entangled, I am afraid that the Buddha will also give birth to suffering, but since the Buddha has great wisdom, he will naturally laugh at it. Thinking of this, Xiao Jingrong untied the sachet on his waist, and reached out to light it by the candlestick of the incense case. The sachet was in the fire and disappeared in an instant, and when Xiao Jingrong opened his subconscious eyes, his hands were empty. I only felt a faint pain in my fingertips, and I thought that the flame that burned out at the end of the sachet burned me. Many feelings are like this, it will hurt when you let go, it will hurt when you let go, and then time passes, and when you think about it once in a while, you smile faintly, but you are young and frivolous, and you make a vow lightly. The mind is easy to knot, and after all, I have survived the lonely sycamore, and I can't endure the red dust in the world. Everyone wants to be happy, but happiness is like a broken bronze mirror, you have a fragment, meet another person with fragments, and feel happy. You will still feel happy when you meet someone with a shard again. The fragment in your hand is given to a man, and he is also taken from another person. Meet, leave, separate, repeatedly, many times you feel that the happiness in your hands is not as good as the happiness in the hands of others, and others feel that you will be happy if you have the only fragments he has. Because she felt happy when she held this piece of piece, but you knew it was just a piece of it. There are fragments in each hand, they are just small fragments on a bronze mirror, no matter how two people put them together, they will not get complete happiness, and they will cut their fingers, they will leave scars, and they will hurt. Xiao Jingrong's fingertips hurt, and he also felt a knife cut through his heart, as if his heart had been cut off an inch, burning into ashes with the flames. The love of his youth is already a tribute, and the people around him still need a warmth that they can rely on. Those who have loved can only be loved after all. After Chu Siyan got up, Xiao Jingrong helped her gently brush her somewhat messy hair, and walked in front of her stubbornly without saying a word.

It wasn't until he left the Buddhist hall and saw the sunshine outside that Xiao Jingrong stopped. He felt that he hadn't been in the sun for a long time, and he hadn't experienced this feeling of warmth. Chu Siyan followed behind him, listening to his breathing calm down little by little, and his heart also calmed down. Is the wish I asked for in front of the Buddha already fulfilled? What kind of affection does the man around him have, the woman in his heart, can he help him erase it. In love, there is no right or wrong, and it is not easy to talk about who loves whom, he is by your side and is willing to be by his side. Chu Siyan felt that maybe this was happiness, her father and mother had no words since they were children, and her two brothers and mothers also cared little about them. Only took care of herself from time to time, and she also remembered that once again, Brother Mu Yu reversed his mistake, and his father punished him for confinement. My brother hadn't eaten all day and was curled up in his bed alone. When he saw him in the room, Brother Mu Yu's eyes were like a wounded little beast, his eyes were full of sadness and sadness, as well as a little indifference and loneliness. At that moment, Chu Siyan felt in her heart that happiness meant that the family could be together, and any grievances and sadness could be said personally, so she felt happy. Now by his side, this man is willing to be with him, Chu Siyan feels that she can also let go of the fetters in her heart for him and let him live in her heart. The two of them stood in the sun for a long time, Xiao Jingrong quietly moved his steps, approached Chu Siyan a little closer, and looked at the overlapping figures of the two in the sun, and felt a trace of warmth in his heart. Stretched out his hand and gently hugged Chu Siyan. When he hugged her, Chu Siyan's shoulders trembled slightly, and she didn't refuse herself, and gently rested her head on her shoulder. Feeling that the person on her shoulder was still trembling slightly, Xiao Jingrong knew that there must be too many grievances in her heart that she had not spoken. "Siyan, these days, it's me who is sorry for you. Let you suffer from loneliness in vain, the deep courtyard of the palace, there is no freedom and happiness. The two of us are also at the mercy of fate, but I have hurt you for so long. Hearing him say this, Chu Siyan was also reminded of her past grievances, and she couldn't hold back her tears, but she still had to tell him what was in her heart, "Husband, I am already your wife." With you, Siyan just begs you to treat me well and don't leave. Husband, let's not separate, okay? Hearing Chu Siyan's words, Xiao Jingrong did not answer for a long time. He didn't know how to promise Chu Siyan, and his father's words faintly came in his ears, in this troubled world, if he lost his power and couldn't save his life, what kind of happiness could he talk about for a long time?

Xiao Jingrong was immersed in his thoughts, looking back at the current scenes, the New Year is approaching, which means that he is going to return home. When he came down from the Lingyuan Temple, the happiest and most relaxing time was a short time in the house. When he returned to the palace, he was still the same Xiao Jingrong who behaved elegantly and advanced and retreated. He has his own things to think about, and he has responsibilities to take on.

In the future, for the sake of his father's peace of mind, Xiao Jingrong can do it. But what he fears most is ruining people's marriages......

He hugged Chu Siyan in his arms tightly and made his promise beside her, "Siyan, we will not be separated, and no one can take you away from me." Siyan, you are my wife, and I will use my life to protect you and our family. "Hmm," Chu Siyan gently responded to Xiao Jingrong's promise. At one time, they both felt that their marriage was just a deal in a power struggle, and the two would never love each other for the rest of their lives. It's just an arrangement of fate, and no one predicted it. In the cold and dark time, everyone longs for a trace of warmth around them, someone to talk to and talk to them. All of these prayers and wishes they had had had been in the name of another person. But he forgot who was with him. After a long time, you will find that the person around you, although he can't give you the deepest impulse, has a constant waiting and companionship. Love may be vigorous, but the sea is dry and rotten, but it is the most beautiful lie. The final parting, deeply left in the wounds of the two, is difficult to heal. The person you love gives you a scar, but you can't leave it for you to heal, only the person who accompanies you silently accompanies you, waiting for your wound to heal, waiting for you to believe in the beauty of feelings again. Chu Siyan and Xiao Jingrong, maybe they don't have green love, but they have enough time to wait for happiness to come.

Half of the flowers bloomed, drunk and slightly drunk......

All the way back, Chu Siyan and Xiao Jingrong went down the scene, it can be said that it was unimpeded, obviously without any restraints, Chu Siyan showed his face to Xiao Jingrong. Her smile was bright and bright. is no longer the faint and cold smile that Xiao Jingrong had when he first saw him, nor was it the gentle and ethereal smile that he later grew. Her smile is like a child without the world, flamboyant, bright, bright!

I never realized before, in fact, she is also a very beautiful person......

Looking at the bright woman in front of him, he wanted her to know: "Yan'er, when the world is peaceful in the future, we can pick mulberry and plant chrysanthemums, and no longer ask about the world." Xiao Jingrong's eyes were particularly misty when he thought about these words. It's just that there seem to be too many beautiful things, and he doesn't want to think about it so much anymore, he is afraid that one day he will leave regrets. He walked behind Chu Siyan and gently hugged her body, leaning his head on her shoulder. Chu Siyan's body trembled slightly, but then she leaned peacefully into his arms and said, "Husband, it would be great if such a time could be permanent."

"Yan'er, there will be days like this in the future, silly girl, I have always treated you like that, and I am tired of being someone else. However, after all, you stole my heart, don't worry, no matter when, as long as you need me, I will be by your side, okay? ”

"Husband?" Chu Siyan felt unbelievable at the moment. I always feel that this sentence alone will make me very happy and joyful, but this kind of love is probably not said to her.

She couldn't believe it, "Do you want to stay together for a lifetime?" Chu Siyan muttered to herself.

Chu Siyan put her hand to her mouth and smiled sincerely: "Husband, no matter whether what you said to me today is true or not, Yan'er believes it." The years are good, and I am willing to be with you......

Yan'er, Xiao Jingrong also smiled happily. There is relief and happiness in that smile. Isn't it true that people live all their lives in the hope of having someone who can accompany them to the end of their lives, and he is content.

Let's go home. As the sun sets, the two return home under the light of the sunset.