(11) Away from hatred, but like spring grass, go farther and live

When Situ Yan woke up, he only remembered that a tear crossed the corner of his eye before he fell into a coma, but he didn't know why. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info When I wanted to come, I saw that my eyes were full of ice white, and lying under my body was a thousand-year-old cold ice transported from the cold mountain, here is a secret room created by Mo Lian according to Situ Yan's body, specifically for Situ Yan to treat his body.

"Miss, you're awake" Mo Lian has been staying by Situ Yan's side, feeling Situ Yan's slight movement and open eyes, her worried heart has finally calmed down.

"What time is it?"

"Miss has been in a coma for half a month." Although Mo Lian tried her best to hold back her crying, the warm liquid dripped on the back of Situ Yan's hand, as if it was burning in Situ Yan's heart.

"Xiaolian, why are you crying again?" This girl is good at everything, but she loves to cry too much.

"Why does Miss just not cherish herself so much? Is it worth wasting your vitality and wasting your heart and soul for the kind of woman who snatches your lover with you? ”

"There's nothing worthless, it's a life after all, and it's still someone who others care about, my body, I can save one by one, maybe my wish in my previous life may be to save people."

"But you are also a life, and you are also the person Mo Lian cares about the most!"

"Okay, well, I'll take care of myself in the future."

Situ Yan's waking up soon spread all over Kyoto, and there would be many people outside Situ Mansion every day, just to see this girl who began to become a legend more than ten years ago, and there were also people who came to visit every day, among them, Shangshu Mansion and the Prince's Mansion were the most active, but they were all blocked back one by one, and the ceremonial grandmother in the palace also arrived, but was sent by Situ Yan to teach Mo Lian, and Mo Lian was anxious at that time.

Situ Yuan is always very busy all day long, but he still accompanies his family with three meals a day, Mrs. Situ will do most of the day with Situ Jiao in Situ Yan every day, sometimes talk about the troubles of the brothers and sisters when they were young, talk about the interesting things about the days when Situ Yan was not there over the years, talk about the old man on the cold mountain or the white tiger, the three Situ brothers will change the law to make Situ Yan happy, but the ups and downs outside have not shaken the reunion of the Situ family.

"It's not long since I came back, I'm going to get married, my mother hasn't talked to you enough, she hasn't taught you how to be a wife, she hasn't taken a good look at you, and I'm going to leave again." As soon as she thought that Situ Yan was going to get married, Mrs. Situ couldn't hold back her tears, this is her youngest daughter, a daughter who hasn't had time to love well.

"My daughter is just married, and she will come back." All of a sudden, the two babies in the family are married, and there is always something missing in this family.

"Your father, I have always been unable to sleep recently, saying that I am afraid that you will be bullied when you go to the East Palace, and the prince has a sweetheart in his heart, and he heard that he is going to marry that woman as a side concubine, you are not familiar with the world, how can your father and mother bear to marry you off?"

"Mother" Situ Jiao wanted to stop it, but she was still said.

"Mother, I'll be fine" Everyone's worries she didn't understand, but she could only numbly pretend to be fine.

At night, Situ Yan played the song [Chaobai] again, maybe this song was the only fragment of her memory, but it was full of sadness, and the coldness seemed to have been carved into her bones a long time ago, and she was almost numb to the point of being unconscious, but it was finally a reminder of the torture of her pain.

Situ Yan thought, maybe this is fate, maybe it's the resentment of the previous life, that's why he deserves to be tortured like this, in this Situ Mansion, every minute and second that has passed, is telling about parting, and every minute and moment close to the marriage period is increasing the pain in Situ Yan's heart.

My father always sighed like nothing, my mother's advice, my eldest brother's worried eyes, the second sister's tears, the third brother's ridiculous words with loss, and the fourth brother's silent expression with heaviness. Again? Once, in that previous life, who was the most important person to me? What regrets do I have that I have in the future that I will not have time to complete? Who was I?