The residual light is dim,

lonely pillow cold,

cold couch bed,

Bitter medicine is swallowed alone.

The moon is sparse and the stars are hanging,

Fifteen Lantern Festival,

Who's watching?

unscrupulous,

Empty laments,

Wooden fish knock down,

The scriptures are torn up.

meditative meditation ginseng,

Love is the most difficult to break,

Loveless in the world!

Sorrow is poisonous, heartbroken and wounded, Jianming regrets because of the past, depressed for several days, busy renting land during the day, and sleeping alone in the dormitory of the office building at night, living as a puppet.

The days of the first month passed day after day, and in the blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth month again. Every day, there will be thousands of trees in the county to put up lights, like thousands of flowers competing to bloom in the dark night, and there are lanterns in the ancient city at night, young people, always hand in hand to join in the fun.

On the occasion of the festive season, Jian Ming was even more sad, and he was actually infected with wind and cold, headache, and his body was hot and cold. He was about to drive to the hospital for treatment, but Bai Yao, who stayed on the rented land, suddenly came to visit with medicine, and the beauty was so gentle that people wanted to enter Feifei.

"Brother Ming, I saw that you had a cold at noon, I have medicine here, let's take it quickly."

"Well, Bai Yao, thank you." (Jian Ming was moved to cry, he had been looking for his daughter-in-law, but he didn't expect to be looking for her thousands of times, but this person was in the dim light!) ）

"Hehe, you're welcome, take your medicine quickly." (Bai Yao's beautiful eyes were longing, and the tenderness in her mouth was like water, but her body was like taking root, and she didn't pour water for the sword sound.) ）

Even so, Jian Ming was still very moved, looking at the beautiful Bai Yao, he couldn't help but be a little secretly happy, he could have such a beautiful woman as his wife, and he would have no regrets in this life!

"Bai Yao, you are also from Bai Village, right?"

"Yes, I'm from the White Village. Brother Ming, are you still going to the county seat to play today? ”

"Oh, I'm not going, I'm very uncomfortable now, and I want to rest."

"Hehe, that's right, you stay and watch the house, we all have to go play."

Jianming: "......"

Bai Yao ruthlessly shattered Jian Ming's dream, thinking that the beauty had intended to secretly promise, who would have thought that it would be like this, how could it not break his heart even more?

Jian Ming looked at Bai Yao, who was happily leaving, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, she was also a girl from Bai Village, but this girl was less than one-ten-thousandth of Bai Yunmeng's. If Bai Yunmeng knew that he was sick, he would stay and take care of him, and he would never leave him sick alone, even if Gao Min would make a bed for him and urge him to go to bed to rest, but this girl ......

"Alas, a woman's gentleness is only for her husband, and I pity me, a bachelor, and I can only take care of myself."

The empty rented land, the lonely pillow of Jian Ming, and the torment of a splitting headache made it difficult for him to sleep at all, and all he could hear in his ears was the roar of the wind on the mountain, the churning of the river, and the noise of dogs barking and pigs in the distance.

The body was hot and cold, the pills were eaten again and again, Jian Ming was tortured by the pain to the point of weakness, but his brain was clear. He thought of Huang Yang, this person has been busy all his life, but because he has a good wife, although he is paralyzed in bed and unable to move, he also has hot tea and hot meals every day, and he-

There are dozens of empty factories, hundreds of empty fertile fields, and when he is sick, no one is willing to serve him tea and water, how can this not be sentimental?

"Alas, if I had known that there was today's desolation, I would not have been angry anyway, let alone break up lightly. It's really sad to live alone, if you are seriously ill and orphaned, I'm afraid no one will even know that the body is rotten. No, I have to do my best to find a daughter-in-law, even if I buy it with money, I have to end my single life. ”

Jian Ming's sad self-talk, the pain of illness, made him understand the loneliness of a single pillow, and the mutual affection of Huang Yang and his wife also made him understand the importance of marriage. Although he no longer believes in love, although he is not used to the hypocrisy of women, he still believes in marriage and the love of staying together.

The disease raged all night, and when the morning sun rose the next day, Jian Ming floated weakly to the restaurant, but sadly found that the bowl was already clean, and no one left a grain of rice for him.

"Alas, these rabbit cubs, in vain I usually treat them so well, and they repay me like this, it's really heartless."

The sick body is unbearable to move the pot, Jianming can only call Shui Zhenggang, there are hundreds of employees, and the only one who can really call at will is this younger brother.

"Zhenggang, I'm sick, and now no one takes care of me, you bring some to eat, cough cough ......"

"Ah, so miserable? Brother, we're at the station, we'll be over in a while, have you taken your medicine? ”

"I took the medicine, but I haven't eaten the meal, and I'm a little hungry. You ......, your boy has found a daughter-in-law? ”

"Haha, of course, it's not difficult for me to find a daughter-in-law, but I'm talking about us, my sister and brother-in-law. They resigned and planned to visit our company and stay if it was suitable. ”

"Oh, got it, don't forget to bring me something to eat."

Ending the call, Jian Ming couldn't help but feel sad, his beloved first love not only married another woman, but also brought his son and husband to rent land to anger him, and I am afraid that the future days will be even more sad.

Lying on the dining table softly, enduring the torture of an empty stomach, enjoying the torment of weakness, the thoughts of the sword are like a horse out of the border, galloping wildly. He thought of Hua Rui, the willow sprouts and wild vegetables were new and green, the entrance was fragrant but his heart was broken, and he thought of Baiyun Meng, a few ancient books of three from four virtues, a conspiracy and trickery, he got her, but hurt her.

The wind and snow of the past, the tenderness of the past, and the endless lingering of the past were all buried by his impulsive ignorance, leaving only endless pain tearing at his heart and lungs. Bai Yunmeng is the only thing he has ever hurt, and it is also the biggest guilt in his life, he has the heart to make up for it but has no shame to see him.

I also thought of Gao Min, a girl who struggled from the gloom, smiling all the time, burying all the pain and injuries in her heart, and constantly anesthetizing herself with luxury. I don't know if I've really loved her, but I understand that she is really good to herself, and if she wants to eat willow sprouts and wild vegetables, this girl gets up early to steal it, so she digs it everywhere, how affectionate?

Zheng Yinuo, but he was not able to resist the anger of the moment, and broke up lightly, but it was each other who was hurt, thinking of this, Jian Ming's heart was like a knife, and tears flowed again.

If she were there, how could he be so desolate? If she was there, how could he be so sad? can only hate the lack of repentance medicine in the world, unable to turn back time, he can only sleep in lamentation, let the tears of sorrow wet his clothes.

A car drove to the leased land in the morning sun, with Shui Zhenggang in the car, Shui Shirou and Liu Shijie, and Yu Yang, who had been looking for Jianming for Mingzhi for many years.

"Yu Yang, are you also looking for Jianming?"

"Yes, Aunt ......, Sister Shui, I have been looking for Uncle Ming for many years, Mingzhi can't live without him, and the brothers are looking forward to him going back to take charge of Mingzhi!"

Yu Yang faced Shui Shirou, his heart was very complicated, once Jianming asked him to send Shui Shirou and Gong Yalan home, he called Shui Shirou's aunt, but now he ......

"Alas, Jianming has now created Yi Nuo Feng again, and the scale is no smaller than Mingzhi, I'm afraid I won't go back."