"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." is the most desolate sentence.

But my mother waited for this promise for a whole life. Watching the years carve deep and shallow fine lines on her face, across the scarred heart, it was shocking.

Li Ximu asked her mother: "Is it worth it?" ”

The mother just murmured lightly: "Mu'er, when you bury such a person in your heart, you won't ask that anymore." ”

As a result, loneliness slowly passed by under the lapse of time.

The mother's name is Li Qingyi, from Jinzhou, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River with Wu Nong's soft language. It's a joke.

At that time, Liqing's clothes were peerless, just like the most gorgeous Kodan, and the beauty was thrilling.

Such a woman is naturally proud.

But no matter how proud she is, after all, she is only a twenty-eight girl, and she also hopes to meet the true son of destiny.

Jinzhou in March is beautiful, with beautiful swallows and full of spring.

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head, who is young and romantic. Li Qingyi also met such a suave man in this spring-filled Wanqu Lake, so the girl's heart broke through the ground like spring shoots.

A man like that has never been seen before by Li Qingyi. Handsome and delicate, humble and gentle, with a hint of indifferent fame and fortune. The girl's heart was tied to the man.

At that time, Li Qingyi made all men crazy. It's not just because of her looks, but also because of her singing skills. At that time, she was already a famous character. The Li Qingyi on the stage is moving. babbling and singing the grievances and sorrows of the women in the play, the beauty is like a fairy, and it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Such a woman is naturally proud.

But no matter how arrogant she is, after all, she is just a beautiful woman, and she also looks forward to being able to truly love others.

Of course, the man was moved.

So, acquaintance, acquaintance, love.

Butterflies in spring, lotus in summer. Look at the moon in autumn and listen to the snow in winter. The piano is harmonious, and the affection is lingering. In the end, the gap between hearts and minds is filled.

The man was quietly buried in Li Qingyi's heart and took root. Spread wantonly, tightly wrapped around the girl's soft heart, becoming a beautiful vein on the heart wall, rippling with the heartbeat. Li Qingyi knows that this feeling is called happiness.

Li Qingyi's eyes are very big and bright, revealing a little tenderness, cleansing the most tenacious string in people's hearts. The fortune teller said that such a woman would have an unfortunate fate.

Time flies.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Li Qingyi took the young her to stand at the head of the bridge and sent her father to Beijing to take the exam. Three years of happy life made Li Qingyi forget, even if the man back then was really indifferent to fame and fortune, no one could be like this for the rest of his life, even Zhuge Kongming couldn't do it, let alone his father?

My mother stood at the head of the bridge like this, watching my father drift away, and finally disappeared. She looked at her mother with a sad expression. There was a deep reluctance in Qingming's eyes. The wind lifted her clothes, and her clothes flew and looked thin and depressed.

Such a woman is naturally strong.

But no matter how strong she is, after all, she is just a woman like water, and she hopes that she can live a plain life with her husband and children. for a lifetime.

There is a saying in this world that "the moon is cloudy and sunny".

Years of hard study. After all, my father became an official and abandoned my mother. As if to atone for his sins, he bought a courtyard in the east of the city, and placed the young her and her mother in it, leaving a large sum of money and a letter of resignation. Since then, Li Ximu has never seen that man again, and so has her mother.

The days went on like this, little by little, and endured. The mother cried, hurt, resented, and hated, and finally calmed the resentment in the bottom of her heart and stopped asking. Li Ximu knew that her mother's heart was broken. Today's mother sleeps, eats, teaches her to recite poetry and paint, and laughs happily when she sees herself happily telling her about the interesting things she has seen on the street recently. It's just that the smile has not answered the bottom of the eye for many years. The once beautiful Shui Qingyi fell silent and disappeared. Only the puppet-like body in front of him remained, as if he was alive for her, lifeless.

Looking at her mother like this, Li Ximu suddenly hated that ungrateful man.

She hated the man.

She hated him.

It's spring again.

The young branches spit green, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the pear blossoms all over the city are in full bloom one by one. Snow white, very good-looking. Li Ximu was dressed as a man, holding a folding fan and walking alone in Jinzhou City.

Today's Jinzhou City is destined to be lively, with the sound of gongs and drums from far and near, pedestrians on the street have given way to a road, talking to each other.

"I heard that the prefect welcomed his relatives today?"

"Yes, you said that our prefect has been marrying the fifth aunt for too long, and then he will marry again!"

"Shhhh Be quiet! Don't let anyone hear about it. People are powerful and powerful, and it doesn't matter how much they want to marry. ”

"Alas, I only see the newcomer laughing, and I don't hear the old man crying."

Li Ximu frowned slightly, stopped, and looked sideways. Looking at the prefect in the middle of the street in a red wedding dress looking at the people around him with a high spirit, the officials behind him kept throwing happy money to the people on both sides, and for a while everyone was vying for it, and it was very lively.

The scene in front of her coincided with the memorial in her memory, when the man was also like the prefect now, and the eight people carried the sedan chair to marry another woman, at that time she and her mother were heartbroken to listen to the noise on the street and cry, Li Ximu never wanted to believe that the father who once loved her and her mother so much left their mother and daughter like this.

Now, looking at the festive greeting team in front of him, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I saw the newcomer laughing, but I heard the old man crying." ”

Turn and leave.

Evening on the outskirts of the city.

The sunset reflects the red of the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun pours down lightly from the sky, enveloping everything in silence. Li Ximu sat by the lake, casually throwing stones into the lake. Looking at the sparkling lake, layers of sadness rippled in my heart, my originally bright eyes lost their brilliance, and the waves in my heart surged wildly when I lowered my eyes.

After all these years, the man really never came back to see their mother and daughter. The mother pretended to be happy in front of her, why not Liximu?

Since she was a child, whenever she asked her mother when she would come back, her mother's eyes would always show a deep sadness, and then she was in a daze, and finally smiled at her and said, "Your father just went out and will come back." ”

Until one day, she rushed back from the street, happily threw herself into her mother's arms, and asked happily with a smile like a spring flower: "Mother, my daughter saw her father on the street today, is my father already back?" ”

Then she felt that her mother's body stiffened, and in the end, she just hugged her and cried desperately, and the world was discolored. Li Ximu was at a loss to hug her mother's thin body, and that night the two of them sat in the yard with each other in their arms and cried all night.

The next day, Li Ximu calmly helped her mother into the room to rest, and from then on she knew that her father would never come back. So, from then on, she and her mother have pretended to live very happy, happy and strong lives until now, in fact, they both know each other's injuries in their hearts, but they can't bear to expose them.

Stood up and patted the dust on his body, and then went home, when he walked to the front of the house, Li Ximu put away his sadness, and then pushed the door with a smile, "Mother, I'm today"

There is no one in Jinzhou City who does not know Xiao Shuqi, not only because he is the only son of the Jinzhou prefect, but also because of his beautiful appearance.

Li Ximu has always believed that Xiao Shuqi is really as beautiful as others say, after all, a man's face can't be so beautiful.

But at this moment, the man was standing under the willow tree by the lake, dressed in white and dusty, and the wind was blowing, and his clothes were fluttering. The soft sunlight casts sporadic silhouettes through the fine fragments of the leaves, sprinkling a brilliant light on the body of the man in white. All of a sudden, everything around me was eclipsed.

The man had a dusty elegance.

Someone once said that Xiao Shuqi's beauty has nothing to do with appearance, but temperament. And at this moment, he seems to exist to verify this sentence.

Li Ximu stood on the bridge like this, looking at Xiao Shuqi in a daze.

After some time, the man seemed to notice her gaze and turned his head slightly. The eyes of the two met in the air, his eyes clear and lazy, with a hint of seduction. Strange emotions grew in the body, and as the blood spread to the heart, the heartbeat suddenly became uncontrollable and faster.

Xiao Shuqi looked at the woman standing not far away, her eyes quickly swept over the men's clothes she was wearing, and the cloth under her eyes was deep, but it quickly closed, as if it was an illusion.

Xiao Shuqi curled his lips slightly and smiled gently at Li Ximu.

Li Ximu was stunned for a moment, her heart was disturbed by the laughter, she hurriedly looked away, and her face instantly turned red. Look at him again. only to find that he had already left, and his original shyness was replaced by loss. Li Ximu thought that she should be in love with him at first sight.

It's just that she didn't expect the price of sinking at this glance.

It's night.

The moonlight is like a wash. Li Ximu sat next to her mother, staring at the moon quietly on her mother's knees, and her mother gently followed her hair. After a long time, Li Ximu muttered: "Mother, tell me about you and your father." ”

The mother's hand paused between her hair, and then it went on as usual.

She heard her mother sigh softly, and then whispered in the softest voice she had ever heard: "At that time, my mother and your father had just met. Your father is a very talented person, and my mother is so desperately in love with your father, and your father also likes it very much. Then my mother and your father built a grass house on the outskirts of the city, and it was a beautiful place, and there was a lake in front of it, and the two of us lived happily there for two years. Your father always said that meeting me was the greatest happiness in his life. My mother likes butterflies, so your father caught many butterflies to make my mother happy. Singing poems and painting with my mother. Sometimes he played the piano and danced with him, and he said that I was the most beautiful at that time. ”

"Later, my mother became pregnant with you, and your father used all his savings to buy a small courtyard house in the city, which is where you lived when you were a child. Later, after I gave birth to you, your father decided to take the test for fame in order to make our mother and mother live a good life. ”