Slowly open the folding fan, but it is a very ordinary folding fan.

The woman on the folding fan, one is gentle as water, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the other is delicate and lovely, and her eyes are smart.

Xie Fanyan slowly wiped the dust off the folding fan.

Holding it in your hand, it is like a dream, and time is graceful.

Tears, the time is clouded, and the smile on the fan is thinly dyed.

Drop after drop, smashed into the past time.

Why, in the end, it all turned out to be like this.

Why, why have they all become unpleasant.

What you love, what you don't love, doesn't like you.

To survive in the cracks, all you want is a life.

Not much, really not much.

It would be nice if you could stay with me, sister.

A lot of the past, all of a sudden, is vivid.

was lured by Fu Qingtong to elope, the runner was a concubine, my father was ashamed of me, it was my sister who did it, and set my life, forced the Ming media of the Liang Guogong Mansion to marry, and on the second day, he brought the prince to the Liang Guogong Mansion to establish his authority, so that the house did not dare to underestimate me.

Miscarriage, you hugged me and cried, persuaded Fu Qingtong to reconcile, and divorced can remarry, remarry without climbing a famous family, ordinary people are gentle and talented husbands, and they can also have a couple for a lifetime.

A couple for a lifetime. When we were still young and sketching the appearance of our future husband, my sister said the same thing. Ask for one man, and ask that one to drink from you.

But I didn't give up.

Until the family temple spends its days like a year, looking forward to you every day, but I don't want to never get together with sisters again, in the past and in this life!

The two carefree smiling faces on the folding fan were blurred by tears.

Xie Fanyan knelt on the ground and closed his eyes, as if the figures were still there.

Drying his tears with his sleeve, Xie Fanyan opened his eyes, still alone.

Sister, look at me, I'm the one who survived, what else is there to complain about.

Live in this way and be with you.

I am you, I am you!

Xie Fanyan smiled hard, and with his hands together, he was about to close the folding fan.

However, his gaze stopped on the folding fan, and he was amazed.

Because on the folding fan, a paragraph appeared densely, and the shadow was sufficient.

Xie Fanyan brought his eyes closer and looked carefully, not daring to miss a word.

"Ah Yu, are you crying again? If you see this, you must be crying. Don't cry, Ah Yu, finally listen to my sister. I embarked on this road, unwillingly, but there was no choice, now looking back, I also had the possibility of happiness, but unfortunately a moment of soft-heartedness, saved a person, but since then the turmoil, disasters have been repeated, to now, desperate, you and remember, good life, do not find the cause of my sister's death. That day should be near, I have a hunch, I don't know if he will be sad, let him not be sad.

Ah Yu, do you remember the secret words we set in the past? ”

These are my sister's words, read them line by line, and the figure seems to come out of the folding fan, and the tone and expression are still in my ears. No, that's already me.

Xie Fanyan saw it, his heart was extremely confused, sad, and angry, although he didn't know what this sentence meant, but he knew how unwilling his sister's cup of poisonous wine was.

Xie Fanyan read it over and over again, until the handwriting on the folding fan slowly evaporated with the water traces until it disappeared. The folding fan reproduces the smiles of two young girls.

Xie Fanyan picked up the tea cup on the table, carefully poured out some leftover tea, and the handwriting was re-revealed, and Xie Fanyan remembered it word by word.

It wasn't until the handwriting disappeared again that he put the folding fan in his arms and thought about it seriously.

My sister is undoubtedly wise, and until she dies, my sister will go, and if she goes, she will help her to pack up her belongings, and when she sees old things, she will see things and thoughts, and she will shed tears, and tears will appear in her words, and you will find this passage.

These are the last words that my sister left for my sister.

The inevitability of the accident, one link is interlocked, one link is missing, and this passage will not be revealed.

But why?

It's just a private letter, a suicide note. Why bother.

Looking at the contents, there seems to be nothing unspeakable.

carefully sorted out the ideas, one is that my sister was forced to die, unwilling to die, and regretted dying. The second is to say that he was instinctively happy, but he saved one person by mistake, is it with his brother-in-law? At that time, Shizi was so good to his sister. Fat Rong Yuyu said that her sister treated the son coldly, and the son is like this now. So saving one person by mistake and causing disaster after disaster, is it the reason why he is indifferent to the son Chen Jinyu? Who did the mistake save? And what are the woes? Didn't my sister be forced to death by Princess Ruizhu? Is there another reason?

Does it have anything to do with His Highness? Is Her Royal Highness Princess Ruizhu?

The third is that her sister was forced to commit suicide, not willingly, because she said that the day should be near, but she felt that someone wanted to force her and was desperate.

In the end, let him not be sad, who is it?

Xie Fanyan thought of a figure, and felt a pain in his heart, feeling that the last person his sister was thinking about must be this person, Chen Jinyu.

Because every time I see Chen Jinyu, there will always be a lot of gentle emotions in my heart, and there is sourness and pain in the gentleness. This is the perception that does not belong to you.

Chen Jinyu has always been a special existence in this heart.

It's just that why did Chen Jinyu become like this, spoiling Qiu Liyue alone, snubbing and desiring Yuan?

Xie Fanyan closed his eyes and thought about the content again.

No matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary letter from home, except for the last sentence.

Do you remember the secret words we used to make?

Whispers?

The memory is long, back to the green onion of childhood.

It was still sisters who hugged each other and slept with each other, in the dark night, the primordial fear of darkness.

Every day before going to bed, there is always a childish and very special conversation.

"Rock sugar gourd, planted on the mountain, there is a temple on the mountain, a bald donkey straw hat."

The reason why such a contentless conversation is a special existence is that it has the role of identification.

My sister said the first half of the sentence, and my sister wanted to say the second half of the sentence.

This will allow the sisters, who are afraid of dark gods and ghosts, to be sure that they are really each other and not demons and monsters who share the bed every night.

At that time, because I liked rock sugar gourds, I always hoped that the mountain was not planted with trees, but with rock sugar gourds.

What does it mean for my sister to leave this sentence at the end?

Sugar gourd, mountain, temple, monk in straw hat......

My sister hid this letter so carefully in order to tell herself that there was no beginning or end to it?

Because this sentence is the only one that seems abrupt and incomprehensible, the rest, although not understood, is not afraid of being known.

What is my sister trying to tell herself?

Subconsciously, Xie Fanyan was very flustered in his heart, as if he knew something that he shouldn't know, and his heart was pounding.

Randomly picked out a few things that looked valuable from a few boxes and put them aside, intending to let the fat Rong Yu be packed up and sent to Xie Mansion.

Touching the folding fan in his arms, Xie Fanyan repacked a few boxes, intending to let people put them back.

Because of the panic in his heart, he accidentally knocked over a box, and the box tilted, pouring out a piece of pearl and green.

One of them caught Xie Fanyan's attention.

is a small piece of yellowed paper.

Oops, but it's not the work of the famous artist in my sister's collection, but it was destroyed by myself, and I hurriedly emptied a box, and saw a painting at the bottom of the box.

The painting is a person, with sparse eyebrows, a face like a crown of jade, a vertical crown of long hair, such as pine like jade, and a bamboo pattern on the sleeve, which is clearly visible, and the person in the painting is smiling at the bottom of his eyes, spoiled and gentle.

There is a small line of print underneath. "When I see a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it."

Xie Fanyan held the painting and was a little stunned for a while.

Sister, I really like my brother-in-law very much.

(It's a nostalgic way to write about the code, saying that when I was a child, I would invent various codes with my sister to make sure that the other party was not a ghost.) Embarrassment. ）