Ye Qinghe sat down on the mahogany hospitality chair, and a pair of words hanging on the snow-white and clean wall opposite fell into her eyes, and it was a poem "Su Curtain Cover".

Burn agarwood and kill the heat.

Birds and birds call for sunshine, invading the eaves of the eaves.

The early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts the load one by one.

Hometown Yao, when to go?

He lives in Wumen and has been a Chang'an brigade for a long time.

Do you remember the fishermen in May? Xiao Ji light boat, dreaming of Furong Pu.

A faint pain crossed in my heart, as if I heard a young child's voice reciting word by word: The early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts the lotus one by one......

It was as if he saw the former young man, pursed his lips, and traced these lines of poetry one by one, over and over again......

Feng He, Feng He, no one calls her that anymore, she almost forgot that she still has such a name......

When she was born, it was the morning of midsummer, and her father said, ** light rain, the early sun bloomed, the water droplets on the lotus leaves in the garden were shiny, and they were dried little by little, and the turquoise water surface was clear and moist and shining with golden light, and the lotus leaves were like holding a jasper umbrella, standing out of the water. Beautiful. It is in response to the sentence: the early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts the load one by one.

Her surname is Feng, so her father named her Fenghe.

It's just that she already has the surname Ye.

Her father said that she could memorize the poem by heart at the age of three. She herself remembered that it was her favorite word from her girlhood, but this poem hung with him? Scold......

She stared at the rubbing of the last seal, and the four words "Xiao Yiting Seal" in the seal were so familiar to her......

To this day, she still remembers how she accompanied him to practice calligraphy stroke by stroke......

She couldn't help but look up at his words again, the pen was free and easy, graceful and generous, the font was round and tough, chic and restrained, it was really a masterpiece, and it seemed to be more refined than when she left......

The man who had been her husband for three years was as familiar to her as it had been when she first met many years ago, and it was the first time she had stepped into his office, and in fact, if she hadn't been looking for him, she might not have come.

Out of his mind, the crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor sounded behind him.

Someone's coming.

Is that him?

Her back stiffened, and she sat more upright.

The footsteps stopped at the door, and for a moment, there was silence, and she could almost hear the sound of her heart beating, bang, bang, bang......

Then, a cheerful call sounded, "Hey! Younger sister! ”

"......," he called her sister. It was as if every time they met over the years, she was silently present in her own corner, but he always shouted so majestically and majestically, exposing her to the eyes of everyone.

She turned slowly and met his characteristic smile.

That's his signature smiley face.

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This first chapter has been changed back and forth, and finally decided to use the original, flashback~!!