Jingyi looked up at the white linen, and her heartbeat suddenly became urgent. She took two steps back and held on to the trunk of the locust tree in front of the door. The rough trunk is moist. Meng Yuan said that the most common thing in the family is the locust tree. Especially the two trees in front of the door, which are more than 100 years old...... She looked up, and the leaves of the locust tree were densely turned, and the raindrops were dripping down, hitting the yellow leaves, and hitting her.

    It's very cold.

     Suddenly a burst of mourning music rose, like a sharp arrow, Jingyi only felt a shudder.

    The sound of chanting coming from inside the gate resounded in the sky.

     doesn't necessarily sound loud, but she sounds extraordinarily harsh.

    Jingyi felt as if the ground under her feet was sinking, as if she had stepped on a cotton ball with every step.

    In front of Dai Mansion, a person who saw her early and came to ask.

    Jingyi said, "I'm from Beiping. I got it...... I came to visit Mrs. Dai. I am."

    She looked at the Daifu compound with a big white lantern, but it still looked black, and she only felt chills and trembles, and she wanted to break in like this and see what was going on.

    "May I ask the girl's last name?" Zhike heard that she was from Beiping, and looked her up and down.

    "Free surname Cheng, Cheng Jingyi." I once came to visit my wife in the house. I'm sorry to let you know. Jingyi said.

     I saw that the acquaintance's face changed color, and he was about to say something, when another acquaintance next to him stopped him and said, "Please Miss Cheng wait a moment." He made a "please" gesture as he spoke, "Miss Cheng, it's cold and rainy, please move." ”

    Jingyi followed into the gate. The foyer is wide. Zhike asked her to sit down for a while, and the person retired and went to the house. Jingyi watched him hurry away, and another servant came over and served her a cup of hot tea. Jingyi didn't have the heart to drink tea. Heartburn. Only then did she realize that after such a long journey, she had just tossed her strength for so long, and she had only had a cup of coffee at Mrs. Fourth's today.

    Someone came to the door again.

      know guests to greet and send.

    People come and go, full of sadness.

    Jingyi only listened to their footsteps, but didn't dare to take a second look. There seemed to be a voice calling her, Jingyi, Jingyi...... She tried to raise her hand to cover her ears.

    I don't know how long I waited, and the acquaintance came back. When Jingyi saw him, she couldn't help but stand up.

    Nazhike looked at her, although he was a little embarrassed, he still said: "Miss Cheng, Mrs. Dai has something to say, this is not the place where Miss Cheng should come, please Miss Cheng go back." The Dai family did not welcome Miss Cheng in the past and will not welcome Miss Cheng in the future. ”

    Jingyi listened to every word of his words, and her heart sank hard, she couldn't wait to hold her heart with both hands, so don't be so uncomfortable.

    She asked, "Aunt Dai...... What did Mrs. Dai say? ”

    Zhike was silent, and seemed to be trying his best to endure it.

    Jingyi's heart suddenly turned over the incense burner, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

    "I asked to see Mrs. Dai because I came to Meng Yuan'......," she said.

    "Miss Cheng, Meng Yuan is gone. Zhike said.

    "Of course he's not there! I know. He was on the ship to New York, and he was supposed to arrive when he saw it...... But there were rumors that he ......" Jingyi's voice became tighter and tighter.

    Zhike looked coldly at Jing Yi, who was obviously a little unconscious, and said slowly and clearly: "Miss Cheng, Meng Yuan can't go to New York, he's gone." ”

    "What are you talking about, he got on the ship to New York, why can't he go to New York?" Where can I go if I can't go to New York? Where did he go? Where did he go, I went to find him. Tell me, where did he go? "In the empty room, there is only the more hollow sound of Jingyi.

    A gust of wind rose, and the sound of chanting came with the wind. The cold wind seemed to penetrate her body and make her tremble.

    "Where the hell did he go?" She asked. A pale face in the dim light. Like the white flags on the gatehouse.

     "Miss Cheng, you want to know where Meng Yuan went, come with me." Meng He, you go and take care of the other guests. Suddenly, a woman in a white linen robe appeared behind Zhike, and Zhike, known as "Meng He", leaned slightly sideways to indicate that he understood. The woman looked at Cheng Jingyi coldly and said, "Miss Cheng, do you still recognize me?" I'm Dai Mengyun. You don't want to see Meng Yuan? Follow me. ”

    Jingyi's body was a little stiff, but she involuntarily went in the direction of Dai Mengyun. As he walked, he seemed to hear a sigh from someone, and the cold snake slipped into the cochlea, cold, and brought heavy pain.

    There is a girl walking in front with a lantern. The white lantern shines through, but it doesn't feel warm.

    Jingyi saw Meng Yun walking in front of her, her long skirt almost scratching the waterlogged ground......

    She just watched, and nearly tripped as she descended the steps. Meng Yun turned around, grabbed her sleeve, and lifted her up.

    Meng Yun is like a transparent iceman who is poured cold water layer by layer to freeze in the ice and snow, Jing Yi feels that she has been caught by this, and she has been frozen.

    "Hold steady. Meng Yun didn't wait for Jingyi to stand firm, and gave his hand.

    Jingyi followed Dai Mengyun inside. The sound of chanting and mourning is real and long, getting louder and louder. Her heart was beating heavier and faster.

    Dai Mengyun walked to the front of the mourning hall with Jingyi.

    Jingyi raised his head.

    Large, cold raindrops hit her forehead.

    Meng Yun was cold, and did not speak, only looked at Jingyi standing in front of the mourning hall blankly, as if no matter how she looked, she couldn't see everything in front of her. She looked coldly, coldly, and suddenly grabbed Jingyi's hand and dragged her forward fiercely. Jingyi was dragged along, almost unable to stabilize her figure, she couldn't bear to scream, and her heartbeat almost jumped out of her throat, and was pushed forward vigorously by Meng Yun, "Whew", the whole person threw herself on the offering table, and the tribute on the table crackled and poured, and she hurriedly held on.

     Her eyes crossed the offering table and tablet and saw the big word "lay" on the coffin, and she suddenly became dizzy.

    "You don't want to see Meng Yuan? Dai Mengyun asked coldly.

    Jingyi turned around violently.

    The surrounding sounds suddenly fell silent. It seemed that the whole world was left with her and the white in front of her. This white voice was loud, and every word that came out was like a sharp blade, throwing it towards the door in front of her...... "Meng Yuan is here." You see it. It's OK to go. Dai Mengyun said.

    Jingyi held on to the offering table.

     She choked on the smoke in the mourning hall.

    The monks who chanted sutras were lined up, and the earthy yellow robe seemed to exude a stiff and rotten smell.

    "Nonsense, where is Meng Yuan? I want to see Meng Yuan. I won't leave without seeing him. Jingyi said. Fingers clasped on the offering table. My body was almost immobile. These words are clear. There was something in her heart that was slowly expanding, and she didn't know what it was-when she saw Meng Yuan, she wanted to talk about it, how to meet him, it was so difficult......

    "Are you blind? Are you blind?! Dai Mengyun suddenly became angry. She took two steps over and pulled Jingyi's body, making Jingyi's face only an inch away from the tablet, "Are you blind?" Who is this, you see who this is?! ”

    Jingyi's stiff body didn't move.

     The black tablet had golden words on it, and she stared at it.

    "I want to see Meng Yuan." She said.

    Dai Mengyun grabbed the shirt on Jingyi's back, shook it fiercely, and shouted bitterly: "Cheng Jingyi, Miss Cheng!" You're blind in your eyes, and your heart is blind too, aren't you? This is Meng Yuan, this is my brother Dai Meng Yuan! Meng Yuan is dead, killed by you! Look at it, look at it! Look at it, this is Meng Yuan......" She trembled, pointed to the name on the tablet, and pressed Jingyi's shoulder, "You can see the words on it clearly, word by word, who is this?!" You, you still have the face to come to Meng Yuan, it's not you, Meng Yuan is so good, how could he suffer such a catastrophe? ”

    "I want to see Meng Yuan...... I want to see Meng Yuan! Jing Yi's eyes blurred for a while. She didn't know anything, the only thing she knew was that she came here to see the living Dai Mengyuan.

    Jingyi's face was pale, like a crazy ghost, Dai Mengyun let go of his hand, pointed to the words on the tablet, one by one, and read them to Jingyi.

     word by word exploded in Jingyi's ears, and she was still motionless.

     Windy. The arm-thick candle in the mourning hall was burning, and with the wind, the flame fluttered, and the shadow fell on the tablet, and it seemed that the tablet was also shaking.

    Jingyi stared at the tablet with gold letters on a black background. The golden characters are bright, and the book reads "Therefore, Aison, Dai's Meng Yuan, the coffin".

    "I want to see Meng Yuan." You can't lie to me, you can't lie to me...... Meng Yuan, he won't let you lie to me like that...... He's not at home, tell me where he's gone...... I'm going to find him! Jingyi gritted her teeth and said.

    "You're looking for him? Do you want him to live in peace in the next life? Don't hurt him anymore, okay? An old female voice said tremblingly.

    “…… You lied to me...... You lied to me! Jing Yi suddenly turned around and walked towards the back of the mourning hall, walking firmly and resolutely.

    Dai Mengyun and the nearest maid at the station were shocked.

    "What are you going to do?" Meng Yun pounced on Jing Yi and dragged Jing Yi.

    Jingyi pushed her away and said, "This is definitely not Meng Yuan!" You lied to me! Her arms were as thin as reed rods, but at this moment she had extraordinary strength, "I want to see Meng Yuan!" ”

    There was chaos in the mourning hall.

    Dai Mengyun dragged Jingyi's hand, crying and scolding.

    "Let her see! ”