There are times when running away is not only shameful, but also useless.

Leaving Liu's Mansion that day, Li Lingrui found that Fu Shien's condition was not good - her whole body was trembling, her forehead was sweating, and when she reached out to try her forehead, she was faintly hot, so she took her back to the hospital with Lin Wanjing.

Who knew that when he entered the hospital, he could not leave again.

Half a month later, an urgent telegram from Liu's 800-mile dispatch reached the Xunlong ship:

Funeral report: The biological mother died of illness and returned quickly.

The moment he received the telegram, Liu Jin was completely stunned.

"Yun Rou, here are some telegrams that you asked me to intercept before, which were sent by Wan Jing. Want to take a look now? ”

This was not a question at all, and before he could answer, Lu Canghan had already stuffed a stack of telegrams into his hand.

Zhang Zhang was in a hurry, and the contents of the telegram were all about Fu Shien's condition.

Fu Shien contracted wind plague, his condition deteriorated rapidly, and he was complicated by organ failure, but he still couldn't survive in the end.

It's only been a few months since the last outbreak, and the doctors didn't dare to slack off, and they cremated her body on the same day – the safest way to do it in the era of wind and plague.

Lin Wanjing didn't expect that when she returned to the Shuai Mansion a few months later, she was holding Fu Shien's urn.

The silver box inlaid with gems was originally her jewelry box, Fu Shien couldn't put it down before her death, Lin Wanjing has been looking for an opportunity to give it to her as a gift, but she didn't expect it to be the last gift.

When the Liu Mansion got the news, all the doors were opened, and the servants lined up on both sides of the corridor, seeing Lin Wanjing wearing a plain black dress, walking all the way to Liu Daolin and kneeling down on her knees.

"What is this for?!" Liu Daolin was startled, and hurriedly pulled her up in front of Lin Wanjing, but her body seemed to be filled with lead, and she was unmoved by anyone who helped her.

"Wan Jing failed to take care of her mother, please forgive Wan Jing for her unfilial responsibility."

"Oh my God, you're still called unfilial!" Li Qing came up and helped Liu Daolin to pick up Lin Wanjing, "The third sister doesn't know how much blessing it is, with such a daughter-in-law as you, if it were me, I would have followed the second sister to burn high incense!" ”

Maybe it was because she had also taken her life from the ghost gate, and as soon as Fu Shien showed signs of illness, Lin Wanjing sent her to the hospital, and never left the bedside since. Previously, Li Lingrui was worried that the child would be affected by the wind plague, but after accompanying Fu Shien in the hospital for so long, Lin Wanjing did not have any adverse reactions, and the only explanation was that the flu in the spring made Lin Wanjing have antibodies in her body, just as Li Lingrui teased her at that time: If you don't die in a disaster, you will have a blessing in the future.

But the road after that, whether it is a blessing or a curse, who can say clearly?

"Mom's biggest wish before her death was to go home, and Wanjing took her back, but there was no way to keep her. Now that my mother has passed away, I begged my father to forgive her for her hard work in her life and fulfilled her mother's last wish. ”

"Okay, okay, she's willing to come back, how could I disagree." Liu Daolin sighed, "I have set up a tablet in the ancestral hall, I have never said a word about divorce from her, then she is naturally her own family, but this love, I will only go underground to return her after a hundred years." ”

There was no one in the ancestral hall except for the tablet of the child named Tianen. Lin Wanjing put the silver urn on the ancestral hall and bowed respectfully:

"Mom, Wanjing has brought you back, you don't have to leave again, you can rest in peace." After a pause, as if he had made up his mind, he said: "Ransom Wan Jing is not filial, don't pass it away." ”

The wind blows from the sea, gently blowing through the corridor of the Kuntai to view the sea, this is the most unique place of this building, the long semi-open corridor is decorated with white Roman columns, paved with blue and white irregular floor tiles, standing on the corridor can clearly overlook the bay not far away, when she just came back, Lin Wanjing planted a pool of water lilies on the platform at the end of the corridor, and it will bloom again next summer, but she probably can't see it.

In the emotion, Ah Biao had already come upstairs and said behind her:

"Miss, everything is packed, let's go."

Lin Wanjing didn't answer, she let out a long sigh, as if she had woken up something, and as if she had given up something, and then finally turned around and left without looking back.

As soon as they got down the stairs, Qiong Ge and Yingluo surrounded them.

"Young lady, do you have to go? Is it okay not to go? We can't bear you. ”

Lin Wanjing smiled and shook her head, her mind had already been made and she didn't plan to change it.

"Help me take care of my lotus flowers, and if you remember me, pick them and send them to me when they bloom next year."

"Young lady..."

Lin Wanjing interrupted the two of them with a hug, and then lifted the box and went to the door, looking at her back who was desperate to go away, Yingluo couldn't help but be anxious:

"Didn't you tell the young marshal? What about the young marshal?! ”

"I called, both in the office and at home!" Qiong Ge said, "But why is the young marshal so slow..."

The two were so anxious that they kept finding reasons to find excuses to drag Lin Wanjing, and on the other side, Liu Jin ordered the driver to rush to Yukuntai at full speed.

"Yun Rou, in terms of military policy, you are a talented general of Wen Taowu, but why are you as confused as me in the personal affairs of your children... Marrying to Wanjing is a blessing for you to cultivate in three lives, don't wait until you miss it and regret it like me. ”

When Liu Jin was listening to Liu Daolin's lesson in the ancestral hall, Qiong Ge made a phone call to the Shuai Mansion, and she said that Lin Wanjing was packing her luggage and preparing to leave Yukuntai.

Liu Daolin realized that he would never come back.

When the servants loaded their luggage, Lin Wanjing turned around and looked at the stone Western-style building a few more times - when she moved in a few months ago, Fu Shien chattered around her to introduce every corner of the house, and she also said that Liu Jin liked the grassland in the backyard very much, and in the summer, it was full of purple and gold irises.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked up a wry smile: it turned out that she would still think of that person, and her heart would hurt so sadly when she thought of him.

She shook her head and shook her mind away, turning to leave.

The wrist was pulled.

Needless to ask, she also knows who is coming:

"Have you gone back to see your mother?"

"Yes." He replied, saying a lot of things in his throat, but he didn't know where to start.

Seeing that he didn't say anything anymore, Lin Wanjing pulled out her wrist and took a step to leave, Liu Jin saw this, and hurriedly asked again:

"Did Mom say anything before leaving?"

On that day, Fu Shien held Lin Wanjing's hand tightly and thanked her, saying that she was very happy and happy to be a family with her, and hoped that she could continue this fate in the next life; She said sorry to Lin Wanjing, raising such a bastard son broke her heart, but she begged her to forgive him and not leave him.

Lin Wanjing couldn't cry at that time, this woman, this "crazy woman" who had no blood relationship with her, but accompanied her through the most difficult days, didn't have time to wait for her filial piety, so she had to leave in a hurry, and there would be no day to see each other again.

In the grief, she had no room to think, no matter what Fu Shien said, she nodded indiscriminately, so when she left, she should be very relieved, so there was a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth......

But in the face of Liu Jin at this moment, she chose to lie:

"No, Mom was sleeping peacefully, like a child."

"Really..."

"Liu Jin."

She called him Liu Jin, but she had never been so born since the day they met, she always called him Yun Rou, and the voice sounded to him like a nightingale crying softly in front of the window.

It was in this astonishment that he heard her voice whisper and say:

"Let's get a divorce."

A bolt from the blue.

"What?"

"I said, let's get a divorce."

"Wanjing, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know, I'm aware of what I'm saying. Tomorrow I will have the lawyer send the divorce agreement to your office, and you just have to sign it. ”

In a hurry, he couldn't take care of much, and stepped forward to stop her by the waist and hug her, but before he could speak, he listened to her again:

"I don't want to embarrass you, but I don't want to wronged myself either, we ...... It's good to gather and disperse. ”

He felt her warm palm cover his hand, and the next second, his palm had been forcibly broken by her.

He froze there and watched her sit in the car and walk away, his mind blank.

"Young marshal..."Yingluo walked over, "I'm sorry, we didn't keep the young grandmother..."

Liu Jin shook his head, no one is to blame for this matter, and he is to blame for it so far. He turned back and walked into the house, and when he looked up, he saw a huge oil painting at the top of the staircase, depicting the day they were married.

It turned out that the eyes he looked at her were so gentle, and it turned out that she used to smile so sweetly when she was by his side. He couldn't help but reach out to touch her face, his fingertips trembling, and when he touched it, he didn't want to leave.

The white car gradually moved away, Lin Wanjing sat in the car without saying a word, Lin Wanying looked at her for a long time, hesitated again and again, and finally asked:

"Sister, what you said to my brother-in-law outside the car just now was sincere."

"Hmm."

"Divorce is not a trivial matter, are you sure you don't need to say hello to Dad?"

"Wait a minute."

"Sister, what's wrong with you and your brother-in-law?"

"Yingying, a lot has happened, I think Liu Jin may really not be the right person for me."

"Did my brother-in-law do something wrong?"

"Sort of."

"If your brother-in-law admits his mistake, can't you forgive him too?"

Forgive? This is not a question of forgiveness at all - Pei Yue is like a wooden thorn piercing her heart, and every touch is dripping with blood.

Perhaps, as Li Lingrui said to Liu Jin.

Since being together can only hurt each other, she would rather choose to let go before the bodies hurt each other are complete.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Lin Wanying asked again:

"Sister, don't you love your brother-in-law?"

Lin Wanjing's heart trembled, and the crystal tears fell before they could brew, Lin Wanying saw her crying and was caught off guard:

"I'll ask casually, sister, if you don't want to answer, don't answer......"

"I love him." Lin Wanjing replied, turned around, leaned on her shoulder and sobbed, "The more you love, the deeper this wound will be." ”

Lin Wanying had never seen her sister cry so sadly, she was infected by her emotions, and her voice choked:

"Sister, let's go back. Brother-in-law loves you very much, I can see it. When he was holding you just now, his eyes told me. ”

"You're wrong, Yingying. He doesn't love me, never has been. ”