It's like a dream, an unreal dream of beauty that only emerges at dawn.

Those warm nights with him, those times that he never left to accompany and guard, after he left, became illusory and ethereal in a blink of an eye, as if he was in another world.

The defense of the open sea was tight, Liu Jin boarded the ship overnight, and returned to the state of not returning all night, ignoring her, as if forgetting her existence.

Lin Wanjing has been using "busy" to calm her uneasy mood, but as "that time" approaches, this reason seems to be slowly invalidating, and the emotion of loss always inadvertently invades her heart, especially when she sees Ye Qiuluo who is trying on a wedding dress in the dress store, and the vague but vaguely recognizable back, this loss becomes more and more difficult to restrain it.

It was another night of cool wind, and Lin Wanjing woke up in the noise of lifting heavy objects - she was used to such a sound, and in the past few days, Yu Kuntai had moved a lot of objects one after another, most of which she was used to or preferred on weekdays. The workers in charge of the handling couldn't tell where these things were going to go, and Lin Wanjing guessed that they were probably preparing for Ye Qiuluo's move-in, but they never saw anything new added in.

But today's sound is different, less of a dragging sound, more of an axle rubbing against the floor, and a thin but faintly recognizable clanging sound. Lin Wanjing quietly walked out of the bedroom, leaned out from the railing of the corridor and looked down, only to see that the workers were moving the Vestin grand piano, which was covered by a khaki tarpaulin, but the outline was faintly recognizable.

This piano has been here since Lin Wanjing lived in this royal kuntai, but whenever Liu Jin is at home, he will always play a few tunes for her, his slender and clean and bony fingers jump between the black and white keys, the melody is sometimes gentle and tactful like a murmuring stream, sometimes high-pitched and passionate like an angry sea, and the calluses on his fingers that have been grinding out of the gun for a long time seem to be less cold and dazzling only at this time.

A sudden roar woke Lin Wanjing from the memories of the past, Xu is worker missed for a while, one of the legs of the piano fell heavily to the ground when moving down the stairs, the workers panicked, and then saw Lin Wanjing fly down the stairs to the piano to check, but also held the piano and did not dare to breathe.

The position of the hand is not high, but the legs have been thrown away with some paint, Lin Wanjing's brows slowly stretched, and without waiting for her to speak, Ye Qiuluo's sharp voice came from the outer hall:

"How do you guys do things! You can't even move a piano! If it breaks, your whole family can't afford to pay for it! ”

The lost worker's feet were soft, and he knelt straight to the ground, and several other workers also hurriedly knelt down, calling the young lady to spare her life, Ye Qiuluo thought it was calling her, and came to the inner hall with a proud face, but saw that it was not her who the workers knelt and begged, but Lin Wanjing, who was slightly cramped and helpless, her pride was all frozen on her face, and after a while, she scolded angrily:

"What useless nonsense are you still talking about here, move out quickly! Do you want to deliberately delay time and pay for wages?! ”

But the workers were unmoved, and mechanically repeated the action of kneeling and begging for mercy, until Lin Wanjing helped the worker who made the mistake up and said with relief:

"It's okay, you don't have to worry, just ask the master to correct it again in the future. This piano is very bulky, please be careful, don't hurt a few people. ”

Ye Qiuluo snorted coldly, obviously disdainful of Lin Wanjing's tolerance, and urged:

"Don't waste time here, hurry up!"

The workers didn't dare to slack off, raised the piano again, and slowly went out of the door, Ye Qiuluo stood in place for a while, ready to leave, but was stopped by Lin Wanjing:

"Miss Ye, let me ask, where is this piano going to move?"

Ye Qiuluo didn't seem to want to deal with her, but with a roll of her eyes, she asked in a weird way:

"What? Where is Brother Yun Rou going to move these things, young lady, you don't know? ”

With the three words of the young lady, Ye Qiuluo unconsciously raised her voice, sounding really sharp and sour.

Lin Wanjing shook her head: "He didn't tell me, but since he asked you to do it, you should know." ”

In fact, Ye Qiuluo didn't know where Liu Jin was going to move these things, he just asked her to find someone to move these things out and send them to a warehouse, as for why she moved them and what plans she made in the future, she didn't know.

"Don't ask too much about other people's affairs! None of this is your business! If you have this leisure, it's better to care more about your mother-in-law who doesn't make people worry! ”

Lin Wanjing thought about this sentence twice, and hurriedly called Ye Qiuluo, who had already walked to the door:

"What's wrong with my house?!"

Ye Qiuluo stopped his steps, turned around slowly, and his smug smile seemed to carry a little cunning in the shadows of the porch:

"Don't worry, you'll know in a while, young lady."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Ah Ling rushing in in a panic:

"Miss! Miss is not good! The phone from home, something happened! ”

"Look, what did I just say?" The yin owl in Ye Qiuluo's smile became more and more obvious, "Young lady, you are so self-conscious." ”

These days, a lot of things have been moved, especially after the piano has been moved, and the whole inner hall suddenly feels empty, empty and a little lonely and lonely.

The days when she leaned on his shoulder and listened to him play the piano, the touch of her practicing fingering in the palm of his hand, the scenes where she hummed softly along to his tunes, were like the traces of the piano deeply imprinted on the stall, imprinted in his heart, unable and unwilling to erase them.

Is it to buy something more here to fill this unaccustomed emptiness?

But now that they've all moved away, does it make sense to add new things at this time?

Maybe...... You should discuss all these things with her, right? If she has something she likes, then she can arrange it. If she can get used to this kind of emptiness, then it is better not to interfere, after all, I don't know how long I will stay here.

Thinking so, Liu Jin got up and went upstairs, but after looking around, he didn't see the shadows of Lin Wanjing and Xiao Yichen, and it happened that the housekeeper hurriedly passed by the corridor, so he stopped him and asked:

"What about Madame and Little Master?"

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then replied cautiously: "The young lady just asked Miss Ah Ling to take the little young master back to her parents' house." ”

When Liu Jin heard this, she frowned: "What are you doing when you take it back to your mother's house?" ”

The housekeeper didn't seem to expect Liu Jin to ask like this, and said in surprise: "Young marshal, you don't know yet?" The old man of the Lin family went, and he ...... it at dinner in the evening" Seeing that Liu Jin did not answer, the housekeeper continued: "Early this morning, Madame's maiden family called and said that the old man had arrested the War Department, and the others did not elaborate, but just urged Madame to go back quickly." Madame has been looking for you for a day, and she specially explained that if you come back, she will definitely keep you......"

Liu Jin found that the house had been decorated with plain colors, so he couldn't even see some bright colors, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and drove to No. 19 Jingshan Road.

A white curtain had been erected outside the Lin family's mansion, and the soft sand curtain hung quietly under the cloudy night sky, and the air was gloomy as if it was about to be still. The servants were busy inside and out, and when they saw Liu Jin coming, they only bowed slightly to get out of the way.

The mourning hall is located under the porch, and the incense and candles have been lit, and the black and white portrait of the old man is becoming more and more gloomy. Lin Wanjing's back was kneeling in front of the statue, and she mechanically and slowly sent paper money to the charcoal brazier in front of her. Things came so suddenly, so that she didn't even have time to change clothes, only wore a coarse linen dress, looking at the back, Liu Jin only felt that his whole heart was pinched, he walked towards her quickly, but when he got close to him, he didn't know how to speak, just stood silently behind her. Mo Zhidong came out of the house, saw this scene, and instructed the servants to be careful, and then greeted him. Before he could speak, Liu Jin lowered his voice and asked:

"What's going on?"

"It's a long story, the old man is old, and he can't stand that kind of toss...... Mo Zhidong said with red eyes, hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it off, sniffed his nose, and said: "You came just in time, Wanjing has been kneeling all night, and no one can pull up, so you can persuade her to go back with you." ”

Liu Jin nodded, walked around to Lin Wanjing, and called her softly, but as soon as her name was spoken, the words behind paused like a fish in her throat - Lin Wanjing's empty eyes seemed to have lost her soul, and her eyes were full of tears, but she stared at her eyes stubbornly, as if if she didn't blink, tears would not flow out.

Seeing that the two were deadlocked, Mo Zhidong stepped forward to persuade: "Wanjing, the young marshal is here, go back with the young marshal." You've been kneeling here all night, and if you kneel like this, your knees won't be able to stand it. Seeing that Lin Wanjing was still unmoved, Mo Zhidong thought about it and changed his rhetoric: "Wanjing, look, what the young marshal said is also our son-in-law, and you also let the young marshal say a few words to your father." ”

These words seemed to touch Lin Wanjing, but seeing her bright eyes turning slightly, tears flowed down her face, she turned her head slightly in the direction of Liu Jin, but her eyes were still fixed on the bright candle in front of her: "Young marshal? What young marshal? Mom, where do we have such amazing relatives in our family? ”

Lin Wanjing's weak tone sounded like a sharp knife at the moment, piercing into Liu Jin's heart without any deviation, and the sweat that had come all the way was already cold, flowing down his back, and everywhere he passed was cold.

Mo Zhidong didn't expect Lin Wanjing to say such a thing, so he hurriedly said: "Wanjing, what nonsense are you talking about, don't be willful......"

"Wanjing, rest for a while......" Liu Jin reached out to pull her, but as soon as she touched it, she waved her hand away. Under his gaze, she slowly stood up, the soreness in her legs caused by insufficient blood supply made her stumble and almost unsteady, he wanted to help her, but she was waved away again, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were cold and penetrating.

"What are you going to do?" She asked, her tone as cold as her gaze: "My father doesn't have the blessing to receive your gift!" ”

Lin Wanjing's whole body trembled, and her steps towards Liu Jin were also trembling, as if she would kneel down at any time, Mo Zhidong hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, and gently persuaded: "Wanjing, don't be like this, what do you say The young marshal is also your husband and our son-in-law." ”

"Mom, where do we have such amazing relatives in our family! Let him go, go! Lin Wanjing grabbed her mother's arm and cried.

"You can let me go, but tell me what's going on!" Liu Jin understands that it will not be beneficial for anyone to continue to be entangled like this, Lin Wanjing's delicate face is as pale as paper, and if she vents her emotions like this, her body will collapse sooner or later.

"What happened?" Lin Wanjing repeated these words as if muttering to herself, "My father is gone, can't you see it?" I've been looking for you all day, I've been to all the places you could possibly go! I went to your office to look for you, and the clerk said that you were out for lunch, so I went to the hotel to look for you, and the receptionist said that you confessed that you didn't see anyone, and it was me. When I got back to your office from Ling Rui, the clerk said that you were meeting with a guest, and I handed you a note, and then I waited outside your office for so long, but what I was waiting for was a torn note and that sentence! Liu Jin, are you so busy? Are you busy seeing me and don't have time to listen to me?! ”

"What?"

"If you cause trouble, you should wipe it clean by yourself, you have the ability to stand out for others, and now don't hide from being a turtle with a shrunken head. If it is unreasonable again, the military law will punish the crime! Lin Wanjing said and threw the shredded paper in her hand on Liu Jin's body, the pieces of paper flew away, Liu Jin grabbed only the most complete one, which was written exactly the few words that Lin Wanjing had just said, and his signature in the lower right corner, one stroke at a time was indeed his handwriting, but when did he say that he didn't see her like this? When did you write this note?

By the time Ling Rui found a way to bail his grandfather out, his father was no longer good...... He was covered in wounds, and blood stained his clothes inside and out! Where can a person in the year of the sixtieth year bear such a sin! Lin Wanjing's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it seemed that she was just talking to herself, but Liu Jin could hear every word clearly. You have removed my things from the Imperial Kuntai and wanted to drive me away, and I will listen to you. You want to marry Ye Qiuluo, and I haven't said a word. If you want me to take responsibility for my actions, come at me! What the hell do you want me to do? What can you do to spare my family? ”

Hearing Ye Qiuluo's name, all Liu Jin's doubts were answered.

"You go! I don't want to see you, and I won't see you again! Let's go! She almost roared and rushed forward, punching him in the chest with no force to speak, and he was afraid that he would hurt her if he resisted, so she still pushed and pushed back.

The thunder exploded, the downpour poured down from the nine heavens, Ah Ling, who didn't know the situation, just walked out with Xiao Yichen in her arms, and when she saw the scene in front of her, Xiao Yichen didn't know whether she was frightened by her mother's cry, or she was startled by the thunder, and she cried, and the cry became more and more desolate in this rainy night. Mo Zhidong chased out of the corridor and stretched out his hand to hug his daughter: "Don't be like this, Wanjing, calm down, it's not the young marshal's fault, let alone your fault......"

Lin Wanjing collapsed all her emotions, she stopped beating him, the whole person slid to the ground, then turned her head, threw herself into her mother's arms and cried, no matter how Mo Zhidong comforted her, she didn't respond, just choked up and repeated: "Let him go......"

Liu Jin had never seen Lin Wanjing crying so heartbreakingly, the desolate cry tore at his heart, the clear pain was incomprehensible, he had suffered so many injuries since he was a child, and there was no pain that could be compared with this moment. The pouring rain disrupted her delicate bun, and the curvy strands of hair were messily attached to her face and shoulders, and he wanted to reach out to pull away the broken hair, and he wanted to hug her even more, and take her into his arms to warm her trembling body, but his white shirt was already soaked by the rain, and all he felt was cold.

"Young marshal, look at this...... Why don't you go back tonight......" Mo Zhidong choked up and apologized.

Liu Jin hesitated for a long time, squatted down, and reached out to touch Lin Wanjing's face, but Lin Wanjing was like an injured little beast, trembling and drilling deeper into her mother's arms. Seeing her like this, he had to withdraw the hand that he had finally mustered up the courage to stretch out:

"I'm sorry."

After speaking, he turned and left.

It wasn't until he sat back in the car that he found that his hands were trembling so much, and the words that Lin Wanjing questioned him played back in his ears over and over again, and the scene of the last time she asked him these words came to mind, and he still woke up in that blood, God knows how many prayers and repentances he made before he took Lin Wanjing back from the hands of death. The trembling hands eventually slammed into the steering wheel, and as the body temperature rose, the fear slowly subsided, and all that was left was anger.

The engine was running, the lights tore through the rain, and the black sedan turned around and sped away in the opposite direction of the Kuntai.