After washing her face and rinsing her mouth, Fang Siying stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself carefully, and the tiredness of the night did not leave too many traces on her face. It's just that the confusion and confusion in the bottom of my eyes are deeper than before. She sighed, slowly brushed her beautiful long hair with a hairbrush, and couldn't help but think of what Tingting said:

"You put your hair down, don't wear glasses, you must be beautiful in this purple dress." Now she has her hair down and no glasses, is she pretty? She looked at herself in the mirror. No, no, not as beautiful as Eileen, who is a veritable beauty. But...... Why do you want to be more beautiful than Eileen? She looked in the mirror, you're crazy, what's going on in your head? The environment here is not for you, don't you see? You're thin and pale, you should be in the United States now, marry Alex, have a bunch of lively children, you shouldn't be here, staring at yourself with a pair of big confused eyes! You are crazy! You're really confused, you've lost your soul since that May afternoon, and your soul has been snatched away by the ruins of Smoky Hills. Since that afternoon, you haven't done anything right, there is something evil in that Smoky Heights, you have really lost your soul.

She muttered to herself, the brush brushing her hair hundreds of times. She didn't approve of Bai Peiwen's self-initiative to help her take this day off, but she was also glad to have a day of leisure. Throwing the brush on the dresser, she skillfully coiled her hair behind her head, inserted it with a few long hair pins, and put on her glasses, it was better to dress like this, and this dress gave her a sense of security. Someone knocked on the door, she called "come in", the door opened, and Yazhu walked in with a large bouquet of yellow roses, looking at Fang Siying with a smile. Fang Si was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What is this for?" Yazhu? ”

"Mr. bought it when I was asked to buy vegetables, and he asked me to put it in Miss Fang's room." Yazhu said with a smile, with a round face and a look of no city. Walking to the shelf, she picked up the vase, filled it with water, and inserted the roses into the bottle one by one.

"I'll do it." Fang Siying took the rose, trimmed the length with scissors, and slowly inserted it into the bottle, she used to be a good hand at flower arrangement, and has always had a high interest in flower arrangement. However, today she was a little dazed, a little absent-minded, and had a strange feeling. Yellow Roses! Yellow Roses! The first day she moved in, there was a bottle of yellow roses in the room, and now, it's yellow roses again! Although Bai Peiwen is blind in his eyes, his mind is not blind, what tricks is he playing? Yazhu didn't leave immediately, standing aside, she smiled and looked at Fang Siying cutting flowers and arranging flowers, for Fang Siying, she has always had a simple worship psychology, she thinks that since Fang Siying walked into the cypress house, this family has a bit of "home" atmosphere, it has vitality, vitality, therefore, she likes this Miss Fang, far better than her hostess. "Miss Fang was tired last night, right?" She kindly found something to say.

"Hmm," Fang Siying blushed slightly. "Somebody has to take care of the sick, you know."

"Yes," Azhu agreed completely. "Miss Fang, it's so good that you've come, everything has changed for the better." "How?" Fang Si asked puzzled.

"Tingting has also gained weight, and my husband has also talked and laughed, and my wife is not arguing and scolding people every day like that." Azhu said, walking towards the door. "I'm going to the kitchen, Lao You said that there are guests coming to eat tonight."

"Got guests?" Fang Si was stunned. "Mr. Bai is sick, why do you still invite guests? Mrs. Bai went to Taichung again. ”

"I don't know, it was Mr. who asked Lao You to send a telegram to find him, and Lao You went to send a telegram early this morning." "Oh?" Fang Si was full of doubts, there were a lot of things that happened early this morning, and I hope Lao You won't also see her sleeping on the recliner. Telegraphed? What guest is so serious? It must be a business friend of Patrick, right? Yazhu went downstairs, she put the flowers in place, washed her hands, and looked out the window, the autumn sun was shining brightly. She walked out of the room and wanted to go downstairs to the garden, and when she passed the door of Bai Peiwen's room, she glanced at it, the door was open, Bai Peiwen seemed to be asleep, and the curtains had been opened, reflecting the beautiful sunlight of the room. She quietly walked in, wanting to lower the curtain or close the window, because the person with a high fever could not withstand the wind. She walked to the window, and Bai Peiwen said quietly on the bed:

"Miss Fang?" She was startled, turned her head, and said in a shrunken voice:

"I thought—I thought you were asleep."

"I've slept enough at night." "Would you like to sit on the edge of the bed for a while?" Fang Siying hesitated. Afraid of me? Well? Bai Peiwen said softly: "I'm not terrible, Miss Fang, why do you often want to avoid me?" "I didn't." Fang Siying said weakly.

"So, close the door and sit here, and I'd be grateful if you would do me a favor." Fang Siying didn't move. "What? Miss Fang? Bai Peiwen paused, and then said, "I see, you must be bored, a blind man who grinds, don't you?" ”

"Oh no." Fang Siying said, walking to the door, she closed the door and folded back to the bed. "All right, sir."

"Will you read something for me?"

"Read something?" Fang Si was confused.

"Yes. After my eye accident, I couldn't read anymore, and I felt like my mind had dried up. If you're willing to read something for me, you've done a good thing. "What do you want me to read for you?"

Bai Peiwen took out a bunch of keys from under the pillow and handed them to Fang Siying, and under Fang Siying's astonishment, he said quietly:

"With the smallest of these keys, open the drawer under my bedside table, there is a wooden box inside, please take it out for me."

Fang Si looked at him suspiciously, what is this for? She was really confused, and she hoped that Bai Peiwen's mind was sound. With the key in hand, she opened the drawer, and there was a very delicately carved mahogany box inside, and she could not help but be stunned when she held this box, because the whole box was carved with roses, branch by branch, flower by flower, very vividly carved. Putting the box on the bed, she said:

"Oh? Mr. Kashiwa! "Open it!" Bai Peiwen's breathing was a little rapid.

She winced a little, and glanced at Bai Peiwen again, but she didn't make a move. Bai Peiwen was a little impatient, and he said eagerly:

"Open it!" She opened the box, dazzled for a moment. The box is divided into two compartments, one of which is full of women's jewelry, chest ornaments, bracelets, necklaces, rings...... Everything was there, all the finest jewels, and in the other compartment was a booklet with a red velvet cover and a black ribbon. Bai Peiwen said in a low voice:

"Take out the booklet and close the box...... Oh, Miss Fang, do you hear me? Why don't you move? "Oh, I ...... Yes. Fang Siying took out the booklet and quickly closed the box. Put the box back in the drawer, it was the only thing that was salvaged from that fire. Have you put it away? Miss Fang? ”

"Yes." "Okay, sit down." She sat down. "Open the booklet! Begin, read it to me. ”

She took a deep look at Bai Peiwen, and then she slowly opened the first page of the booklet. Her heart tightened, Venus in front of her was chaotic, she had slept too little last night, and she was so impetuous, dizzy. She took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at the handwriting on the first page: "Beloved Wife Zhang Hanyan's Posthumous Manuscript" What's going on? Miss Fang? Bai Peiwen urged. You're not uncomfortable, are you? Are you sighing? "Oh, I'm a little tired, I don't think I slept well last night." Fang Siying reluctantly said that she wanted to escape the job in front of her.

"But would you like to read a few paragraphs for me?" He was stubborn.

She sighed helplessly.

"Well, if you have to listen."

She lowered her head, crossed the first page, and began to read from the text. The text is written neatly on beige letterhead with roses and dark flowers, in delicate and fine handwriting, and then carefully and delicately bound up. As soon as it came up, it was a very moving little poem, and she read it softly:

"I remember meeting at the bottom of the flower that day, and I asked you what hope you had in your heart?

You whispered to me: 'I want you! I want you! I want you! ’

I remember that moonlit night, and you asked me what secret I had in my heart?

I whisper to you: 'Love you! Love you! Love you! ’

But what is the day? Why don't you and I say a word?

I don't know what your hopes are, and you don't ask me the secrets of my heart.

Only the cuckoo bird sighed in the forest:

'Why don't you leave!' Why don't you leave! ’”

Fang Siying raised her head lightly and looked at Bai Peiwen. He lay there on his back, his hands fingers crossed under his head, his blind eyes wide open, his face serious, deep, preoccupied. The pain in Fang Si's heart was expanding, expanding...... It turned into a strong pressure that pressed her nerves, and the work was cruel and painful for her. Two tears rolled down her cheek, and she quietly wiped them away. When she read it again, her voice trembled:

"I can still vividly remember that day, that hot afternoon, I stood in the square where the tea was dried, wrapped my head in a blue cloth, and wrapped my hands and feet in a blue cloth, and stood there, watching the tea leaves float in front of my eyes. What was on my mind at that time? There are no dreams, no poems, no fantasy princes, I am poor, I am lonely, I am like a dried tea leaf, which has long lost its verdant color. But that afternoon, that afternoon when I was scorched by the sun, my life changed completely. ……”

She suddenly felt that she couldn't read it anymore, at least, she didn't want to read it anymore. She stopped, looked up, and she stared blankly at Bai Peiwen, who moved, his face turned to her.

"What's wrong?" He asked. She stood up abruptly, threw the booklet on the bed, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Bai, I can't continue reading for you, I'm so tired, I want to go and rest." After speaking, she didn't care about Bai Peiwen's reaction and feelings, she walked straight to the door, opened the door, she quickly walked out, closed the door with her backhand, leaned her back against the door, she closed her eyes, and stood for a while, but her heart was like a pot of boiling water, rolling there. For a long time, she opened her eyes, but she was taken aback, in front of her, Lao You was standing quietly, watching her.

"Oh!" She exclaimed. "What do you do? Lao You? You scared the hell out of me! ”

Lao You bent over her, his attitude was surprisingly respectful.

"I'm sorry," he said, holding a piece of paper in his hand. "There's a telegram I'm going to bring in and give to sir." "Oh," she hurriedly stepped out of the way, "do you read it to him?" ”

"Yes," Lao You said, looking at her keenly, "Or Miss Fang will take it in and read it to him." "Oh, no." Fang Siying walked downstairs. "There you go." She said and quickly went downstairs, she didn't like the way Lao You looked at her, she felt quite uncomfortable. Lao You, that's a powerful character, what does he think and evaluate of her? In the afternoon, Fang Siying decided to go to school anyway, and she found that without Tingting by her side, Kashiwa Mansion was full of some kind of invisible pressure on her, making each of her nerves like a tightened string, and a little more force would break it. She went to school, and after only two classes, Bai Zhai called to find her, she picked up the earpiece, and the other party turned out to be Bai Peiwen. "Miss Fang?" He asked, with some urgency.

"Yes." "Oh," he breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought you ......"

"How?" "Oh, forget it." There was a rejuvenation in his voice, what was it that made his tone so excited about it? "It's just, come back early in the afternoon, okay?"

"I will come back with Tingting. Yes - what's the matter? ”

"Oh, no, nothing,"

Hanging up the phone, Fang Siying felt so confused, so confused, and so worried. What the hell is Bai Peiwen doing? Listening to his tone, it seemed that he was worried that she would run away from home or say goodbye. But even if she doesn't say goodbye, is it important to him? She sat behind her desk, staring at the exercise book in front of her, she couldn't correct. The handwriting was all floating and moving in front of her eyes...... Floating, wandering...... Floating, wandering...... In the end, it all became that little poem:

"I remember meeting at the bottom of the flower that day, and I asked you what hope you had in your heart?

You whispered to me: 'I want you! I want you! I want you! ’

......... "What a lingering and charming feeling, but there will also be the last one" It's better to leave! Why don't you leave! "One day, oh, what can you believe in life? What can be praised? If there is no lasting love in this world, then what is there in this world? Look at Bai Peiwen's obsession, longing for admiration, that is not a ruthless person! Zhang Hanyan has knowledge under the spring, are you willing to renew your kindness? She thought, thought, so, she picked up a pen, and under a whim, she actually learned Zhang Hanyan's tone and added a paragraph to the poem:

"How many of the past are hard to recall,

How many grievances have passed away with the wind,

Two worlds, a little obsession?

Ten years of separation, a little lovesickness,

Is it possible to reunite on earth in this heaven?

Listen to the cuckoo crying softly in the woods:

'Why don't you go back!' Why don't you go back! ’”

After writing, she felt a ringing in her ears and a heartbeat, and her face burned terribly. She stood up, poured a glass of water, and drank it slowly, her heart still not calming. Sandwiching the little poem in the book, she slowly paced to the window, and looked into the distance, on the hillside outside the campus, there were patches of green tea plantations, as if it was almost time to pick tea. After school, she led Tingting back to the Bai Mansion, all the way, she was very silent, she had a special, uneasy feeling, she was a little afraid of the two red doors of the Bai Mansion. She didn't know why she was breathing so fast, and she didn't know why her heart was beating so fast. Will something happen? She bit her lip, and the hand holding Tingting was sweating slightly.

Walking into the cypress house, Lao You was washing the car in the yard, and the Chevrolet was dusty. Seeing them, a smile welled up on Lao You's lips, and his sharp eyes were bright and warm. "Tingting, hurry upstairs, your Uncle Gao is here. It's in your daddy's room! Lao You said. Uncle Gao? Tingting let out a cheer, let go of Fang Siying's hand, and she rushed straight into the living room, shouting loudly: "Uncle Gao! Uncle Gao! Uncle Gao! ”

Fang Siying's heart was cold, Uncle Gao? Sky! Who is this? God knows! Don't be ...... She froze, her limbs were as limp as a pile of cotton, her mind was confused, and she realized that she was not very capable of using her thoughts, no, not "not very competent", "not at all"! The cog of thought in his head had come to a complete standstill. She mechanically entered the living room, and stood there in a daze, she could hear the noise of laughter coming from upstairs, and in the midst of the joyful laughter and screams of Tingting, there was a male, hearty, enthusiastic voice:

"Tingting! You little thing! The longer you grow, the more beautiful you get, the longer you get, the cuter you get! Come! You must take me to meet your teacher Fang! Is she downstairs? ”

Fang Si was startled, like lightning, her first consciousness was "go"! "Get out of here now"! However, it was too late, and as soon as she turned around, she heard a series of footsteps running down the stairs, and Tingting's scream of joy:

"Teacher Fang! This is my Uncle Gao! ”

Yes, she can't escape, she has to face this reality. Slowly, she turned her head and looked stiffly at the man in front of her, tall figure, slightly brown skin, and a pair of piercing eyes. She stepped forward and slowly stretched out her hand to him, "Hello, Mr. Gao," she said expressionlessly. "Nice to meet you."

"Oh," the man froze, and he looked straight at her, ignoring the hand that was reaching out to him. They looked at each other for a long time, and neither of them spoke. Finally, as if he had suddenly woken up, the smile returned to his face, he took her hand, shook it, and said happily, "I'm also glad to meet you, Miss Fang." After speaking, he turned around and said to Tingting, who was standing on the side, "Tingting, should you go upstairs to talk to your father?" He's sick and can't get out of bed yet! Also, I have something for you, at your father's place, go and ask him if he is going! "Okay!" Tingting cheered and rushed upstairs in one breath.

This Mr. Gao approached Fang Siying, the smile disappeared on his face, his eyes stopped on Fang Siying's face for a moment, the gaze was sharp, profound, and critical, and he shook his head slowly.

"I can't believe it." He said.

"He telegraphed you, didn't he?" She said coldly. "I should have guessed he was calling you, and he wasn't as confused as I thought he was."

"He needs a pair of eyes." "So he called you! In fact, he doesn't need eyes now, he needs eyes eleven years ago. He looked at her in amazement, and then he began to look her up and down, as if to look into her bones, and then he took a deep breath:

"You've changed! You've really changed. ”

"Can a ghost from another world remain the same?" Still cold, she said. He continued to look at her. "But that's not right for you."

"What?" "This glasses, this bun, this costume...... You can't disguise yourself, and no matter how you change your outfit, people who have seen you will still recognize you. Remove your glasses! Smoke-contained. "Smoky? Smoking? Smoking? Once the name is correctly and affirmatively called, all pretense is gone. Smoke! This name has been lost for ten years! This is a name that has been buried for ten years! This name that has been dead for ten years! Now, is she resurrected again? Resurrected? Resurrected? She heard a sound on the stairs, raised her head, she saw Tingting holding Bai Peiwen's hand, was slowly walking downstairs, Bai Peiwen's face was pale and haggard, but his expression was nervous and excited, grabbed the handrail of the stairs, he said in a trembling voice: "Lide, do you recognize it?" Is it her? ”

Oh, no, no, Gao Lide, you can't say! If you say it, it's all over! Oh, no, no, Gao Lide, you can't say! Zhang Hanyan is dead! Died ten years ago! She raised her eyes, looked at Gao Lide pleadingly, and then looked at Bai Peiwen sadly, her lips were cracked, her throat was dry, and her voice was poignant: "No! Bai Peiwen! That's not her! Zhang Hanyan was killed by you ten years ago! With that, her eyes were dark, she couldn't stand, the ground swayed under her feet, and she fell to the ground, unconscious.