The New Year is approaching, and the neighbors are all coming to visit the door, and Bo Shu Zhongshu is outside to accompany the politeness of the seven aunts and eight aunts.

Ru Sanshui wrapped his coat around and washed vegetables in the kitchen, and Jiang Heng came over to help choose leaves.

"You go about your business, always follow me to what you do. ”

Jiang Heng chose the leaves and did not change his face: "I can't leave you." ”

"Do you like me that much?"

"It's that you like me too much, I'm afraid you'll be too lonely when you're alone, and I'm afraid you'll cry when you miss me too much. ”

Ru Sanshui was poked into the laughing hole by this kind of cold love words, and the flowers trembled with laughter, and the water in his hand threw it at Jiang Heng's body: "No, I'm not a crying bag." ”

Jiang Heng also laughed and teased her: "Really, won't?"

Ru Sanshui squinted at him: "Go away." ”

Ah Bi carried two strings of bacon sausages and passed by expressionlessly.

This is the second year spent in Hangzhou, and the affairs of Ru Sanshui and Jiang Heng are the most worrying for the people around them.

Especially Sister Xia, she has asked many times, especially wanting to see the two of them get married as soon as possible.

Sister Xia really couldn't pry words from the two of them, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, she even secretly asked Ah Cake: "Did your sister say when they plan to move to a house?"

After getting along for a long time, Ah Cake is obviously the time to grow his body, but he always does not see the change in appearance, and he is very assertive, Ru Sanshui and Jiang Heng are equal to Ah Cake, and they do not treat Ah Cake as a child. Although Sister Xia often feels strange, she is also in the habit of treating Ah Bi as an adult.

Ah Pian clearly knew what Sister Xia wanted to ask, and deliberately prevaricated: "I want to ask too, so that I can rob her house and not have to sleep in the side room." ”

The warm-hearted Sister Xia's words were easily led astray: "If you think the house is small, you can live in the Xia Hui Hospital, and I will make room for you." ”

At the beginning of the new year, it was snowing heavily. Ru Sanshui sat at the door in his new clothes, leaned on Jiang Heng, and reached out to catch the snowflakes.

"You have a cold constitution, be careful, don't catch a cold. Jiang Heng pulled her hand back and clasped it between his hands.

"How can you be so squeamish. ”

Goose-down-like soft snowflakes linger in the wind, wanting to fall and rise, full of love style.

Ru Sanshui wants to see the sky, see where this snow comes from nothingness, and where it wants to go. But her eyes were a little sour, and she couldn't see where the snow came from, but she could only see where they ended, on the eaves, on the branches, and on the heart.

She smiled comfortably and whispered softly, "I remember a long, long time ago, when the snow fell very early one year, when I still had a home, and my brothers and sisters laughed and played. There are troubles, but those troubles are only within a wall, I can't see the vastness of the rivers outside, and I haven't experienced such a long and difficult winter. I was just a quiet and weak little girl, sulking because it was too cold. ”

Jiang Heng warmed her hand and promised her: "You also have a home now, you are still a little girl, you can cry for the wound." ”

Ru Sanshui's gaze falling on the snow fell back into Jiang Heng's eyes, they stared, and suddenly Ru Sanshui's eyes were a little moist.

"Probably having a relationship with you, it's also a calamity in my reincarnation punishment, right?"

"On the contrary, I feel that God gave me the opportunity to repay your affection with the affection of my life. This is the debt of reincarnation. Whether it is Bailu or Liang Qian, they all deserve to love you. ”

She looked at him with burning eyes, and he bowed his head and kissed her eyes as bright as stars.

"Or we'll ......"

Ru Sanshui: "What else?"

How about it? Red lines are married, they are connected, they are like wings, there are so many beautiful words, I don't know which one to choose to tell you.

"Are you sure you know me well enough?"

Jiang Heng thought for a while: "Hmm...... I like red, but I don't like to wear it on my body, it's too glamorous. It is customary to wear men's clothes because it is convenient to fight. When saving people, he always plays himself as a bad person. I like roses and plum blossoms, and I like the courtyard with water. I like a light taste, but I like to eat stinky tofu. Claiming to be an old woman, she loves to play tricks. ”

Hearing this, Ru Sanshui couldn't stop laughing.

Jiang Heng: "Does anyone know you better than me?"

Ru Sanshui snorted: "Don't say it, there really is." ”

Liang Yunshu has always been the person who knows her best, even if he doesn't know what happened to her, he can accurately say what she thinks in her heart, and silently do things for her. She is smart, transparent, and gentle, so much so that whoever you meet in Sanshui will compare her with each other.

Jiang Heng tasted it, lowered his head and asked, "Who?"

Ru Sanshui hugged his arm: "Hmph, I won't tell you." ”

"Don't tell me? I want to show you a gift, don't say it. ”

"Gifts?"

Ru Sanshui replied decisively: "It's my sister, she understands me very well." Okay, I'll answer you, bring it quickly. ”

Jiang Heng: "What's the hurry, it's not something that can be brought, you go with me to see it." ”

A small hill nearby, Ru Sanshui has not noticed that there is an elegant bamboo forest here, and there is a secluded path paved with small stone slabs. The sky above was a little dark at this time, and the bamboo forest seemed too deserted.

Ru Sanshui finally walked out of the bamboo forest and came to the mountainside, where he saw a small wooden house with bamboo as a fence.

A painting of Danqing hanging in the hut depicts a beautiful woman sitting by the water when the door is opened, with a gentle and quiet back.

After the destruction of Yuelu, Jiang Heng has been thinking about building for her. The house was small and still in need of repair, but she liked it.

She felt that she could expand this place with Jiang Heng and make it into a small courtyard, so that every corner would be their memories.

People only live a lifetime, constantly copying the ordinariness and inaction of others, and they are born to know the process and the end, so what is the point of living?

Since there is only one life, then go through something different, live your own life, and constantly see new things. Twists and turns, involuntarily, through vicissitudes, asking for but can't, obsession with life and death.

Rather than being the same as comfortable and comfortable, Ru Sanshui is more willing to accept such uniqueness.

Jiang Heng is her unique, no matter how trivial or suffering, she is willing to work hard with him.

The sun sets in the west, and the fuchsia afterglow is reflected on the overlapping mountains, and the intertwined undulating mountain lines seem to be dyed with purple and deep blue, which is misty.

Ru Sanshui looked at this gorgeous evening scene: "You say, should I be gentle, like most women." ”

Like herself.

Jiang Heng is upright: "You only have one problem that needs to be corrected. ”

"What, you say. ”

"You always ask me if I mind how you are. I am often afraid that I will not like the things I have done, and I have to care about me all the time. You are attentive, but you are so attentive that you have no self-confidence, and this is the only thing you have to change. You're good everywhere, there's nothing annoying about you, you don't need to ask me, I want you to live as yourself. ”

"Loving each other should not be about one person pandering to another person's opinion and living as the other person wants. Instead, it should be done by each other, and they like each other's original and all the way they are. ”

This passage is like a hot spring, melting away the hard ice in the cold winter, and fluctuating to the softness of Ru Sanshui's heart. In the face of love, Ru Sanshui did not live as well as this twenty-year-old person.

Jiang Heng didn't know where to conjure up a red agate golden hairpin and put it on for Ru Sanshui.

This is said to be the desire to marry the media.

She wanted to thank Jiang Heng, he looked at each other, looked affectionately and purely, choked his throat, sour nose, and wet eyes.

My long-cherished wish was to die, to return to that desireless fairyland, and then to see you, I don't want to die. At that glance, you can withstand 200 years of wind, frost, rain and snow, the cold heart and hard intestines that swallow blood and tears, the grievances and struggles of a lifetime, the joys and sorrows of tossing and turning, and the loneliness and loss of the long road.

All my calamities are destined to push fate, let me come to this place, to this time, to see you.

I just look at you, and I feel, nothing, it doesn't matter.