The temperature of the sun outside the window is just right.

Tan Sang pushed Shen Jijin, who was in a wheelchair, out of the door and into the courtyard.

Mr. Shen Jijin was often beaten until he vomited blood because of the hardships he suffered when he was young, and he was injured all over his body.

Until now, the legs and feet are not very convenient.

And Tan Sang's desire to create a man was completely frustrated.

The sun is slightly drunk, and the feeling of sunning on the body is very comfortable and warm.

A gust of wind blew, and the servant hurriedly went into the house and took out two thin blankets, and put them on for the lady first.

Then he gave the lady a blanket and put it on his knees.

The servants would not have paid attention to these details, but Mr. Shen instructed them to go first when they entered the place.

In fact, the maid also knew what Mr. Shen meant, that his wife was more important than himself.

The man's dark eyes looked at the clouds, and suddenly called: "Madame......"

"Huh?" Tan Sang lowered his head to look at him and asked, "Is it cold?" ”

"It's not cold."

Tan Sang said with a smile, just like back then: "Husband, do you think that cloud is like the flower I gave you?" ”

The man's appearance has long since aged.

As if remembering something, a smile was dyed in a cloudy eye.

"Like ......"

He suddenly called again: "Madame......"

Tan Sang squatted down and looked at him in the same light: "Huh? ”

The man's eyes were only reflected in her, "That's it...... Suddenly I want to call Mrs. ”

Half a day.

"Madame......"

"I'm here."

He took the woman by the hand and said, "When you meet me, can your wife be sad and hate me?" ”

Tan Sang's hand froze, she knew that Shen Jijin was talking about him in the dream, and her eyes were extremely serious: "No." ”

Hearing this, the man seemed to smile slightly: "Madame is really generous......

Even his indifferent attitude was completely forgotten.

But only Tan Sang knew how affectionate the person in front of her was to her.

Put all your net worth and life on her.

gave her all the tenderness of his life.

Her husband has always been a good person.

The woman's voice gently came into his ears with the wind, very gentle.

"I'm so happy to meet you."

It's a blessing in my life to have your preference.

"Ma'am, can you pour me a cup of tea?"

The man suddenly wanted to drink tea, which made Tan Sang stunned for a while.

Because Tan Sang doesn't like the bitterness of tea, Shen Jijin hasn't drunk it for almost thirty or forty years.

But she said, "All right," and put the blanket on his lap, and said to him, "Wait for me for a while." ”

The footsteps were far away, and the sound of the wind rustling through the branches and leaves of the trees......

Shen Jijin's head was slightly raised, the blue sky was like washing, and the years were peaceful.

Yesterday he dreamed of that dream, and in his dream he was still a warlord, still a slaughter, but there was no little girl who could pull him back.

He went to Tan Mansion.

But he didn't see the little girl.

There is no Tan Sang in all, anywhere.

Fortunately, he woke up from the dream, and the little girl was still lying beside him.

They're all getting old.

Although I don't have a son and a half daughter, I am so lucky to meet her in this life.

He slowly closed his eyes, his expression serene.

The branches and leaves fell on the thin blanket on his lap with a whirl.

Tan Sang came out with warm tea and walked to his side,

Suddenly a little panicked: "...... Husband? ”

The porcelain cup in her hand shattered in response, the woman's eyes instantly turned red, her legs were weak, and she knelt down and hugged him: "No, don't sleep......

It's too cold here, shall we go back? ”

"Husband......

Later, the lady also passed away.

Someone found that the treasure house of Mr. Shen Jijin, who was said to be rich and rivaled the country, only had a portrait of his wife.

And, a diary.

[My story with you is all my treasures.] ］