That's really embarrassing for her big-bellied woman.

I didn't expect him to toss for so long, and his wish is to listen to her sing a song?

It's so simple, it's so pure.

She felt that her thoughts, compared to his, seemed a little dirty.

In order to hide the weakness in her heart, she coughed lightly, "Isn't it just a song?" No problem, tell me, what do you want to hear? ”

Mu Zichuan said: "Anything is fine, as long as you sing it." ”

You sang it, especially for me......

"So?" Yang Ruoqing said, frowning while slowly walking forward, quickly filtering all the best song titles in her mind.

I saw him beside him, dressed in a white robe, carrying a bamboo tube for books on his back, and holding an umbrella in one hand.

Personable, elegant, full of bookish air, a good student who is elegant and dusty.

Her eyes lit up, and the title of a song suddenly jumped into her mind.

"In this way, I'll sing you a song of "Divination." She said.

Mu Zichuan nodded.

There was no soundtrack, she adjusted her voice, a soft and pure voice, sounding in the morning breeze......

"The wind blows the sand, the butterflies love the flowers, the story of the ages,

Like the moon in the water, I am fascinated by the flowers in the mirror......"

Her voice was very good, as if there was a special magic that tugged at his heart.

In front of me, a picture scroll slowly unfolded......

"Bamboo fence, wooden pipa, arched bridge under the moon,"

"Who is playing and singing, missing the distance and worrying about ......"

"In the middle of summer that year, you packed your bags and left home."

"Next to the ancient road, I want to cry first."

The young student went to Beijing to catch the exam, and the girl who was a childhood sweetheart saw him off step by step......

He had been away for several cold and summer months, and she had been waiting at home, looking at the entrance of the village.

Ask everyone from the outside about him.

When will you return home?

Is everything alright?

"The temple begged for a signature, and I cried about Qingmei and other bamboo horses,"

"Ask the Bodhisattva to bless us ......"

"Keep guessing, and divining again,"

"Good luck and bad luck, or fear ......"

"In the middle of summer that year, you packed your bags and left home,"

"Next to the ancient road, I want to cry first, the crops in the field are harvested one after another, and we, when will they sprout?"

When does it germinate?

Sprout?

Mu Zichuan's gaze was cast into the distance.

As far as the eye can see, there are endless fields and small villages scattered in the middle of the fields.

At this time, the midwinter has not yet receded, the warm spring has not yet awakened, and the fields are a little barren.

Everything is dormant......

The singing in my ears has slowly etherealized, and finally merged with the morning breeze and turned into a helpless sigh.

Like clouds, like smoke.

A clear tear slowly slipped from the corner of his eye.

"What's wrong? Isn't it hard for me to sing? Look, it's making you cry! ”

Beside him, Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry when she saw him like this.

Sister, my singing voice is not bad, why is this guy crying? Ay!

Hearing her voice, Mu Zichuan came back to his senses.

His gaze fell on Yang Ruoqing's face in a complicated manner.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry." He said in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and hurriedly waved her hand: "I am the one who should say I'm sorry, I sang a song to see you off, and I sang you to cry......"

Mu Zichuan shook his head.

"The song is very good, it seems to be a true portrayal of the two of us." He said.

"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing's brain circuit is a little unable to turn.

Mu Zichuan continued: "Qing'er, I finally know where I lost to Luo Fengtang. ”

"What?" Yang Ruoqing's eyes widened again.

Mu Zichuan said: "When I was young, I was concentrating on my studies, neglecting you and neglecting you. ”

"It's my fault."

"At that time, I valued fame and fortune too much to fit anything else in my eyes."

"Zichuan ......"

"Qing'er, don't interrupt, listen to what I say." Mu Zichuan said.

Well, Yang Ruoqing shut up.

Mu Zichuan took a step forward, lowered his head, and his gentle and doting eyes embraced her like spring water.

"My father is gone, and I depend on my mother, orphans and widows for my life."

"Since I was a child, my body has been weaker than my peers, and studying is my only way out, and it is also the only way out that my elders have instilled in me."

"In this world, there is no double dharma, and one side will be the one who loses after all."

"What I want to say to you is that if I am given another chance to do it again, I will take the test, but I will not climb up like this."

"After passing the exam, I should be content, and then, treat you well and marry you as my wife!"

"Once, I wanted to get ahead, and now, I just want to be rich and expensive,"

"Be with the people you like, have children, and honor your elders." Mu Zichuan said.

After hearing all this, a smile bloomed on the corner of Yang Ruoqing's lips.

"You've finally figured it out?"

"It's not too late to figure it out now, from now on, spend a little thought, find a girl you like, and get married as soon as possible and build a happy family." She said.

"This is your mother's wish, and it is also the wish of me and Tang Yanzi."

"All of us, we all want to be happy, we all have to be good!" She said again.

Mu Zichuan nodded.

"I know it in my heart, okay Qing'er, the song is also sung, and the words are spoken."

"Ten miles of long pavilion, you must say goodbye to you for a thousand miles, you can go back!" He said.

Under the eyes, there is a repressed nostalgia and reluctance.

Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly and nodded: "Cheng, when you are free, you will go home and go around." ”

Mu Zichuan nodded.

"Your mother is also my mother now, don't worry, I will take good care of her, and I will send you a letter if there is anything." She said again.

He still nodded, silent.

"Cheng, then you can go, I'll go back." She said, turning away.

The two turned around at the same time and left in different directions.

She let out a light breath, and a stone in her heart fell completely.

Today's words, his heart should have been knotted.

Zichuan, cherish all the way, and cherish it.

On the other side, Mu Zichuan also walked forward without looking back.

The hand hidden at the bottom of the sleeve was clenched into a fist.

In my ears, it seemed that her singing voice sounded again.

"Guess what, another hexagram, it's signed, but I still can't let it go......"

"My love for you, after a few winters and summers, I miss it day and night, and pray that I won't change my hexagram again......"

Qing'er, if this is the final ending.

In this life and this life, I will not marry again.

A lover who has been missed can never be found again.

In this life, I would like to be alone, as a brother, to protect you for the rest of my life.

I only hope that in the next life, I will join hands with you again and go through a reincarnation......

……

After sending Mu Zichuan away, time passed as if the accelerator had been turned on, and it flew by.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of February of the lunar calendar.

Yang Ruoqing's belly is a good one, and now she is really inconvenient to move.

The child is so heavy, he walks too much, and the bone behind his butt seems to be about to open.