The courtyard was empty, only the empty autumn wind.

The wind in the night did not stop, but it was stronger than when Yu Yao slept, but the autumn wind was always soft, and no matter how strong it was, it was not as cold and ruthless as in winter. A few osmanthus flowers outside the wall were also blown in, and at this moment they were blown left and right in the air and swayed a few times before falling to the ground.

Yu Yao followed the petals and squinted her eyes, only to find that the ground was actually blown with a thin layer of osmanthus, it seems that this osmanthus will also be completely blown off by the autumn wind tonight.

After the osmanthus has fallen, it will be winter again. Yu Yao looked at the empty courtyard, and suddenly felt sad that she couldn't stop it.

You shouldn't have gotten up in the middle of the night.

She was annoyed in her heart, knowing that once the feelings in her heart were turned up, they would be out of control. The grief that had been pent up for too long immediately invaded her entire body, and she even felt that even her hands and feet could feel the grief at this moment.

Yu Yao's hand held the door frame tightly, trying to find an outlet for this nightmarish heartache, she involuntarily trembled slightly, she leaned against the wall a little unsteadily, and suddenly tears welled up.

From the moment she learned of Wen Nian's accident to the last moment, she didn't shed a single tear, as if crying was some kind of ritual, as long as she experienced this ritual, it was equivalent to acquiescing in Wen Nian's death.

So she didn't die.

At the moment, the tears were flowing silently, and she didn't even have a trace of sobbing, as if as long as this was the case, she could pretend that she hadn't cried.

The courtyard was so quiet that I didn't want to live, only the sound of the wind could be heard, and the fragrance of osmanthus seemed to smell exceptionally good.

Yu Yao secretly cursed herself in her heart, if there was really a knock on the door, couldn't Rong Yu hear it? Obviously, his unwillingness to be troubled by himself, and if he didn't pay attention for a while, he missed the road again, making such an embarrassment, but fortunately, no one saw it at this time.

It was time to go to bed late at night, thinking about what to do, Yu Yao slammed the door, wiped her tears, and lay back on the bed.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to continue sleeping, but her mind couldn't help but think wildly, the realistic knock on the door, the osmanthus flowers blown by the wind, the good fragrance in the yard and ...... Today is his birthday.

The wind blows outside the window, accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Suddenly, Yu Yao opened her eyes!

That long-lost aroma! And also......

Yu Yao noticed that something was sticky and wet on her fingertips, and she took a closer look at the moonlight, and it was actually blood...... And she had only touched the door frame.

She lifted the quilt, got out of bed in a panic, forgot to put on her shoes, pushed open the door and rushed out desperately.

It was because there were too many osmanthus petals in the night that Yu Yao ignored the faint familiar smell in this fragrance, tonight was his birthday, and Yu Yao had 10,000 reasons to believe that the faint fragrance mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus was the fragrance on his body that she had relied on.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she could almost conclude that Fang Cai's knock on the door was not a dream, if Rong Yu hadn't heard any movement at the moment, it was that someone didn't want him to hear it.

The courtyard was still empty, and the place where Yu Yao ran raised fine osmanthus petals, and when she ran to the gate of the courtyard, she suddenly slowed down.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, her heart almost jumping out of her throat, as if the seed of a firework was ready to explode at any moment.

Yu Yao held her breath and pushed the door open.