In front of the gardenia, she was holding her daughter in her left hand, and her right hand was inserting the gardenia into her sideburns, the two of them were smiling very happily, and Yun Wuxin was looking at the two of them quietly with her hands behind her back.

"Didn't he leave me anything?" She blurted out a pain in her heart.

"As far as I know, no." Link thought for a moment, "I asked him that question too, and he always smiled and didn't speak. ”

She examined it closely, hoping to find a single word he had left, but was disappointed.

"Looks like he doesn't live here much?" She looked at the empty bookshelves.

"Later, when he was not in good health, he lived here all the time." Link said lightly, "On his deathbed, he burned everything and left nothing but the painting. ”

"What about Chengcheng? Anything left? ”

"She was not in good health, Shui Cheng Yin Qi was too strong, and then she lingered on the sickbed, and she only lived for more than 100 years before she passed away."

Her heart ached, and she couldn't help but complain, "How come? Don't you have anything you can do? ”

"Nope." Link's tone finally fluctuated, "No one wants her to live more than I do, and I don't hesitate to exchange the whole world for her rebirth." ”

Sighing, she also knew that she was wrong to blame, sitting at the desk, she noticed that there were two slightly concave nests on the table, just enough to put her arms on them, and across the window was Yudaifeng, her favorite place to go before, I don't know why Yun Wuxin sat here all year round.

Putting her arms on it, she tried to think about Yun Wuxin's mood, flowers blooming and falling, the seasons change, and he is gone, will he be sad?

Her eyes drifted around, skimming the mountains and rivers of the cliff mountain, and finally fell on the lookout pavilion, which was the favorite place for the two to go in their spare time, and there was a begonia tree planted outside the pavilion, all year round, the flowers never fell.

"You wait for me, I'll go back when I go." Taking a deep breath, she felt that the aura between heaven and earth seemed to have life, surging one after another, and surrounded her affectionately.

It's so hard to fly up and play the role of an ordinary person every time you travel through the world, and now you can finally be yourself.

Falling under the begonia tree, the petals were sprinkled, and she vaguely saw someone sitting in the pavilion, hey, who could it be?

"You're here?" Yun Wuxin was wearing a white robe, his black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and he was still the same clear and handsome.

"What is this? Illusion? Walking into the pavilion, her surroundings changed, and she returned to the room she had just had, the empty room was filled with furniture, a book on the desk was turned in the breeze, and a silver bell-like laughter came from the courtyard.

"Chengcheng, come over and see who's back." Yun Wuxin didn't answer her question, but looked out the door.

"Father, who's coming?" A delicate girl ran in, followed by a treasure hunter, and one man and one beast made a mess.

"Chengcheng." Li Jinjin looked at her intently, Yun Cheng looked sixteen or seventeen years old, his eyes were like Yun Wuxin, his face was like her, his hair was in the sun, velvety, exactly the same as when she was a child.

"Mother, are you back?" Yun Cheng rubbed his head and smiled very happily, "I calculated, you've been there for a long time this time, I thought you wouldn't come back." ”

She was surprised in her heart, but she thought in her heart that even if it was an illusion, she wanted to stay for a while, so she pulled Yun Cheng over and looked at her carefully: "You have grown up and become more and more beautiful." ”