October 12, it is advisable to break ground and be buried, it is a sad and rainy day.

Zhao Zhijun had already asked Qin Muyang for instructions, and specially invited someone from the Sunrise Bar Room to handle the funeral. Yang Jinxin had no tears for a long time, and only walked out with the crowd holding the spiritual seat in a daze. Qin Muyang also drove to the cemetery when he had a cup of tea after the army left.

During the funeral, Qin Muyang watched Yang Jinxin kneeling on the ground from a distance, the coffin was buried in the ground, and she didn't cry, the people in the bar room were a little surprised by her condition, and saw that she was alone, and still presided over the whole funeral in an orderly manner.

Yang Jinxin watched his mother enter the ground, and suddenly all the strength of his body was drained, and he only fell on the muddy ground, his eyes were dry and hot, and he couldn't shed half a tear.

"Jinxin...... Jinxin ......" Huo Donglai's hoarse shout was heard in the distance, his pure white shirt was already half wet, and he was stopped by the guards from a distance.

He glared at Qin Muyang hatefully, and said, "Qin Muyang, Aunt Lan is an elder who watched me grow up, no matter what happens, I should always come to give her a ride!"

Liao Yong, who was holding an umbrella, saw that Qin Muyang was only looking at Yang Jinxin intently, and nodded at the guard, Huo Donglai was finally released.

Huo Donglai looked at Yang Jinxin's figure lying on the ground with a painful heart, three days had passed since the day of the accident, he had been guarding outside the courtyard for three days, she had never come out to see him again, and now she could finally get close to her, she still didn't look back at him.

With a "plop", Huo Donglai knelt heavily on the ground next to her, kowtowing heavily while chanting with a crying voice: "Aunt Lan, I'm here to apologize for my mother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

He kowtowed over and over again, crying and saying sorry. In his childhood memories, the courtyard seemed to be as warm as spring all year round, and the gentle and beautiful woman, wearing a dress without flowers, sat under the osmanthus tree, washing the clothes collected from everywhere, day by day.

The woman who was strong and independent after her husband's death, the woman who raised her daughter alone, and the woman who often gently handed him all kinds of sweets will never be seen again!

However, it was because of him that such a consequence was caused, and Huo Donglai blamed himself when he thought of this. If, I didn't go shopping for clothes, if, I didn't leave, if, I convinced my parents, what if......

Yang Jinxin slowly straightened up, turned his head to look at Huo Donglai, who kept kowtowing, he was still wearing the bloodstained shirt, his handsome and white face in the past, a piece of green daisy, the short black hair that was always meticulously combed, was also messy, he cried bitterly, beaten by the rain, and was indescribably embarrassed.

Huo Donglai also stopped, straightened up and looked at Yang Jinxin, who had been looking at him steadily, pulled out a smile of surprise, reached out to wipe the muddy water off her face, her indifferent face was in front of her, Huo Donglai stretched out his hand towards her, wanting to take her into his arms, seeing his hands full of muddy water, he took it back crampedly.

"Jinxin......" he hissed, "let's get out of here!" Get out of here and live our own lives, you can go wherever you want, it's just the two of us......"

Yang Jinxin only felt that her heart was cramping, and she couldn't help but cover her chest, bend over, and kick her breath sharply.

"Jinxin ......" Huo Donglai hurriedly reached out to help her, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Yang Jinxin gently avoided his hand, looked up at his disappointed face again, hoarse voice, and said softly: "Huo Donglai, I have no choice, I can't help but think of your mother's mean face again, we ...... That's it, don't come to me again, I won't see you, so be it! ”

When Qin Muyang saw the two of them get up and talk, he hurriedly walked over, and just happened to hear Yang Jinxin's words, and his heart was steady, this childhood sweetheart has always been an obstacle for him to walk towards her, and now, this obstacle is gone!

After Yang Jinxin said this, he turned around and walked back, Huo Donglai looked at her with a white face, looked at her in disbelief, and reached out to pull her unconsciously, she had already turned around, and the last piece of clothing never stayed in his hand.

"Jinxin ......"

This sound, with a desperate and sad call, blew across the eardrums, and with the gusts of autumn wind, it drifted away!

The rain seemed to be heavier, Yang Jinxin trembled slightly, the muddy water all over her body was dripping, her body was cold and piercing, but her heart was burning and groggy.

A tireless cramp in her chest, a burning pain in her eyes, and a wave of heat poured out, stinging her pupils.

She reached out and covered her eyes, her body was about to fall, a pair of warm and powerful arms saved her, and before she could look up at him, she felt that she was wrapped in the coat with the smell of sunshine, and her eyes were so painful that she could not open them anymore!

……

Chenguang's hand caressed her face, but it didn't have half a point of temperature, the cold breath invaded little by little, Yang Jinxin trembled, his long eyelashes fanned, and he slowly opened his eyes.

In the fog, what caught her eye was the snow-white ceiling, the crystal lamp, she subconsciously pulled up the quilt, and the tentacles were a soft and delicate jacquard silk quilt cover, and the faint incense jumped into the nostrils. Outside the window, the sky was gloomy, and the Western-style curtains with lace and openwork floated slightly like ocean waves.

Is this a return to modern times?

Yang Jinxin slowly propped up her elbows and got out of bed, only to find that she was wearing a pure white silk nightdress that fell to the ground, her white and round toes were exposed, and the floor was a soft and warm carpet.

She walked around the room barefoot, the ebony dresser, the cuckoo clock would jump out, it was clearly a decoration of the Republic of China, but this was by no means the room of her own miscellaneous courtyard.

With a "click", the door opened from the outside, and Yang Jinxin looked back in surprise to see that a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a blue shirt on a white background, walked in, with neat braids hanging down on her chest. Seeing her, she pulled up a shallow smile, and her white goose egg face faintly floated with small dimples, playful and cute.

"You woke up, I cooked porridge, do you want to eat some?" Her faint, slightly shrill voice was mixed with contempt.

An uncomfortable feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, Yang Jinxin frowned and shook his head and asked, "Who are you?"

The girl smiled, and with a faint pride she replied, "I am the Lotus Fragrance of the Overseer's Mansion."

Yang Jinxin looked at her suspiciously, and asked, "This is the Overseer's Mansion?" ”

Lian Xiang shook her head and said, "This is Wuyi Lane, our fourth young master brought you here, you have been sleeping for a day."

Yang Jinxin let out a low "oh", "What about my clothes, please help me get them." ”

Lian Xiang frowned her slender eyebrows, with a hint of disgust on her face, "Your clothes, they are dirty, they have already asked me to throw them away, I'll give you my coat, it's better than yours!" ”

Yang Jinxin didn't understand why she was hostile to herself, so she only bit her lip and said, "I'm in filial piety, I'm sorry for you!"

"Wait a minute!" Lianxiang turned around and went out after speaking.

This set of plain white and blue-edged cheongsam was worn on Yang Jinxin's body, with a slightly tight chest, too wide waist, and a few twists, but Lianxiang was stunned. Yang Jinxin braided her hair, saw her expression, looked down at her, looked at her puzzled, and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Lian Xiang's ears turned red, and she replied hesitantly: "It's nothing, you see, how beautiful my cheongsam is."

Yang Jinxin followed her fingers and looked in the mirror, but it was just a plain white cheongsam with no tricks, it didn't fit well, how good it looked, but it was very suitable for her now.

"Well, thank you, Sister Lianxiang!"

Lianxiang pouted and said, "No thanks, just throw it away after you wear it, I don't want it!"

After speaking, she muttered and left, Yang Jinxin watched her go out, and habitually touched her left ear, which was bare, and the jade clip was long gone, and there would be no more in the future.

His heart couldn't stop stinging again, Yang Jinxin stabilized his mind and walked out.

When I came out, I found that this was a delicate two-story building, with a spacious and atmospheric layout, down the curved vermilion staircase, and a light green leather sofa in the living room, neat and generous, and the marble floor with a cold luster, she stepped on it barefoot, and the cold feeling that invaded her bones made her shrink a little.

"You ......" Lianxiang saw her appearance, and hurriedly ran to the back and brought out a pair of blue-faced cloth shoes, "Wear this!" ”

The two girls who had never wrapped their feet, their shoes still fit, Yang Jinxin smiled at her friendly, "Thank you!" ”

Lian Xiang looked at her gorgeous smiling face, and was slightly stunned again, and it took a while to come back to her senses.

I heard Yang Jinxin say with a light smile: "Please help me say thank you to Si Shao, I'll leave first, excuse me!"

Lianxiang pursed her lips, and the words rolled around her lips, becoming, "Okay! ”

……

After the meeting, Qin Muyang hurried back to Wuyi Lane. Upstairs, the bedroom door was ajar, and he paused a little outside the door before knocking lightly.

"Jinxin!"

If no one answers, haven't you woken up yet?

Qin Muyang couldn't help but see in front of him, that pale and beautiful face, stubborn and fragile expression, was really touching. Thinking like this, Qin Muyang unconsciously pulled a smile that he had never noticed.

"Jinxin!"

Push the door in, the familiar big bed, the bedding is neatly stacked, where is there still people!

"Someone!"

Lian Xiang and Liao Yong both hurriedly ran in front of him, Lian Xiang looked at his extremely cold face, couldn't help but shrink back, not daring to look up at him.

"Where's she?"

Lian Xiang shuddered for a moment, cautiously raised her eyes to look at him, and saw him look at him like a knife and arrow, and scolded: "I ask you, what about her?" Dumb? ”

"Miss Yang said she wanted to go back......" Lianxiang shook and replied in a low voice with a crying voice.

Qin Muyang glared at her hatefully, turned around and ran downstairs.

Liao Yong pulled the lotus incense and said in a low voice: "You are really ...... How long have you been walking? ”

"Just walked for a while." Lianxiang was already on the verge of crying.

Liao Yong frowned and glanced at her, and hurriedly went to chase after Qin Muyang.