She looked up at him in surprise, the tears in her eyes couldn't stop for a while, and they were still flowing down: "What are you talking about?" What is the Great Love Saint? ”

"Tell me, who are your tears shed for besides for your husband?" He stared into her eyes, the twinkle in her eyes as if she was already revealing a hidden story.

She lowered her eyes, frowned, and turned her face away, why is it that the story that has passed for so long still can't be passed, four years, the wind and clouds have changed a hundred times, and everything is unusual, but why is this unspeakable, dusty story being asked again.

"Nope." She whispered.

"Really? Yesterday's letter, Uncle Zhou was so happy after reading it, but you looked sad after reading it, why? He pinched her chin and made her look at him. She didn't expect him to be like this, carefully observing her every expression.

"You're surprised I found out your secret?" He shook his head and said, "I didn't deliberately want to spy on anything, but in the past few years, I have been naturally attracted to you, so every expression and emotion of yours will be deeply reflected in my eyes and remembered in my memory." ”

"Ruojun, tell me, is it him?" He carefully spit out a name in a deep voice: "Zhou Ruikang." ”

She jumped up like an electric shock, her whole body trembled, she shook a few steps, and leaned on the trunk of the tree in despair, her reaction had answered everything, "It seems that I guessed correctly, I have never understood why, every time Uncle Zhou mentions Ruikang, you are either unrelenting, or your face is pale, you never look at his letters, you never look at his photos, you never mention a word about him, everything is just because you love him." Isn't it? ”

"No!" She clenched her aching heart, her voice trembling and changing tone.

"Admit it! You avoid, you avoid, you don't say it, not because you forget, but because the name makes you miserable! ”

"Say no more!" She suddenly shouted loudly and turned to look at him: "Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it!" She repeated uncontrollably, her body shaking like a maple leaf trembling in the wind.

"Okay, I'm not going to talk about it, I already have a rough idea of how thrilling this story is." He walked up to her, bit his lip, and said, "Ruojun, let me help you, okay?" ”

"No, Xiaohui, this is my debt, my sin, my life, let me bear it myself, I can't drag you down anymore. I'm not a good woman, don't waste time on me. She looked into the distance and said, frowning, "Leave me, leave us, and go find your life." ”

"Do you really want me to leave?"

"Yes." She said resolutely.

"Why do you reject a beautiful future for the sake of a dead past?" He was very unwilling, he was very unwilling to lose.

"For my heart has died with the past." She gently picked up a fiery red maple leaf from the ground and placed it in her palm.

Ding Xiaohui let out a long sigh and admitted his defeat, he spread his hands, smiled lightly and said, "Okay." Maybe I'll make you feel more comfortable leaving. With a self-deprecating smile, he also picked up a maple leaf from the ground and gently covered the maple leaf in Ruojun's hand, feeling like two maple leaves kissing each other.

Ruojun looked up at him, and he looked at her, but he couldn't see her heart, and the door of her heart was closed.

//

After returning from Xiangshan that day, Ding Xiaohui never came to Mei's house again, and soon Cuiliu gave birth to a beautiful little boy, the birth of a newborn added incomparable joy and vitality to the Mei family's small courtyard, Zhou Lao Ye happily held it in his hand every day, personally named the child Zhou Yongxing, and looked forward to the arrival of the Zhou family's grandson next spring.

Ruojun watched their family of three enjoying themselves, and also infected their happiness, with more smiles on his face, he made small clothes for the child with his own hands, tiger head hat and tiger head shoes, opened the door, and saw Cuiliu holding the child, snuggled in Zhou Fu's arms, Zhou Fu hugged Cuiliu with one hand, and happily teased his infant son who was smiling. She suddenly sighed, it turns out that happiness is so simple, hugging her lover, being embraced by her lover, it turns out that happiness is so simple, as long as you can stay with your lover, it is happiness. She looked at them in a daze, until Cuiliu found her standing in the doorway and hurriedly invited her in.

"Come on, come on, I've made some clothes and shoes for the kids, come and see." Ruojun walked in with a smile and raised the clothes in his hand.

"Yo, young grandmother, you see you're working hard again." Zhou Fu stood up and welcomed Ruojun in, with a happy smile on his face, he had completely healed from Magpie's pain.

"What's the matter, I'm doing it happily. Our family has long needed to have children's laughter. Ruojun came to the bed with the clothes and teased Yongxing with a rattle, Yongxing smiled at her, and she laughed too.

Cuiliu looked at her deeply, shook her head, felt very uncomfortable, raised her head and gave Zhou Fu a look, Zhou Fu understood, nodded and said that she walked out for some reason.

"Grandma Young," Cuiliu shouted softly.

"Huh?" Ruojun was excited to take the tiger head hat to Yongxing to see.

"Why did you refuse Mr. Ding?" Cuiliu asked with concern.

Ruojun slowly restrained his smile, glanced at her helplessly, shook his head, and said softly, "I can't give him what he wants." ”

"Grandma, I know you don't want to mention it, I've been just looking at it for so long and keeping my mouth shut, but you are kind to me and Zhou Fu, if you didn't try your best to promote and explain Zhou Fu, he would never confess to me for the rest of his life. Our family of three can have today thanks to you, so I don't care if you are angry or not, I have to say what is in my heart. Cuiliu frowned lightly, stared at Ruojun's face, and asked slowly, "You, have you always loved the second young master?" ”

Ruojun raised his eyelashes and glanced at her, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Cuiliu looked at her suspiciously, and said, "But, why did you go back to Zhou's house in the first place?" You should have gone away with the second young master, you shouldn't have come back. ”

Ruojun sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the window lattice: "Ryan is a good man, it is my husband, he touches me and breaks my heart, if I don't come back, he will die." ”

"Ahem, it's true, the eldest young master is also an infatuated person." Cuiliu pursed her lips and whispered guiltily: "Grandma, that day's Hehuan was my order, you blame me." ”

"I know, you're just doing what you're told, and I don't blame you." Ruojun smiled and patted her hand, and sighed: "I don't even blame Mrs. Zhou, how can I blame you." ”

"Really? You don't blame your wife? ”

Ruojun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's only because I have a deep relationship with Ruikang." ”

"The eldest young grandmother, the second young master, he is already married, and he will soon have his own children, why don't you consider Mr. Ding? It's been almost three years, and we all know Mr. Ding's personality very well. ”

"I'm not going to get married again." Ruojun sighed, a smile raised at the corner of her mouth, she had already made her life choice.

"But ......"

"No, but, no, no, no, in short, I won't remarry, I'm already very tired, I just want to live this life peacefully, do my filial piety for Ryan, serve my father for a hundred years, and train Shu Zhi to become a talent, I will feel at ease." Ruojun shook his head and interrupted her.

"Cough, young grandmother, don't worry, as long as I Cuiliu lives for a day, Zhou Fu and I will serve you for a day, and we won't let you be alone." Cuiliu held Ruojun's hand, and Ruojun smiled.

The days can only be described by the word "boil", and even the kind of "mixed grain" that can almost eat the dead is not something that everyone can buy, fortunately, Cheng Jiawei will bring some white flour rice from time to time to help the Zhou family, Shu Zhi will also go fishing in the river during the holidays, add some good dishes to the family, although Ding Xiaohui no longer comes to the door, but often asks Shu Zhi to bring some vegetables and fruits back.

Cheng Jiawei came and went every time he came to visit, never lingering much, Master Zhou asked about Ruikang and Jiaqi, he was always hesitant, flickering, making Master Zhou very confused and uneasy, Ruojun was also very puzzled, she tried to talk to him, but he just looked at the sky and sighed.

Everyone is immersed in their own story, and no one notices that Cheng Jiawei is in love, which is another story that makes people sigh...... A story that takes place in the season of falling flowers, about the blossoming and falling of flowers......

//

Candles have also become a luxury, Mei Ruojun can only do embroidery under the dim kerosene lamp, she is lucky, a show workshop took a batch of urgent work, too late to catch up, it just so happened that Mei Ruojun took her embroidery to try her luck, the boss saw her exquisite handiwork, and gave her a deposit on the spot, tonight she must drive out this picture of flowers blooming richly.

Until the sky was bright, she was finally finished, looking at her results, she felt very satisfied, but she also found that there was something wrong with herself, her eyes were glazed, she knew that she needed to rest, she stood up and wanted to take care of Zhou Fu and send things to the show. But as soon as she stood up and staggered two steps, she felt weak all over, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood vomited out from between her beautiful lips and dripped on the ground, and the floor suddenly seemed to bloom like red plums.

Looking at the blood on the ground, she didn't call for help, it seemed that death had always been something she was waiting for, she just collapsed, slowly slumped to the ground, leaning against the earthen wall, staring at the sky outside the window, silently calling out his name in her heart...... There was no purpose, she just wanted to call him.

O clouds, I call out his name, can you hear me?

O wind, I call out his name, can you hear me?

Can you hear me, O mountain, as I call out his name?

Can you hear me, lovers, as I call your name?