Mei Ruojun knew that she should confess to Ding Xiaohui, but she was really not in the mood, she spent her days in a trance, either breaking the cup or smashing the bowl, or burning herself, or cooking the rice burnt.

Her mind kept thinking about the scene of Ruikang's painful struggle, beating her head, was he so painful every day? Do you need to rely on painkillers every day to survive? Is he blind?

She was tormented by these problems, life was worse than death, Ding Xiaohui was very silent, did not disturb her almost crazy thoughts, just quietly waited for her, or observed her.

He ate her burnt rice and fried vegetables, looked at her chopsticks in the air and stared at the kerosene lamp, but he didn't say a word. It's as if the husband and wife are living in different time and space.

She felt that she was about to be driven crazy by the anxiety in her heart, and finally, that morning, as soon as Ding Xiaohui went out, she violently took off her apron, carried Nian'an down the mountain, and went straight to the "Homesick Garden".

However, she still can't get in, the door of the "Homesick Garden" is always closed tightly, occasionally one or two people come out, and they always open and close the door carefully, Mei Ruojun can only find a hidden place to sit in the nearby woods, wanting to wait for Jiaqi to come out, kneel down and beg her, begging her to let her go in and take a look.

From sunrise to sunset, she waited stupidly, even if she couldn't get in, she felt much more at ease, because he was only a wall away from her, and if anything happened to him, she could know quickly, instead of worrying about it in the cabin.

For a few days, she was like this, just like going to work, and when Xiaohui went out, she took food, water, and an umbrella, and carried Nian'an to sit in the woods outside the "Homesick Garden", staring at the big iron gate.

Finally, on the fifth day, Cheng Jiaqi came out, and Ruojun hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

"Jiaqi, please, let me go in and take a look at him, just from a distance, okay? I promise, I'll leave as soon as I've seen it. ”

Cheng Jiaqi looked at Mei Ruojun who stopped in front of her in surprise, and instantly began to disgust and despise the woman in front of her, she, a married woman, blatantly asked herself to get close to her husband, it was really ridiculous and ridiculous, how could there be such a shameless woman in the world?

She remembered Mei Ruojun's dark history, she had never been a chaste woman, was she? She once swayed between the brothers Ruian and Ruikang, if it is said that the marriage with Ruian was not of her own volition, and Ruian is disabled, it is understandable, then the marriage with Ding Xiaohui is her own nod, and Ding Xiaohui is healthy and beautiful, she is definitely a good partner who can match her, she is still so dissatisfied, greedy to get Ruikang.

How could she be friends with a woman like her in the first place? She's really blind, and her own tragedy is also written by her, isn't it? If it weren't for her, she might have been like glue and a fish in water with Ruikang, she had lived in her shadow for so many years, she ruined all her beautiful understanding of friendship, love, marriage, and life, destroyed her self-confidence, self-esteem, she made herself from a kind and tolerant person to a jealous and indifferent person, and she actually had the face to ask to be close to her husband. She's too arrogant, this unruly woman!

"Impossible! Mei Ruojun, please don't forget that you are a married woman, and your behavior has greatly lost women's morality and made me, who is also a woman, feel ashamed. Our friendship is over, just like the past between you and Ruikang, I advise you to cherish what you already have and not be too greedy. Otherwise, I think you'll lose everything soon. It's too late to regret it. ”

"I know, I know I'm not a good woman, but Jiaqi, please, just let me look at him. I can't see him, I'm dying, let me look at him, I'll go, and I won't stay, okay? She looked up sharply, as if remembering something: "Oh, look, this is the mask you gave me before, I brought it, I can wear it." Good no good? ”

She trembled and hurriedly put on her mask, knelt down, and kept kowtowing to Cheng Jiaqi.

But the more she was like this, the more Jiaqi felt that she was as disgusting as a cockroach mouse, raised her head, lowered her eyelids and looked at her, and said coldly: "It's shameless! And he went away with the help of the servant.

Mei Ruojun didn't know how long she had been kneeling on the ground, looking at the black door, she slowly stood up, walked to the door leisurely, raised her hand and was about to take a picture, but she still hesitated, there was Jiawei in the garden, and Master Zhou, they would not let themselves see Ruikang, they would drive themselves away like Cheng Jiaqi.

She was in pain, and she fell on the door in pain and cried.

"If you're here, why don't you go in?" A voice behind him asked.

Ruojun hurriedly wiped away his tears with his fingers, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Song Yuanyang who stepped down from his special car gracefully.

"Why are you crying at the gate?"

"No, nothing?"

"Come with me." Song Yuanyang said as he knocked on the door.

Ah, Song Yuanyang appeared in time like an angel sent by God, if the flame of hope ignited in his eyes, he is the real master of this "homesick garden", all the Zhou family members are just staying here, including those servants are also assigned by him, and he has the absolute right to speak in this garden.

The door opened, and the subordinates greeted Song Yuanyang attentively, and Ruojun hurriedly put on the mask.

"What are you doing wearing this, how do you put it on your child?" He asked.

"Mr. Song, please don't reveal my identity, okay? The grievances between me and the Zhou family and the Cheng family are too deep, I just want to go in and see Ruikang, I don't want to alarm anyone. ”

"Oh?" Song Yuanyang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll just say that it's my newly bought subordinate." ”

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Song."

Song Yuanyang grinned: "No thanks, I hope you can cure Zhou Ruikang and let him recover as soon as possible, I have important things to talk to him." ”

The two walked to the backyard and saw a girl carrying a bowl of Chinese medicine to be sent to Zhou Ruikang's room.

Song Yuanyang called out to her and asked, "Old Man Zhou and Young Master Cheng, what about Mrs. Zhou?" ”

"Back to the master, Young Master Cheng went out early in the morning, and he hasn't returned yet, his wife went out to buy something, and Old Man Zhou just came to see the colonel and went back to the room." The girl replied.

"Okay, you give her the medicine, I'll go see the colonel now. Go down. ”

Ruojun carefully took the medicine bowl in the girl's hand, followed Song Yuanyang closely, walked through the corridor, and came to a very elegant room.

Song Yuanyang pushed open the door, the room was very quiet, the light was bright but not dazzling, the mahogany furniture, noble and magnificent, the cyan bed curtain was elegant and fresh, Zhou Ruikang sat on the bed, like a wooden man, his eyes were hazy, and he couldn't find the focus of his sight at all.

"Go in, don't worry, no one will disturb you for a while."

Mei Ruojun couldn't say half a word excitedly, nodded, took the medicine bowl, and walked quickly to the bed.

Ruikang ...... Ruikang ...... "She called him lightly, but he didn't move, she was so distressed, so distressed, she put his hands on his face and lips, and kissed and kissed."

"Let's drink the medicine first, otherwise the medicine will be cold." She was dripping with tears, while scooping a spoonful of medicinal juice with a spoon and feeding it to his mouth, Ruikang did not resist, opened his mouth and drank, like a robot, you stuffed it into his mouth, he opened his mouth, and soon drank all the bowls of medicine, but his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his mouth was flattened like a child.

She smiled lightly: "Don't you think it's too bitter." ”

After looking around and seeing that there were no snacks such as candy, he took out a plum cake from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

The familiar sweetness melted in his mouth, melting all the bitterness, the faint fragrance was slowly released between his lips and teeth, plum blossom crisp, Mei Ruojun, he suddenly remembered the plum appreciation conference that year, he seemed to see a lot of people in front of him happily composing poems and laughing in the plum garden, ah, what a beautiful winter day it was, those youthful faces, those beautiful poems, those happy times, they wrote poems, sang, danced, joked, what a charming winter day it was, and it was the first time he knew that there were" "Plum Blossom Cake" is such a special snack.

He closed his eyes, his eyelids kept trembling slightly, after a while, tears had wet his eyelashes, slowly overflowing from the corners of his eyes, those beautiful days, those simple happiness, seemed to have been far away from him, the cruelty and blood on the battlefield, so that he has always had a feeling of despair and frustration of human nature, his current world is only war, fighting, power struggle, gunshots, cannons, blood, dead bodies, ruins, he hates war, hates all ugly, dark things, His heart has always been reminiscing about the bright sunshine that has passed.

She took out a handkerchief sadly and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but she cried.

He grabbed her hand, and she was startled.

"Who are you? Is it Ruojun? He suddenly spoke, his mind was clear, but his eyes were blurry, and he could only see some light and shadow vaguely, he couldn't see her face clearly, he could only see a general outline.

"Yes, it's me." She replied softly.

He was stunned, he couldn't believe it, was his plum blossom really by his side? Really? Wouldn't it be a hallucination? During this time, he has been shuttling back and forth between illusion and reality, and he no longer believes in his own consciousness.

He was stunned for a moment, quickly licked his lips, and said, "Come here." Sit closer, my eyes can't see clearly, I can't see you. He pulled her closer to him.

She couldn't help but take off her mask and sit closer, trying to let him see her face.

He stretched out his hand and groped in the air, looking at his beautiful and unfocused eyes, her heart ached beyond measure, and quickly grabbed his hand and put it on his face, tears wet his palm, he trembled all over his body and picked up her face, slender and slightly rough fingers caressed her facial features one by one, small melon seed face, long curved eyebrows, slender eyelashes, small and straight nose, and full and soft lips.

He sat up straight and said in a trembling voice, "Ruojun, Ruojun, it's really you." I'm not dreaming. Oh my God, it's really you, you've finally come to see me. He laughed excitedly, holding her cheek and kissing her on the lips. Yes, it's Mei Ruojun, and she exudes the faint fragrance of flowers that haunts his soul.

"Yes yes, it's me, Ruikang, oh my God, what am I going to do? I miss you so much, I miss you so much. She kissed him too, and they kissed each other completely uncontrollably like two lovebirds that were reunited again.

He opened his arms and hugged her tightly into his arms, wanting to melt his lovesickness into this embrace, but found that there was a soft thing behind Ruojun.

"Uh-huh!" A delicate baby voice.

"What is this?"

"It's our son, Nian'an." She wiped away her tears excitedly and untied Xiao Nian'an from her back.

"Let me hug me, God, I'm a dad, I'm a dad, hehe, I can't believe it, is all this true?" Ruikang was careful, nervous, excited, and held his breath to hold the soft Xiao Nian'an into his arms.

His words made Ruojun a little puzzled, how could his words make people think that he was a first-time father, but didn't he have a fixed state? However, Ruojun didn't dig deeper, she was immersed in the joy of reuniting with him, she didn't care about the whole world, she just wanted to cherish every moment with him.

He laughed and cried again, he couldn't see the child's face clearly, only a small shadow waving his little hand.

"Tell me, who does he look more like?"

"More like you. Especially when it comes to laughing. She smiled.

"It's fine."

"What's okay?"

"Like me, like you must be ugly." He joked, and she patted him gently, and he took her into his arms and kissed her on the forehead deeply, and she clinged to his neck.

"Ruojun, if my eyes can't see, will you dislike me?"

"When I was sick and dying, you didn't dislike me, how could I dislike you? Ruikang, whether you will be okay or not, I will not leave you. She assured from the bottom of her heart that she had forgotten all the people, everything, and that their family of three was her world at this moment.

The corners of his mouth raised into a smile and hugged her tighter: "For you, I want to be better too." I want to see you and the child. ”

She snuggled up to his chest and clinged to him tightly, for fear that she would be separated in the next minute and second.

He held his beloved woman in one hand and his child in the other, feeling extremely happy, and after a while, he said with some guilt and sadness: "I lost the handkerchief you embroidered for me, and I can't find it." Will you be angry? ”

She raised her head and looked at him infatuatedly, only to understand that Song Yuanyang said that what he was looking for every night was the handkerchief he had embroidered for him back then.

She was moved, kissed him lovingly, and put her forehead against him: "It's okay, I'll embroider another one for you when I go back tonight, it's more beautiful and delicate than it was at the beginning." ”