Water becomes clouds, clouds become rain, and rain becomes water again......

At the end of this year, Mei Ruojun gave birth to a beautiful girl, Shu Zhi was excited to laugh and cry, because in his heart, there has been a huge regret for a long time, that is, the death of his sister Meng Xunmei, when he held his daughter, he couldn't help thinking of Xunmei, crying very sadly, the couple named the child "Meng Simei".

Mei Ruojun's life is so peaceful and simple, and her world is only Shu Zhi, Nian'an and Simei.

Ruikang knew the news of Mei Ruojun's marriage to Meng Shuzhi, and there was not too much surprise and sadness, he just felt sad and helpless, looking at the family photo sent by Nian'an, Mei Ruojun in the photo was still beautiful and moving, there was a faint fairy spirit, her eyes were clear, with a happy smile on her face, holding an extremely beautiful little girl in her hand, and she was sitting next to the young and handsome Meng Shuzhi, with thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, the anger in her eyes had dissipated, and now Meng Shuzhi's eyes were full of tenderness. And Nian An beside Ruojun is already a big child, he bends a pair of eyes, smiles happily, and the shallow dimples at the corners of his mouth tell his mysterious life experience.

In short, Mei Ruojun has her home, Ruikang sat on the sofa, holding the photo, looking at everyone in the photo with tears in his eyes, he remembered the cold morning in Beiping, the night before, he had just been beaten by his father Zhou, because he refused to get engaged to the Cheng family, that morning, he took two buns and handed them to the arrogant little beggar on the street.

No one would have thought that this little beggar would actually become his own stand-in to take care of his wife and children, and have them, Zhou Ruikang looked at the old-fashioned and tacky clothes on their bodies, knowing that their lives were extremely ordinary and poor, and then looking at his huge gorgeous manor, and the high-end silk pajamas on his body, he really felt that it was a great irony, if he could, he would rather exchange all his wealth with Meng Shuzhi.

He looked back at Dingguo, who was already more than five years old, who was sitting on the carpet by himself, holding a toy and stuffing it into his mouth.

After staying in the United States for more than a year, there has not been much improvement, fortunately in misfortune, although Dingguo's IQ is sluggish, he has not become mentally handicapped, but his reaction is slightly slower than ordinary people, and there is a little problem with one-ear hearing, so as long as he studies hard and insists on training in the future, he can live the same life as ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was this child who he once hated and hoped that he would disappear. There are always many surprises in life, isn't it?

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Liang Zhihong and Cheng Jiaqi couple's company is getting bigger and bigger, the husband and wife work together, and their careers are thriving.

Every year on her wedding anniversary, he would buy two pearls for Jiaqi, and as his career grew, the pearls he bought became bigger and more expensive, and many years later, Jiaqi wore these pearls into a pearl necklace and wore them on her body, becoming her favorite and most cherished jewelry.

Sometimes they would hold hands and go back to the café under the old commercial building, eating wonton noodles, soy sauce chicken, and egg tarts, talking about the company's business, the development of their children, and where to go on vacation......

Their business spread throughout Southeast Asia, even Europe and the United States, and Jia Qi was afraid that Ruikang would be too lonely and lonely, so she also invited him to join their business in Europe. Ruikang happily invested a sum of money, but was not interested in running the business. Zhou Ruikang has always been an idealist, a dreamer, not an entrepreneur.

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Song Yuanyang and Helen had three children, and they are still Ruikang's best friends, and he continues to abide by Xu Manlin's entrustment, take care of Ruikang, help him take care of his business, and deal with some trivial matters in life.

Helen felt deeply guilty because of Hu Xiaofen's matter, and she had been deeply blaming herself, and when she saw that Ruikang was alone with Dingguo, she wanted to introduce a British girl to Ruikang, but Zhou Ruikang refused with a smile.

Zhou Ruikang began to get used to solitude and enjoy solitude, in addition to taking care of Dingguo, he began to write memoirs.

Since he knew that Ruojun and Shu Zhi were married, Ruikang no longer wrote to Shu Zhi and never sent his own photos again, he didn't want to disturb their peaceful life, but continued to correspond with Nian'an, and also instructed Nian'an in the letter to keep his correspondence as secret as possible.

Watching the red roses in the rose bed bloom and thank, thank and open, year after year, his heart was calm and sluggish, he began to learn gardening, took care of the garden with his own hands, and gave all his affection to these flowers and plants, especially the plum forest, he personally took care of each plum tree, he regarded them as the embodiment of Mei Ruojun, and expressed his love and thoughts for Ruojun in this way.

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"There are many plum blossoms and plum blossoms, there is a reason for the fate of the past, it is the will of heaven for the flowers to fall and drift, and there are two boundless ...... in ten years of life and death"

The years blew through the wilderness of life like a gust of wind, and before I knew it, three years had passed in a blink of an eye.....

In the small courtyard of the Meng family, Mei Ruojun is doing needlework in front of the table, in the cradle next to her, there is Simei who is sleeping soundly, Nian'an is already a fifteen-year-old high school student, sitting opposite, writing homework, the longer he grows, the more handsome he becomes, sometimes Ruojun will be cranky, this child is really a waste not to be a big star, Nian'an seems to have inherited the reading genes of Zhou Mei's two families, and is very interested in literature. and Shu Zhi often discuss various knowledge.

Nian'an's grades have always been among the best, and he is very sensible, Ruojun is very comforting.

Meng Shuzhi was promoted to a cadre in the factory, and his work began to be busy, sometimes even on weekends for business trips and meetings, but he always tried to rush home as soon as possible to reunite with Ruojun and the children. In short, Ruojun finally lives the simple and happy life she wants, and she loves everyone in her family.

Outside the window, the sky was gloomy, and a large dark cloud was rolling in from afar, like a black-faced giant, with rumbling thunder, Ruojun put down the needle and thread in his hand, and muttered: "Yo, it's going to be a thunderstorm, I'll go collect clothes." ”

"Mother, I'll help you." Nian An said.

"No, you do your homework and look at your sister." Ruojun got off the kang, put on his shoes, kissed Simei in the cradle, took the basket, and went to the yard.

She looked up at the dark sky, while taking the clothes from the clothesline, the wind was strong, the clothes on the rope were blown crackling, the dead leaves and weeds around were blown up to the sky, flying in the air disorderly, the sky was as dark as night, the rolling thunder was getting closer and closer, and suddenly raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky.

The cold rain fell from the clouds in a hurry, and the water splashed on the ground, and Ruojun sped up the speed of his hand.

"Click! Rumbling~~~~" A dazzling lightning bolt split the dark clouds in the sky into irregular geometric shapes, and disappeared in an instant, Ruojun was surrounded by deciduous dead grass flying in the air, and I don't know why the wind was so violent.

The sky and the earth were dark, as if it had suddenly changed from day to night, and the dark clouds in the sky were gathering more and more.

This storm came so suddenly, so quickly, lightning! Thunderstorm! Whirlwind! Heavy rain! Non-stop, taking turns to bring Ruojun into a space-time tunnel......

The rain drenched her all over, and suddenly! A thunderclap cracked above her head, as if a god had split her head with an axe in the sky......

Mei Ruojun suddenly stood in the rain in a daze, the clothes she had just accepted slipped from her arms to the ground, and for a long time, she looked up at a small forest in the backyard of the Meng family, as if she had been enchanted, step by step, step by step.

Yes, she was enchanted, and a man's voice kept ringing in her ears: "If you want to go to hell, are you afraid?" ”

"Are you afraid of going to hell?"

"Are you afraid of going to hell?"

……

Hell! Hell! Hell! Are you afraid? Are you afraid? Are you afraid? ....... her head hurts, the man's voice grows louder and louder in her head, and Ruojun involuntarily spins around the woods. Oh! Grove! Stormy night! Hell's Alliance! ……

His face, under the lightning, pale and shiny, that young handsome and beautiful face, who is he? …….

"Ruojun ......"

She heard him calling to her, his voice was so familiar, so gentle, his eyes were so affectionate, her heart was beating so fast, her heart was so painful, it was a pain that pierced her heart, lightning and thunder kept roaring in the air, the pouring rain drenched her from head to toe, her whole body was dripping with water, and the wind blew her thoughts back into another grove.

Memory, like smashed mirror fragments, little by little, piece by piece, slowly, gradually pieced together, greeting relatives, carriages, kitchens, Mei houses, groves, lotus ponds, broken temples, small attics, Jinyun Mountain cabins...... It's all back.

She slowly sat down under a big tree, like a stone in the wind and rain, her body had no sense, because her consciousness had traveled through time and space, piece by piece the pieces into a piece of the past.

Her head was covered with leaves, withered grass, wet hair sticking to her cheeks, her eyes were glazed to look ahead, and her lips were trembling as if she were saying something......

She was pronouncing a man's name: "Rui...... Kang ...... "She kept reading, repeating it, and the more she read it, the louder it became......

"Ruikang! Ruikon! Ruikon! ”

She finally cried out his name in a heart-rending voice, pain, loss, helplessness, frustration, all of which came back with the rumbling thunder, her heart broken into thousands of pieces, and she cried out loudly, her warm tears and the cold rain merging together.

"Mother!" Nian An walked up to her with an umbrella, and his face was moved: "Do you think of your father?" ”

Ruojun raised his head and looked at Nian'an, his face became more and more like Ruikang, looking at him, Ruojun suddenly felt sour, astringent and comforted, pulled his son into his arms, held his face, and kissed him twice.