The maple leaves are red, the Xiangshan is dressed like a bride covered with a Xipa, beautiful and gentle, delicate and quiet, and with a little sense of mystery, probably because the war has been fought in the daytime, people even have a problem with food and clothing survival, this year there are few people who come to climb the mountain to enjoy the red leaves, there are only some Japanese people on the stone steps, Japanese women wear kimono clogs, kicking and stepping on the stone steps, making people have an illusion, thinking that they are in Japan.

Ding Xiaohui, Mei Ruojun and Meng Shuzhi slowly walked up the stone steps, Ding Xiaohui carried a drawing board on his back, and said with a smile on his face: "Look, how beautiful, I will draw both of you later." ”

"No, no, no, don't draw me, you better draw a few more pictures for Shu Zhi." Mei Ruojun said that she had already become Ding Xiaohui's queen model, and he used his brush to record her beauty one by one.

"Nope." Shu Zhi said: "I want to learn to paint from Brother Ding, you should be our model obediently!" Saying that, he smiled and pulled Mei Ruojun to sit on a big stone beside him, and blinked his dark eyes mischievously, Ruojun couldn't refuse him, smiled and sighed lightly, shook his head and compromised.

Shu Zhi is now her biggest concern, she hopes to raise him as an adult and let him live a happy life, so as long as he speaks, Ruojun always can't bear to refuse. In the past six months, under the leadership of Ding Xiaohui, every week in the mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery will go around, the hard work pays off, Ruojun and Shu Zhi's faces finally reappeared smiles.

Ding Xiaohui and Meng Shuzhi opened the drawing board and drew seriously, and Ding Xiaohui pointed out Shu Zhi's brushwork skills from time to time.

Mei Ruojun sat on the big rock, looking up at the red leaves on her head, they trembled gently in the breeze, like the little hands of children waving gently, she thought of herself and Ryan's child again, her heart ached, and sighed, if the child is still there, now he is more than three years old, he has always been a thin person, and the relatives around him have left him one by one, where is it like Cheng Jiaqi, the family is solid, the parents are complete, there is a deep brother, a gentle and considerate husband, and now he is going to have his own children.

She recalled the letter she received from Jiaqi yesterday, and lamented in her heart how different the fate of herself and Cheng Jiaqi was...... Jiaqi is lucky, happy, and full of sweetness and satisfaction on the letterhead, which makes her remember the sentence deeply:

“…… Knowing that you and Mr. Ding are in love, Ruikang and I are extremely happy and hope that you will tie the knot as soon as possible. If you are a gentleman, it is easy to ask for priceless treasures, it is rare to have a lover, the feudal etiquette and oppression of women is the destruction of human nature, you are still young, in your prime, you must not be bound by pedantic and ignorant thoughts, cherish Mr. Ding's true feelings, bravely love, to meet a better future. Ruikang and I bless you deeply in a distant place...... In addition, Ruikang and I are about to welcome our first child next year, so please bless us. Let's all look forward to the future....."

She was happy for Jiaqi, she finally got the marriage she dreamed of, and she also believed that Ruikang would treat Jiaqi well, but every time she thought of the morning in the little attic, and then thought of his intimacy with other women, her heart was like a knife, and she had to exert a lot of effort to restrain the jealousy in her heart. So she didn't listen, didn't ask, didn't want to, and ran away from everything related to him.

But a letter from Jiaqi dragged her into the quagmire again, she turned her head and glanced at Ding Xiaohui, who was seriously teaching Shu Zhi to paint, a man who was gentle and spirited, with a pair of beautiful eyes, he was indeed a good man, and he was both widowed, very matched, his love for her had long been emanated from the inside out, just expressed in words.

She knew that he would mention it sooner or later, she could only hide day by day, try to keep her distance from him, she didn't want to touch her feelings again, she was scarred all over her body, she just wanted to spend this life plainly, with that hell alliance, and go through her life in silence and loneliness.

As soon as he looked up, he happened to meet her sight, his heart was shocked, and he smiled at her, and she subconsciously turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

"Brother Ding, do you like your sister?" Shu Zhi asked casually while scribbling shadows on the drawing paper with a pencil.

Ding Xiaohui glanced at him sideways, and the corners of his mouth raised and smiled: "Do you know, your sister is a very strong woman, she is like a plum blossom, although it blooms in the cold and bone-chilling winter, it quietly fights against ice and snow." ”

"I know that she gets up early every day and is greedy for night, doing housework, embroidery, helping people sew, and helping people take care of children."

"She needs a man to take care of her."

"You?" Shu Zhi looked at him sideways, with a hint of distrust.

Ding Xiaohui smiled.

Shu Zhi looked at him and then at Ruojun, and shook his head: "If you can impress her, I am happy, but I hope you don't be like someone, saying how much love and love in your mouth, getting drunk for a while, leaving home for a while, and finally getting married twice, and not taking care of your sister, hehe......" Shu Zhi said with an unshaven smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? Someone? Who is it? ”

Shu Zhi had lost the interest in painting, closed the sketchbook, stood up, raised his eyebrows, and said in an exaggerated and sarcastic tone: "A great love saint." ”

"Are you afraid that I will be half-hearted with Ruojun?" Ding Xiaohui smiled and shook his head: "I won't." ”

"It's better not, or I won't be able to spare you!" Shu Zhi bent down and raised his fist with a smile, but his eyes were very serious.

Ding Xiaohui patted him on the shoulder and looked at him firmly: "I won't." He repeated.

Meng Shuzhi frowned, bit his lip, and nodded: "Okay, I'll help you." ”

He turned his head and shouted: "Sister Ruojun, I'm tired of sitting, go to the front to explore the way, you and Brother Ding will slowly catch up!" ”

Ruojun came to his senses from his thoughts, looked at Shu Zhi's appearance of running and jumping up the mountain, and habitually advised: "You run slower, be careful of falling." Shu Zhi replied without raising his head: "Hey, I know." "I had already run dozens of meters away, and as soon as I turned the corner, I disappeared without a trace.

"Don't worry, he's a sensible kid. He wanted to give us a little bit of personal space. Ding Xiaohui still had that gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were shining.

Mei Ruojun frowned, took two steps back, leaned against the trunk of a maple tree and was silent, she knew that Ding Xiaohui would have a showdown with her sooner or later, but seeing his expectation, she still felt uncomfortable.

He stepped forward, stood beside her, and said, "Ruojun, I think you know what I'm going to say to you. ”

His opening remarks were very natural and sincere, she naturally knew what he was going to say, but she didn't want to make it seem like she had already understood his intentions, so she said, "No, I don't know, Mr. Ding has something to say." Her tone was polite and cold, almost pouring cold water on him.

"Ruojun, you have too many scars in your heart, you need someone to heal it for you, give me a chance, let me take care of you." He sighed, pursed his lips, and said slowly: "I know you don't like me, but maybe you can think about finding someone who loves you in this troubled world, snuggling up to each other, and keeping each other warm?" ”

His humble tone was very similar to Ryan, making her involuntarily raise her eyes to look at him, in fact, she had never looked at him well, just like when she did to Ryan, she looked at him carefully, if he was not compared with Ruikang, then he was definitely a beautiful man.

It's not that she doesn't like him, it's that she doesn't want to like anyone at all, her heart is like ashes now, looking at his earnest eyes, she feels very sorry, and she also feels that it's time to make things clear to him, he has been by her side for almost three years, she can't drag him down like this.

"No, Mr. Ding, I am grateful for your care over the past few years, I really owe you ......"

"You need to be in love......" he affectionately interrupted her cold and polite refusal.

What is he saying? Ruojun looked at him in a daze, she needs to be in love? Does she need it? Or should she ask, can she be in love? Is she qualified to be in love?

"Ruojun, you need to be in love, you are too young to be a widow......"

"But I am a widow, and I don't need to be in love...... I'm not qualified to be in a relationship either......" it was her turn to interrupt him.

"Don't close your life, you are still young, you are qualified to pursue love, you can have children again, and a happy life, don't bury yourself alive early."

"No, don't tempt me." She looked at him with a shudder, swaying and taking a few steps back, what was he doing? Is it trying to break her frozen heart lake? Yes, she is still young, she is still so beautiful, as long as she nods, happiness is in front of her.

"I'm not tempting you, I'm telling the truth, have you ever been in love? Aren't you and your husband the order of your parents and the words of a matchmaker? Have you ever experienced love? Even if you don't choose me, don't freeze your life at the age of twenty. ”

He leaned down on the big tree beside her in some frustration, shook off the maple leaves, the red leaves flying all over the sky, the beautiful and romantic suffocating, her head and body were glued with leaves, the brilliant fallen leaves, it made her suddenly think of the scene of her happily spinning in the small attic, he looked at her with a satisfied smile, and pulled her into his arms, his kiss was so tender and tender.

What they want is so little, so simple, a small attic of less than ten square meters, a few pieces of shabby furniture, already make them happy as if they are in heaven, but even if there are only so few requirements, the happy time is still so short, short like the moment when these red leaves fall from the sky to the ground.

Love, hehe, she thinks it's ironic, her pain, her disasters are all due to great love. She squatted on the ground in pain, and Ding Xiaohui's words were like a sharp chisel, smashing a hole in her frozen heart lake, and tears gushing out of it.

But what about the man who once loved her dearly? He's married, he's someone else's, he's about to be a father, he blesses her to be with other men, oh my God, he wants her to marry someone else.

What is love? What was once unforgettable, once vowed and vowed, has now become a source of pain, ridiculous like a burlesque. She fell limp to her knees on the maple carpet and began to cry bitterly, she cried very sadly, and cried out loud.

Ding Xiaohui was stunned, he didn't know why she suddenly cried, could it be that he said something wrong? He just wants her to cheer up, cherish her youth, and find happiness, why would she cry? He didn't understand, but he squatted down and gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, trying to give her comfort and strength.

Was she weeping over her dead husband? Could it be that after so long, she still can't recover from the pain of losing her husband and child? Or, or is there something else going on?

Great love saint! He suddenly straightened up and remembered what Shu Zhi said just now, and asked with some shock: "Is it for that great love saint?" The man who said he loved you, but left you? ”