When she has two months to live,

The quiet willow bay is full of spring, and the tender green willow is gently dancing in the breeze, swaying, like a girl's slender arms shyly welcoming the arrival of spring.

The small bridge and flowing water, the scenery of the inlet at sunset, the ink-colored Jiangnan Huifeng architecture, and the high eaves are flying. Ink and white, blended naturally, coupled with the wet and humid humidity of the countryside in the south of the Yangtze River, a pair of ink paintings with thick ink and light colors quietly jump into your eyes.

Her face was even more ugly, she got up early in the morning, pushed open the middle door with both hands, and a fresh air came in the wind.

I took a deep breath, it was sweet and beautiful, refreshing.

She was woken up by the sound of birds in the willow tree outside the door, and walked out of the door with some soreness and weakness, this situation has lasted for a long time, and she always feels that she has no strength in her body.

The morning breeze blows.

Suddenly, she felt a cold body, she turned back to the house and took a coat, draped it on her body, felt her limbs become more and more weak, looking at the mirror in the atrium, she found that her face was sallow, her eyes were blue and black, and puffy. The cheeks are sunken deeply.

Her face was dull, like a thick haze covering her bright eyes.

The corners of his lips were filled with a trace of sadness and sourness, could it be that he really died soon, only two months? The heart is so bitter and desolate, can't you let yourself walk in his arms beautifully?

She stood silently in the wicker, the branches and vines, blowing with the wind, caressing her sallow little face, and when her fingertips gently lifted and touched the loose and dry skin of her face, her heart was even more painful, how could she really be like this? She now has nothing but make-ups. She really didn't dare to look in the mirror anymore, she felt that it wasn't herself in the mirror at all.

"Xiaoxi," Chu Tiannan's worried hoarse voice in the room,

When she heard this, she trembled, and instinctively raised her hands quickly to cover her sallow face. Stunned, her shoulders began to tremble uneasily, how could she let him see such an ugly face of herself every day.

Tightening her shoulders, her restless little head quietly nestled in the arms of the wicker with decadence and frustration, she didn't dare to see him, he was so proud and charming, elegant and extraordinary, how could she be worthy of him now?

"Konishi," a voice at close range,

Her heart trembled even more, and even her shoulders trembled with uneasiness, she didn't dare to look back, and even she thought of running away, but his voice was like a kind of magic around the tip of her heart, but her feet were like roots, and she couldn't move.

She was reluctant, how could she be willing to leave him, her lips were tightly knocked together, desperately gnawing, not daring to turn her head at the slightest hint of the painful ink eyes, and the layer of mist in the corners of her eyes was covered layer after layer.

A faint fragrance floated into the tip of her nose, her heart trembled violently, jumping and jumping, the speed was violent, provoking her breathing to fluctuate violently, and when her eyes that she couldn't control anymore floated a layer of dampness, she slowly turned around, her eyes stared at such a tall man standing in front of her, her heart slammed half a beat, as long as a glance, as long as a word, as long as a trace of taste, how could she give up him,

He's her robbery!

After so many years, he is like a part of his life, indispensable.

His lips trembled slightly, and a thick sadness appeared on his eyebrows, and he stretched out his arms and embraced her, the warm breath enveloping the cold of the early morning in Willow Bay.

Leng Xiaoxi's head was tightly pressed against his division, listening to the heartbeat of Dong Dong, but she could hear that she was no longer as young and powerful as before, were they really old? Are you really leaving?

With such a warm embrace, where is she willing to give up, when she thinks of the unstoppable separation, her heart is like a silk twist, and tears unconsciously roll down from the corners of her eyes.

The courtyard was quiet, except for the crisp song of a few birds in their ears from time to time.

Hearing her sore nose, his heart was also sour, uncomfortable, let go of the hands that were holding her thinner and thinner waist, he gently brushed her slightly messy long hair, and then held her little face, wanting her to emerge from his chest, wanting to kiss the tears on her face......

She understood what he meant, but her neck shrank even more, and she shrank straight into his arms, not daring to let him see her own haggard and unwilling face, the face of a yellow-faced woman.

A glimmer of light crossed the corner of her eye, "Anan, you turn your head," her voice was very low and pleading, in fact, she had no hope at all.

Unexpectedly, he snorted softly, she looked up carefully, her careful face was still quietly buried in his chest, and she found that he really turned his head from the corner of his eye, only to raise a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he broke his little body out of his arms, raised his head, and quickly turned around and entered the house.

With a thud, she locked the door.

A faint trace of melancholy and sadness in his bleak eyebrows soaked this small courtyard.

Originally, he forgot the pain of parting, but every day, the more painful the feeling of parting became, he slammed his hand and touched the direction of his heart, and a dull pain made his brows tighten. Stretching along his brow until he reached his limbs, his breathing began to be unsteady, and his fingertips trembled as he clenched into fists.

But with strong self-control, he still controlled himself fiercely, not letting the trace of mist in the corners of his eyes take shape, and his body was tense like a weathered stone sculpture.

He saw a passage in the book:

"Some people say that it is very short, the end of the world is very far, and the mountains and rivers in the future, overnight, I will finish quietly. If you accidentally get lost and fall into the water, you should also remember that there is a river called rebirth. Anywhere in the world, it can grow; Wherever you go, you want to be. Then don't come to me, and I won't come to you. Guarding the remaining years, watching a period of quiet time, the present world is stable. ”

But there is no more peace between them, no more happiness to speak of, just waiting for the day of parting to get closer and closer, but nothing can be done.

She only has two months left to pass the year, and if she is suddenly gone, is it that she has not taken good care of herself, and she accidentally fell into the river. She should be born again......

When he was looking in the direction of the middle door in a daze,

The door creaked open from the inside out, and she looked at him with a smile like a flower, "Anan," her soft and sweet voice seemed to be the same as just now.

Chu Tiannan was stunned again, staring blankly, and did not take a trace of his eyes off her beautiful face.

His throat couldn't help but shrink, a touch of amazement, he put on makeup, she never liked makeup before, and now she doesn't want to look at herself without makeup, his heart twitched fiercely, as if someone was tightly grasping and pinching his red heart with a big hand. The pain made him take a cool breath, just calmed down, his thin lips hooked slightly, "Xiaoxi," the corners of his inky eyes were dyed with a thick layer of gentleness. Constantly repeating her name gently.

The woman is the one who pleases the one.

Seeing him staring at him so intently, she hung her head a little unconfidently, and even her eyes quietly covered a trace of worry in her eyes.

"Anan," she whispered thinly, "am I really ugly?" The sound was very small, a breeze blew, like the thin rustle of leaves, and he heard nothing.

"What?" He still stares at her beautiful little face, she is still beautiful, but her complexion has not been good lately.

The phone in his bag rang - the tone of the text message,

Fingertips swiped the text message, a faint relief appeared on his stagnant face just now, put away the phone, his eyebrows stretched, "Xiaoxi, come, I'll take you to a place." ”

The red flames rushed to the outskirts,

Surrounded by green mountains, the green water is secluded, the grass is fragrant, the most important thing is that in the far green, on the bank of the river, there is a small house in red and white, a little red in the green bushes, particularly eye-catching and amazing, there is a row of red fences around the yard, there are five willow trees on the left and right, and the right is a small red pavilion paved with bluestone.

Her eyes almost twinkled.

"Anan, that little house is so beautiful, so beautiful, this peach blossom paradise far away from the hustle and bustle, beautiful, not only has green mountains and green waters, but also a red hut. Can we borrow a night and sit in the yard and watch the stars at night? Her words slammed outward like jumping beans.

"Absolutely!" The man was silent and light, with a trace of throbbing in his heart, and the emotions in his eyes were rolling like waves.

Suddenly, she seemed to have become younger, opened the car door, like a girl who had just opened her heart, her steps began to be light, and she began to lose the powerlessness and numbness she had just now, and she ran with some difficulty towards the little house, and her white clothes flew up in the spring breeze, dancing, like a white butterfly falling in the beautiful field.

The fiery red lacquer plaque, "Nanxi Garden." ”

She whispered a few words repeatedly, and found that the handwriting was very familiar? Where do you think you've seen it?

Bunches of fiery red roses in front of the red fence reflected her delicate little face under her makeup, and a charming floral fragrance swirled one after another.

At the entrance of the red house, there is a flower bed in the courtyard on both sides of the fence, which is full of flowers, but most of them are roses. I couldn't help but carefully hold one with both hands, the dew on the flowers was crystal clear, flashing with a ray of luster of the early morning sun, and when the sun gradually rose, her face reflected a trace of morning light, as if she was a girl who was in love with the beginning of her love.

He looked at her obsessively, affectionately confused, she was still beautiful, but her complexion was not good, I hope that here, she can happily finish the last road, he secretly swore that he would stay with him all the way and would not discard.

A thrush chirped in the courtyard. It is pleasant to the ear, and the voice is tactful and melodious.

She couldn't help but be fascinated by it,

In an instant, she forgot that she was a dying person, and she forgot that she had just suffered from gains and losses.

"Anyone?" She hurriedly patted the fence, she really wanted to know who the owner of this house was, so leisurely, she was almost a plum wife and crane who was about to become Lin Kui, no, the plum wife painting, she raised the corners of her red lips and looked in the direction of Chu Tiannan with a smile, and beckoned to him, "Come on!" “

Her radiant face changed from the loneliness of the early morning.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he approached the edge railing on the other side, his slender legs folded together, and his elegant voice was like a temptation, encouraging her, "Go in." “

Puzzled eyes flickered, is it okay? Her fingertips shrank and shrunk on the red fence.

He smiled, strode forward gracefully and calmly, and grasped her thin fingers with precision, the distressed fingertips immediately tightened, and then quickly released, he was worried that he would pinch her.

A trace of air rushed to the corners of his mouth, word by word, "This place belongs to you!" Forever! ”