I don't know how many masters have passed, the hustle and bustle have all dispersed, and the small courtyard has returned to its usual calm and comfort, her little bird nestled in his wide arms, closed her eyes and rested, she was a little tired.

The stars are still shining brightly at night.

Ten days passed.

Another ten days passed.

She, her days are only ten days left.

How she spent these ten days, quietly and vigorously, but she has been in his arms is the best days and years.

The fragrance of flowers in the courtyard was stronger, she smelled a hint of sweetness, the fragrance lingered around her, and her heart was stirred, there was no more comfortable place to go than here.

Ten days later, she knew that on that day, she would sleep here forever, and she had no regrets or complaints in this life, because he had always been with her, so that she would no longer be alone.

On the tenth day of the timer, she took out a piece of paper, meditated, silently wrote a few lines of beautiful small characters, and then stuffed it in her pillow heart, after putting it away, she looked at the solemnity on the side of the man lying on the bed, there was a faint pain, she and he couldn't see each other for a month, the world was separated from the underground, how to get rid of such a long thought?

For a moment, she was a little confused.

It seems that love is not a good thing, it can make people break their liver and intestines, compassion and compassion, love is a cup of poisonous wine, I know it is poisonous, but for the pleasure of that moment, there is a long-lasting vow, but it is to go to the soup and fire, and break my bones.

In the early morning, the wind of late spring gradually warmed up, but her heart became heavier and heavier day by day, and even ten days later, she could not feel her heavy heart.

Nightfall doesn't want to come again,

She stared at the blooming roses in the courtyard, as red as fire, like flames, and like lover's tears, one by one bright and moving, but also blurred.

In the morning, the flowers are so delicate and have a dew-stained lustre, and tomorrow, perhaps the day after tomorrow, they will fall to the ground. It is made into dust, but it is dyed with a layer of dark fragrance floating in the dusk.

As she walked intently towards the roses, she neglected what was under her feet—yesterday's candle,

Bang bang,

The glass shell of the candle fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and she bent down to carefully pick up the burned-out glass cover, and her heart thumped.

Yesterday was so wonderful.

"Yesterday!" She muttered, yesterday was a special day, it was to celebrate her birthday early, if not, I'm afraid last year's birthday would be the last.

Yesterday was the last birthday in her life, holding the candle in her hand, the corners of her eyes quietly moistened.

She suddenly remembered one thing, obviously it was next month's birthday, Chu Tiannan had never missed it, but what happened today, obviously there was still a month?

But he gave a reason, but that reason sounded so far-fetched, what a business trip, or did she suddenly have a bold idea, could it be that he knew the date of his death?

"No, Cuong will never tell him!" She shook her head desperately in her heart, she must not let him know, she didn't want to see him sad, if he was sad, she would be sad.

Their hearts are connected and can never be severed or parted.

"Xiaoxi," I don't know what Chu Tiannan stood on the steps with a coat in his hand, quietly staring at Leng Xiaoxi in a purple nightgown, and after a few steps, he walked up to her, took off his coat, and lightly draped it over her shoulders, his soft voice was full of concern, and the dampness was too heavy.

He hugged her, the temperature on his body gradually spread to her body, the tip of his heart warmed, and the palm of his hand also warmed, she hooked the corners of her playful mouth, lowered her head, diverted her sad attention, and raised her white fingers, "Anan, you see, the roses bloomed exceptionally much this morning." ”

"Yes, it's getting more popular every year!" He sighed, and suddenly felt that his tone was a little involuntarily sad, and quickly changed his relaxed tone, "The variety is good, it seems that Ayan is still very good." ”

She smiled and said nothing, and in the early morning wind, comfortably in the arms of her loved one, her heart inexplicably calmed down, and dispelled the worries and worries just now.

Every day is a new sun.

Even if the flowers will be defeated every day, but the next day will still bloom scorching flowers, stinging your eyes, people are the same, why do you know that you will grow old, melancholy for a day, and a day for happiness, why can't you be happy to come to the end of ten days?

Especially him, she also wants to give him a different ten days, so that she will not regret leaving, there are the most touching memories of her life.

Man, has passed,

But love still stays in the bottom of my heart.

Life, squandered,

The unchanging heart is still burning.

Loneliness comes,

The soul will be with you,

Even if there is no soul,

There will also be beautiful memories to knock on the door of your heart.

This is eternal life in an instant.

"Anan, let's pick some roses, with the morning dew, the freshest, and then we make tea and bathe, how about it?" Suddenly, she had an idea, and her body quickly broke free from his gentle restraints, and quickly rushed into the fiery red, happy like a purple angel, her pale face was hidden among the flowers, and she quietly added a little charm.

At dinner, she told Chu Tiannan, "She bought two acacia trees and planned to plant them in front of the small courtyard?" She asked him with a smile, "It will arrive tomorrow, I used the fastest express, otherwise I can't wait." ”

Yes, her time is only nine days, and as soon as tomorrow passes, she loses the last time in her life, how can she not cherish it?

"Good!" The hand holding the chopsticks paused, and a faint mist floated in the corner of his eyes, yes, Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, night and night. These days, the books he pays attention to are more mixed, and now he is more concerned about some sad poetry masterpieces than he usually pays attention to, especially freehand insinuation into his own life, which will be a very appropriate picture and poetry.

It touched the most sensitive nerve in his heart.

Just after eight o'clock the next day, they received an unexpected surprise, two acacia beans were delivered, a young man who seemed to be dressed ordinarily.

After sending the young man stunned, he didn't come to his senses for a long time, the villa here, the scenery is really charming, and the fiery red roses, as soon as he went out, he saw the green mountains and green waters, and looked at the clothes of the masters, the male owner was beautiful and handsome, the hostess was graceful, and the famous brands were decent, the corners of his eyes revealed a glamorous and envious gaze, and after a long time, the young man who delivered the express delivery was reluctant to leave.

In the night market on the outskirts of the city,

Late at night, some people are still guessing boxing, "stick stick chicken, tiger tiger stick ......"

"What time is it today, Xiao Wang, are you still so excited? If only I had gone to bed early! "Some people began to cancel Xiao Wang, who sent Leng Xiaoxi to the acacia seed express today.

"I saw a paradise today, it's really good, but it's not a thatched house, but a villa surrounded by mountains and rivers, the male and female hosts are all famous brands, and the furnishings at home are also extremely luxurious, as if it is a paradise on earth." Xiao Wang's tsk-tsk tone.

"Really?" The eyes of several thugs lit up, and they all rubbed their fists,

But one of them poured cold water, "There must be a stack of security guards in a villa like this, how can there be only two people?" ”

"Xiao Wang, how many people do you see?"

"The young man who delivered the courier touched his head, and I stood in the yard, as if I saw two people? I didn't see the other servants and thugs or anything? Xiao Wang corrected.

"Really?" A fat man was happy, grabbed the beer in front of him and drank half a bottle at once, "It seems that we have made a fortune this time, this time, how much money they may have hidden in the villa?" ”

Although Xiao Wang drank wine, he heard the fat man's last serious voice, and found that he was going to cause trouble, so he hurriedly waved his hands in a hurry, "Alas, alas, I said, can you be serious, people are also people who are safe and secure, don't make trouble and affect me!" ”

Xiao Wang is very worried about the consequences of these people's actions.

"Cut, you haven't done this for a few days, what are you pretending to be high, you just married your daughter-in-law and don't mess with your brothers? If you are wordy, I will tell your daughter-in-law another day, what do you do, you are a thief, you do it once, you will be a thief for the rest of your life! The fat man responded with a long laugh in front of the barbecue stall, "Come, brothers, just have fun, the boss will have another hundred skewers!" Two piles of beer! ”

After snorting his lips for a long time, Xiao Wang didn't say any more, "No matter what you do, I don't want to do it anymore anyway!" The thief word that the fat man yelled about just now pierced his eardrums, and he really didn't want to do it anymore.

"Haha, the wife is strict, and it will become this virtue in a few days, I said, brothers will marry in the future, what's the good, they are controlled every day." The fat man muttered meat skewers in his mouth and had a muffled voice.

Xiao Wang's figure walked farther and farther, but he felt a trace of cold sweat in his palms, he knew that these people would never give up until they reached their goal, but they were all in trouble.

His steps grew heavier and heavier.

When there are nine days left in the countdown to life,

In the morning, Leng Xiaoxi hurriedly built a small heart-shaped flower garden on both sides of the door of the flower fence, about half a meter, very thoughtful, very beautiful, the edge is made of red bricks, prismatic oblique masonry, very creative.

Because of the excessive exercise in the morning, a dense layer of sweat oozed from her fair forehead, but she was happy to squat and play with the seeds, very focused and professional, and her white skateboard shoes were sprinkled with mud and dust particles, but she was completely gone.

While saying, "Anan, I'll be fine soon, water, water!" Her voice was joyful, not as melancholy and low as before, but just happy and happy.

He secretly sighed, she was happy, he was happy, if she was worried, then his heart was also worried.

In this life, nothing will separate the two.

"Anan, you say, when will this acacia tree sprout? I'm looking forward to it! She held her cheeks and quietly looked at the heart-shaped flower garden, "I'm afraid that I'm old, what if I can't send it yet?" There was a trace of sadness in the corners of her eyes, and she held the small kettle in a daze.

"It will sprout soon!" He stepped forward and hugged her who was squatting on the ground, and read a poem, "Acacia tree, flowing year, mistaken by the west wind for no reason? ”

"How do you know Han Hao's poems?" She looked back in amazement.

"Isn't there a copy of your "Xiang Xi Collection" in the bedroom? Did I flip it over? His voice was faint. I have the ability to never forget.

But she stared at him in amazement, what could he drag to read poetry.

He's changed a lot!

She stared at him with a thick dampness in the corners of her eyes, she hadn't come to her senses for a long time, he had done too much for himself.