This New Year passed very peacefully, and on the night of the New Year's Eve, Xiang Dongyang took her hand and said that they had gone through another year and went together to welcome the spring full of kapok.

After the New Year, it soon came to March 20th, and no one dared to mention "today is Xiaomian's birthday" in person, but they were accustomed to going to the cemetery to worship Xiang Yan.

Everyone else is okay, only Xiang's mother has been in front of the grave for a long time, crying as sad as the new mourning period, no matter how much you persuade her, it is useless.

On the 21st of the next day, Xiang Dongyang and Jiang Xiaomian went to Yandou Town to see Wu Yuanhao.

They came to seek Wu Yuanhao's understanding. It seems to be a meaningless thing, but Jiang Xiaomian is actually very guilty in her heart.

Because she decided on one thing, she decided to persuade Xian Xinchen to let him get engaged to Xiang Xiyan first, and at the same time, Xiang Xiyan also decided to let Shengxing Real Estate acquire Xiang's on the day of the engagement, so that the two families would be completely one.

Although such a request was made to Xi Yan, the biggest opposition at that time was Xiang Mu, because Xiang Mu still cared about the "invisible grievances" between Xian Xiang and the two families back then, and her face was not good-looking. thinks that Xian's father is "repaying grievances with virtue" in disguise, and often secretly accuses his daughter of the Xian family as a "show-off" aid.

Xiang Mu's idea was just to scold behind her back, and she didn't dare to scold people head-on. Xiang's shareholders have all asked to break up and have signed a share withdrawal agreement. Xiang's mother also knows that it is difficult to make a forest alone, and selling the company is the best choice in difficult situations.

In the past, it was gorgeous on the outside and empty on the inside, but this time the Xiang building has completely become an empty shell inside and out.

In the spring of Yandou Town, although there are few kapok, it is a mess when you look at it.

A car was running down the road, and the sound of conversation was heard inside:

"Dongyang, it's spring again."

"Yes, this year, the kapok trees bloomed on time, I really didn't expect that there was such a thick snow last year."

"yes, I'm a little surprised by that."

Jiang Xiaomian looked out of the car window all the way, although there were not as many kapok trees in this town as in Changnan, but every kapok tree she saw was majestic and tall, and they appeared one after another outside the car window.

Like an old soldier who has been waiting for his homeland all his life.

After a while, Xiang Dongyang's words were lowered and said, "But I heard from the tree farmer that their kapok seedlings didn't have time to cover the snow, and many of the saplings were frozen to death."

"Life never stops, and in June of this year they will grow new seeds." Jiang Xiaomian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but did not sigh.

"Our kapok garden is expected to bloom the year after next, and such a large piece of kapok, I think it will definitely cause a sensation in Changnan. This is for you, I don't want it to become a scenic area, it would be too noisy......"

"Well, I agree, isn't it a little too selfish."

"Then how about I go to the next 'injunction'."

"Huh? It's not good..."Jiang Xiaomian smiled and stretched his eyebrows.

"Haha, when I'm 'Jinya Zangjiao'..."

…

The way here in the morning was too hurried, Jiang Xiaomian hadn't enjoyed the scenery of Yandou Town very well, and now she suddenly found that the trees growing in this small place were very tall and strong, and those tall branches touched upward, as if they were about to poke the soft white clouds if they were enough.

It must be because of the good quality of the fertile land in Yandou Town, Jiang Xiaomian remembers watching TV one year, and Yandou Town won the first place in the "Township Appearance Competition" in the Changnan Channel.

It's really well deserved.

Just now, she also saw a big kapok tree on the side of the road, because she was just passing by, she couldn't stop to enjoy it. It receded far out of the car window, and the red almost took over the sky. She felt that it was the tallest kapok tree she had ever seen in her life, comparable to the two largest kapok trees in Changnanli.

It must be hundreds of years old.

"Dongyang, the beauty of the mountains and rivers in this place is better than that of the center of Changnan, and the geographical location is quite advantageous, that is, the kapok trees are not as many as Changnan, but they are more lush and beautiful than Changnan."

Maybe girls are more careful than boys, Xiang Dongyang can't compare anything, and replied to her interestingly: "Nonsense, obviously the garden I planted for you has the most kapok trees, the most beautiful, and it can't be compared anywhere."

is so arrogant, Jiang Xiaomian thinks this is the most beautiful answer.

When I returned to Changnan from Yandou Town, it was almost dark, the stars were starting to rise and night, and the sky was getting brighter and brighter.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't find Xian Xinchen after returning home, thinking that he should be at the Children's Heart Orphanage, there was nothing at home or no big festivals, he almost settled there.

The next day happened to be Sunday, so she got up early in the morning and went to the outskirts of Erxi City.

When I arrived, I saw Xian Xinchen doing the usual work for the children, drying those new and bright beautiful clothes, cleaning the yard... Jiang Xiaomian didn't know how to sort out the opening remarks.

After Xian Xinchen was done, he picked up some mulberry leaves, sat on a small wooden bench and chatted with Daying with his head down.

"Brother, British, I'm here."

Jiang Xiaomian got closer and saw that they were feeding the silkworms, and those white and fat spring silkworms were lazily wriggling on the mulberry leaves and gulping on them, leaving a net of mulberry leaves made of leaf tendons.

Dayinga put a handful of new leaves and leaned on his chin and said enviously: "Brother Xian, when we were children, we couldn't have imagined that such a beautiful butterfly was actually a caterpillar." Silkworm babies don't have colorful clothes or a pair of wings that can fly to high places, and they have everything when they grow up. ”

"But you forgot that it has the power of perseverance to break out of the cocoon, and beautiful things don't come casually."

Daying said dissatisfiedly: "I am an orphan, I don't have a beautiful chrysalis shell, God is really unfair, why can't I have a happy life like Sister Xiang and Sister Xiaomian."

A little girl who is less than eighteen years old hides an imperceptible resentment in her words. Xian Xinchen was a little impressed by this little girl, should this kind of "impressive" be regarded as a compliment or a derogatory.

"Daying, the reason why the silkworm baby has a beautiful silkworm chrysalis is also because it spits silk and accumulates it day by day, and there is no fruit added to the sky for nothing."

"Oh." Daying pouted, unable to tell if she had listened or not.

"Don't be unhappy, people are the same, there will be times when ugly ducklings turn into white swans." After Xian Xinchen finished speaking, he also touched Daying's head, as if he had just met him back then.

And Daying turned his head and smiled with a dislike of it: "I'm not a child anymore, and I won't be tall if I touch my head again."

"Crooked." He replied with a smile.

Jiang Xiaomian saw Daying and smiled, "When I am a little older, I will also become a white swan like my sister, how beautiful she is and so good." ”

Someone mentioned Xiang Xiyan, Xian Xinchen pretended not to hear it, lowered his head and smashed the residual leaves, and then covered it with a layer of fresh and shiny silkworm leaves, and moved those little silkworms back one by one.

Daying knew Xian Xinchen's thoughts, and blamed herself for mentioning Xiang Xiyan too much, and when she saw Jiang Xiaomian quietly smiling and not talking, she asked her:

"Sister Xiaomian, why didn't Brother Xiang come with you today?"

Jiang Xiaomian also took silkworm leaves to eat, "He's busy, I'll come to see you in a few days." ”

Daying's eyes moved, and he mentioned Xiang Dongyang's unhappy expression: "Today is Sunday, the students don't go to school, how can he be busy, won't he go to see the surnamed Li again!"

The matter was rashly exposed, and she would not have been uncomfortable, but Daying's words were like a needle prick that suddenly stabbed out the facts, making Jiang Xiaomian accidentally roll into the thorn bushes, and she was poked and bloody.

Xian Xinchen saw that her expression was abnormal, and pushed Daying with his elbow, "It's Monday tomorrow, have you finished your homework, why don't you go back to the house quickly." ”

"It's done."

"Homework can never be finished, and high school classes are tight, so don't go back and review them soon."

"Oh." After being urged twice, Daying reluctantly went back to the house, the sequins on the back of his clothes flashing back to him.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't look at Daying either, she knew that there were some things that children would not understand, and their simple thoughts were often too straightforward, so they would be so open-mouthed.

Xian Xinchen saw her aggrieved appearance, and her tears were about to fall from her heavy frustration, so he comforted and said: "Don't care, you have been with him for so many years, and you won't change anything because Li Xiaohuan is crazy." He loves you, and he's just guilty about her. ”

"Hmm. I'm not sad. ”

Good self-deceptive answer.

Jiang Xiaomian looked up at the blue sky, intending to let the tears flow back. How bright the blue is, and the clouds are so beautiful, as if the Weaver Girl embroidered flowing flowers on the blue brocade with her own hands, and they converge into beautiful years, everything seems to hint at a good meaning.

When she thought about it, the tears really flowed back, becoming one with the blood, beating peacefully with her breath somewhere in her body. In fact, she also knew that she shouldn't be so sad, and the tears were so fanfare that they gushed out as soon as they touched it.

"Brother, you should get engaged to Sister Xiyan first. She's really hard, you can't snub her so much anymore. You know, the last time she talked to me, she burst into tears, but she didn't cry. I really admired her that day, I cried for her, and she didn't cry at all. ”

Xian Xinchen was very surprised, his mouth and eyes opened round, and his expression was like listening to a fantasy story.

"She cried, how could she cry? I always thought she wouldn't cry, she was so strong, she couldn't cry even if she cried to Dongyang. ”

Jiang Xiaomian understood, and when Xian Xinchen said these questions, he was even more determined about what he really wanted. Fortunately, Xiang Xiyan would not have heard such "no conscience" words, otherwise she would have hid in a corner that we couldn't see and cried to her heart's content.

"Because you all think she can bear it, and you are afraid that you will be disappointed, so she doesn't dare to cry to anyone."

Xian Xinchen listened to Jiang Xiaomian's words, and his expression was silent with approval, as if he was embarrassed to admit it. Because as soon as he opened his mouth, those feelings of guilt would also rush towards him, as if there were countless mouths of condemnation buzzing around his ears.

He rubbed his ear, probably scratching at it, and then pulled a handful of fresh grass from the side to weave a small straw basket, and after weaving one, it was the size of a palm, and continued to weave another one.

"Xiaomian, did you say that our brother and sister met the sister and brother of the Xiang family because fate arranged it? It's really a coincidence. ”

"Well, they are the scenery that adorns our lives, and without them, our lives would become monotonous and meaningless. Maybe the four of us had entanglements in our previous lives, so we have to recognize each other in the vast sea of people in this life. ”

Xian Xinchen's movement of weaving the straw basket in his hand suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the long green grass stopped in the air, as if he had caught the traces of a long time slipping away, and his expression was perceiving something.

Jiang Xiaomian guessed that he was thinking about Wu Yuanhao, because the skills of weaving straw baskets in his hand were taught by Wu Yuanhao. In the past few months of the year, they would carry such a small green straw basket to the riverside to pick mulberries and eat them, and they would eat red and black with their small mouths.

Xian Xinchen was stunned for a long time, and when he came back to his senses to continue the movement in his hand, his fingers were cut by the sharp angle of the blade of grass, and the blood instantly dripped from the green blade of grass to the ground. He closed his eyes and imagined the moment before he died.

Xian Xinchen didn't cry out in pain.

He doesn't cry out in pain.

Jiang Xiaomian felt that he was similar to Xiang Xiyan.

"Xiyan only relies on you to support her, you don't know it, the tree is falling and scattered, those shareholders have withdrawn, and the Xiang family is almost to the point of declaring bankruptcy..."

Xian Xinchen said naturally: "Everything has a time of prosperity and decline, but I didn't expect the Xiang family to be so vulnerable, from Xiang's grandfather to Dongyang's generation, more than a hundred years of family business."

"Really? I didn't hear Xiang Dongyang mention his grandfather, and I thought that Xiang's was a career where Uncle Xiang and Uncle Xian worked the same level. ”

He shook his head, "No, so my dad is much better than Uncle Xiang." ”

……

Unconsciously, the conversation ended, and when Jiang Xiaomian was about to leave, he almost forgot what he had said to Xian Xinchen, anyway, he nodded in the end.

Jiang Xiaomian drove past the gate of Hope Primary School on the return trip and unexpectedly saw Chi Yanghe's figure. She wondered how he was here, and then saw him and his assistant unload large sacks from the back box and carry them into the schoolyard.

"Yanghe, why are you here?"

Chi Yanghe didn't see Jiang Xiaomian at first, but when he turned around, he saw her get out of the car. He didn't say anything, just looked at Jiang Xiaomian and smiled.

However, Jiang Xiaomian saw that the sacks of things were unloaded on the car, and the cotton was softly wrapped, and they didn't have a hard time moving it. In an instant, she understood something, and her eyes moistened slightly.

At this time, a school leader came over and handed Chi Yanghe a thick pile of paper and a pen, which should be a bill of goods or something: "Mr. Chi, thank you for donating clothes for these children for so long..."

"Send those two copies to the orphanage children like last time, don't reveal to them that it's me..."

Jiang Xiaomian just stood there, unable to say anything. She thought that there was no way to express her most sincere gratitude in words, but Chi Yanghe didn't care about those words.

She looked at Chi Yanghe and smiled, smiling tacitly. At that moment, he was like a person walking in the dark running through the barren dirt with a golden bucket in his hand, and quietly sprinkled every bit of dedication in a place where others could not see, making this piece of soil a secret base for burying treasures.

Obviously, they were already very familiar with each other, but his wordless donation still moved Jiang Xiaomian to tears. Because every time she came to the orphanage, the children would gather around her and discuss:

Was it a brother or a sister who gave them new clothes?

Or when will we meet him?

……

Suddenly one day I found out that that person was my old acquaintance.

It feels like the old sunshine that came to this world many years ago quietly melted the winter snow, and the snow water was hidden in the fertile soil to nourish the green life of the coming year, and then the whole desert grew full of spring vitality, and the lonely duckweed also bloomed as lotus flowers.

……

One day later, when Xiang Xiyan was lying on his desk tired, Xian Xinchen's text message rang on his mobile phone, and the content was only a short row of fonts.

"Xiyan, I'm really sorry all these years, let's get engaged."

Warm tears rolled across the screen of the mobile phone, and the voice of sobbing came from the office, and the outside was already full of employees and executives.

As a result, it was rumored that the marriage of the two families kept the Xiang family. But it doesn't matter what you say.

According to the local customs of a fourth-tier city like Changnan, it has only been a year since my father's funeral, and the happy events of the immediate family members cannot be too publicized.

Engaged or married, happy or mournful, Xiang Xiyan doesn't care, as long as his family is happy.

She happily stood in front of him and said, "Xinchen, I'll take you to a beautiful place."

"Where?"

"Hailou Bay."

Hailou Bay is a sea-view scenery near the coastal ladder, and Xiang Xiyan had already built her ideal love house here two years ago. Because she likes the colors of the sea, the tall blue building next to the tide sea looks like a small island in the middle of the coast.

Xiang Xiyan thinks that her wish has come true, and as an architect, one day she will also build a house that belongs to her love. In the past, she didn't dare to bring Xian Xinchen to visit, for fear that her self-inflicted affection would annoy him.

It wasn't until today that she had the courage to bring him over in person. The two of them stood on the top of the building, and the high-rise floors cushioned their sight, but they still did not see the end of the coast.

But the sound of the waves is very exciting in the ears, like the sound of falling from a high altitude into the abyss.

It was the first time for Xian Xinchen to look down at the sea from such a high place, and it felt like a nightmare that he had fallen into the sea, and when he woke up, he was very scared, worried about whether he had predicted the future, and the lucky heart was still beating in his chest.

"Xinchen, do you like this place? Standing here is like being in a dream. ”

Xiang Xiyan said that she opened her arms to the wind, closed her eyes slightly and was immersed in intoxication, the sea breeze was blowing urgently, and her dress fluttered out of a bold amplitude, and followed the sound of the noise until she drifted behind her. She also hopes that he can be like Jack of "Titanic" and ride in the sea breeze with his arms around her waist.

Unfortunately, he didn't. And he said incomprehensibly: "The higher you stand, the stronger the sea breeze." Such a noisy place, it is not good to rest at night. ”

"You underestimate me so much, how could I not think of that. The soundproofing of the room is particularly strong to prevent the sound of the waves from disturbing the rest. By the way, the digital combination lock of the gate is your birthday, come when you want to come..."

"Hmm."

A whole bunch of enthusiastic words were answered only by a "um" word.

Time follows the sea breeze, and the sunset in summer is always brilliant, so the sea begins to change color.

The sunset is like a paint pan that can't be hung on the horizon, falling directly on the sea level. The blue water is dyed red, reflecting another sparkling world.

Xiang Xiyan pointed to the color and said to him: "Xinchen, have you seen it, the red sunset is reflected on this blue, and the sea is more beautiful." ”

Xian Xinchen nodded, and when he turned to look at her, he found that the color scheme of the floral dress she wore today was also matched like this.

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