Siyu slept until the third pole of the next day. The wound on her ankle had scabbed over, not hurting her muscles and bones, but she had been rubbed with alcohol, and when she woke up, she was in Peng Youbin's room, and she thought of Peng Youbin's sentence "There is a bed in my heart, and I sleep anywhere." I couldn't help but smile, she had been so sleepy recently, and she didn't even notice that Peng Youbin had taken her back to treat her wounds.

The locked leather notebook still lay flat on the desk by the window, with half a basket of strawberries next to it, and the smoky gray velvet box. Peng and Bin were not in the room. She couldn't resist her curiosity, and yesterday she had a gut feeling that the box had fallen into the pansy bush, and hurried to find it. The emperor lived up to her wishes, she found it, tangled for a while, but she couldn't bear her curiosity, she slowly opened the box, the half-opened velvet box seemed to be padded with a thick sponge, bulging high, the starlight flowed, a little silver light flashed, she hurriedly closed it, lest she be alarmed by something.

The faint smell of leather lingered on the tip of her nose, and she involuntarily walked towards the desk by the window.

Anne's knock on the door interrupted Siyu's steps, and Anne stopped talking, and finally only said, "Yu, let's go downstairs to eat." Peng and Bin were not downstairs, Jackson put down the newspaper and said: "Something happened to the translator temporarily, Bin took the car to help me check in the morning, and he may come back a few days later." ”

Siyu didn't think much about it, the fragrant manor was very large, and Anne took her to visit together. I don't know why, Anne was extremely silent today, Siyu only thought that she had an awkward quarrel with Jackson because of trivial matters, so she smiled and said, "Anne, can you take that flower room with you?" ”

She didn't remember the road last night. Anne led her there, and in the clear yellow sunlight, the strawberries in the hall looked more and more dreamlike, the red and green ink contrasted appropriately, and the warmth was not very distinct. Siyu smiled and asked, "Usually you and Jackson take care of this flower room?" ”

She didn't believe that Peng Youbin was not bragging.

"Bin has been thinking about growing strawberries for several years, and he has only returned to China in recent months," says Anne. ”

Siyu smiled: "How about those years, was he with Lin Yiyi?" Did they all grow it together? ”

She has already been Lin Yiyi's stand-in once.

Anne suddenly looked at her with a sad look, and Siyu heard Anne say, "Yu, many things are not what you think. Maybe it's because I'm too lacking in heart, but there are some men in the world who are gentle to you, but never say they love you, and many women can't break free anymore. ”

Even if it's fake.

Siyu felt a faint pain in her heart, and she interrupted: "Anne, maybe you can see that we are not a couple united because of love. But thank you for reminding me, I get it. ”

Anne was preoccupied, but Siyu didn't want to be messy about the mess, she went to pick grapes with the manor of the estate, and she and Anne sat on the soft lawn to bask in the sun. But it wasn't until the next night, when Peng and Bin hadn't returned, that Siyu remembered to contact Peng and Bin by phone, but she couldn't find her phone for a while, so she went to ask Jackson, but at dinner Jackson said: "Bin is still in Paris, and the batch of wine over there is a little trouble because of the perfume lawsuit, and he may have to delay for a few more days." ”

Siyu spent another day off at Fragrant Manor. At night, she sat at the desk in a daze, the moonlight through the frosted glass, as light as the glaze on the blue and white porcelain of Jingdezhen.

She was vaguely worried about the domestic form. There was pantothenic acid in her stomach, she stuffed a strawberry in her mouth, and put her cheeks on the table, like a frosted tabletop, and the corner of the table was the smoky gray velvet box, the velvet box that Peng Youbin was so nervous about. When he couldn't find the box, his eyes seemed to overflow with tears in the glow of the sky, and it seemed as if all the brilliant light was in his eyes. He forgot about the wound on her ankle, and walked away without looking back, and she struggled to keep up with him, and in an instant it was a cold night, as if he were going to take away all the light of her world, and he decadently trapped himself in the couch, the soft couch was like a swamp, and it was endless and calm, and he did not struggle, and let himself sink, and with her light.

She felt the need to make amends. She broke into the endless night alone, she didn't have the kung fu to manage the ankle injury, the night could be so cold, the slope was gloomy and swaying like a ghost, and he came, was he angry? Is she more important than that velvet box? When he hugged her into his arms, she almost thought that he loved her, she still made a stand-in, and the pain in her ankle spread to her heart, even if it was fake, but it always hurt.

She is a child's heart in the end.

Hesitantly, he reached out and opened the velvet box. Her eyelids twitched, the sponge in the box was gone, and the empty velvet box contained only a lone copper key.

She took out the key and looked at it carefully, the bronze shining strangely in the moonlight. She suddenly understood, and inserted the key into the lock of the leather notebook, and the lock clicked open.

The page was already yellowed, and the title page contained a dried specimen of a large banyan leaf.

"The rain washes the eaves and wet Hunan curtains, and the light shadows are so bad. It's hard to try on the sleeve of the pillow, and let him dot and spot. ”

"The color line is difficult to collect the beads on the surface, and the old traces of Xiaoxiang have been blurred. There are also thousands of bamboos in front of the window, and there are no incense stains and tears? ”

Although Siyu dropped out of junior high school, he was also forced by Zou Ziying to read "Dream of Red Mansions".

There must be something strange about it, she thought, but she couldn't tell.

"I lost it."

"I won't let her be Concubine Xiaoxiang."

The handwriting has become a little more correct.

"Sister Lin? Lin Yiyi? Siyu said.

"French is so difficult, and Sister Kelin is even more difficult."

"A scoop of weak water, a lot of red dust."

"I seem to see another you."

"I should probably give up."

"What I love is the one and only."

"You're gone, I couldn't catch up."

"Two Hunan concubine curtains embroidered with bamboo leaves with flat gold peacock feather thread."

There is only one sentence on each page, no date notes, no background and no ending, almost independent sentences, but the handwriting is more and more fierce, but Peng and Bin cherish it so much.

"Roll up the time that loves you."

When Siyu turned to the last page, his left hand trembled. The little light on the ring finger shone like a bright star, shivering slightly in the cold night. She clutched the notebook, her mind numbly blank: not just deception! He really loves Lin Yiyi, and she became a stand-in again! But since he loves, what kind of misunderstanding made him fall under the command of his opponent Yi?

The warm liquid slapped on the back of her left hand, Siyu held the leather notebook, her chest suppressed the nausea, she stuffed a few strawberries into her mouth, chewed hard like a rage, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

No way! It can't be like this! She wants to ask!

Siyu rummaged through her luggage, but she couldn't find her phone, and she couldn't remember Peng Youbin's phone number. Jackson and Anne's room was downstairs, and she had to go downstairs to contact them to contact Peng and Bin.

The cotton slippers sank into the soft carpet of the staircase, soft and silent in the moonlight. The whole manor fell asleep in the dark, the dim yellow light peeking through the crack in the door of the master bedroom downstairs, lonely illuminating the silver filigree rose vine embroidery on the carpet. There was a faint sound of talking in the room, Anne and Jackson had not yet fallen asleep, Anne seemed to get angrier and angrier the more she spoke, and her voice grew louder, overshadowing Jackson's discernment, although it was as suppressed as possible, but it was especially clear in the quiet of the night.

Siyu was about to knock on the door and the raised hand paused vividly.

"No matter how you make excuses, we are all accomplices now, we are deceiving Yu!"

"It's not exactly what you think, and Bin can't help it."

"Oh! Jackson！ Are you men all virtuous and trapping your newlywed wife here because of the so-called net worth interests entangled with another woman! ”

"Bin is our boss, and Bin must fully control Yi's equity."

"No matter how thrilling you say, I can't fool Yu anymore! I'm going to tell her the truth early tomorrow morning! His husband ran away on his own! Her husband has gone to find his first love! He's imprisoned her here! ”

Jackson hurriedly covered Anne's mouth and hurriedly said, "Anne! Be quiet! ”。

The door slowly opened with a "squeak" at this time, Jackson and Anne turned their heads at the same time, Siyu's face was whiter than the moonlight, she asked weakly but word by word: "You say, he and you are deceiving me?" ”

Jackson and Anne looked at Siyu in horror and confusion.

She spoke Chinese in a hurry, but she still had to ask rhetorically when she knew the answer. Her stomach was almost tumbling with sour water, and her heart was throbbing, and she let the nausea rush into her brain, and she clung to the painted silver-painted door frame, which was about to collapse at almost any moment.

She wanted to translate that sentence into French, but the tip of her tongue seemed to be stiff and numb, and she couldn't roll it up. Just like her, if she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have believed that she was so dull, Peng Youbin lied to her all the way and never gave up. He was gentle, facing the sea and hugging her from behind. He is strong and disdainful of his daughter's claim for the filth of the year. He is romantic, starry and sweet. She went from being like a water to wishful thinking, falling step by step, ridiculously stupid!

She didn't even have the strength to struggle, she felt like she was dead, it was dark, she was abandoned into the endless night, the biting cold enveloping her.