Where is this?

It's winter, how can there be such a place with birds singing and flowers?

This large area of pear blossoms is really beautiful, Ling Jiantong shuttles through the flower forest, presumably the people who can plant so many pear blossom trees must be people who love pear blossoms from the bottom of their hearts.

Ling Jiantong was dressed in plain clothes, walking back and forth in the forest, and finally saw a courtyard at the end of the flower forest, the house was not simple, but with a little warmth.

Ling Jiantong pushed the door in, and saw a little girl with braids squatting on the ground, writing and drawing on the ground with the branches in her hands.

Ling Jiantong was curious, so she leaned over, so she saw a simple painting of a family of three drawn in front of the little girl.

Xu is Ling Jiantong leaned too close, startling the little girl who was seriously painting, the little girl's round eyes stared at Ling Jiantong a little vigilantly, and her voice was a little milky: "Who are you?" How can you enter my yard without permission? ”

Ling Jiantong straightened up, thinking that the little girl's face was very cute, she couldn't help but reach out and want to touch her head, but she dodged away, pinched her waist with both hands, pointed at Ling Jiantong, and raised her eyebrows: "Don't you say who you are?" I'm going to shout! ”

"Don't don't" Ling Jiantong waved his hand again and again, although he didn't know where this was, but he didn't know why, staying here made him feel at home.

"Little girl, then I'm a passerby, I'm lost here, I want to come in and ask for directions, there is no malice."

The little girl looked Ling Jiantong up and down, and there was half-belief in her eyes: "Are you a passerby?" Could it be that you also came by boat? ”

"Huh?"

The little girl suddenly raised her hand and threw the branch in her hand to the ground, looking a little angry: "My father obviously promised me that the next time I came to the island, there would be a mother, but ...... Daddy, this liar...... Don't trust him anymore. ”

The little girl said something from east to west, and Ling Jiantong was confused when she heard it, so she squatted down, stared at the little girl curiously, and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Snow ......" The little girl's eyes turned slightly: "My father said that you can't tell strangers what my name is." ”

Ling Jiantong smiled and teased her: "But didn't you say that you don't believe your father anymore?" Why do you still listen to him? ”

The little girl was a little contradictory, she frowned, and her round eyes were rolling around, as if she were right......

Ling Jiantong took another step forward and said with a smile: "So, can you tell my sister where this is?" And what's your name? ”

The little girl was just about to open her mouth to say it, but the bamboo gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and the little girl's gaze fell on the person who came through Ling Jiantong, and a wrinkled little face immediately raised a smile, almost pounced on the person who came: "Daddy, you're back!" ”

Ling Jiantong's eyebrows were high, and he subconsciously turned to look, only to see that the person who came was dressed in white and shengxue, as rich as jade, and dignified from the dust, just a simple smile on the corner of his lips could make the world lose its color.

Ling Jiantong was almost stunned.

No, I must be dreaming, otherwise, how could it be?

Ling Jiantong rolled up his sleeves, opened his mouth and asked for a bite of himself, all biting blood, and his teeth also took up a little sweet smell, if he dreamed, how could he feel pain, and his arm was also bitten and bloody?

Could it be that she really returned to him?

Mu Jinghong.

The man she loved all her life.

Mu Jinghong touched the little girl's head, squatted down, and smiled dotingly: "Is Xue'er well-behaved at home?" ”

Xue'er nodded very seriously: "Xue'er is very well-behaved, but today a strange sister came to the house, Daddy, she also came to our island by boat, you say, will she also know her mother?" ”

"Sister? Where is it? ”

Xue'er took Mu Jinghong's hand and turned around to show Mu Jinghong, but there was no one in the courtyard.

Xue'er scratched the back of her head a little confused, and muttered, "It's strange, I was here just now, why did I disappear this time?" ”

Ling Jiantong blinked, wondering, he was obviously standing in front of them, how could they not see him?

"Shocking?" Ling Jiantong called him tentatively, but he didn't see her at all.

"Cher?" Ling Jiantong wanted to grab her daughter, but the moment her fingers touched Xue'er's shoulder, they turned into nothingness and went through it directly.

Let Ling Jiantong try many times, but it still didn't work.

Are you dead?

Ling Jiantong looked at his palm, which had begun to become transparent, in disbelief, thinking back to the bits and pieces in Hongcheng.

Yes, she looks like she's dead.

Ling Jiantong was a little lost, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to their father and daughter again, Mu Jinghong had no news in the past half a year, it turned out that he was really in Nandao, and he really returned to Xue'er's side.

He kept their promise, lived in seclusion, and lived a quiet life without quarrel with the world.

Unfortunately, she ......

"Daddy, believe me, I really saw that sister, I think she must not have gone far, let's go and find out, maybe there is really news of my mother's parents?"

Xue'er was about to go out, but was stopped by Mu Jinghong: "Xue'er, Daddy knows that you miss your mother very much, so let's do it, it will be Xue'er's fourth birthday in a few days, hasn't Xue'er always wanted to go to the shore of the South Island to see?" When it comes to Cher's birthday, Daddy promises you to take you there, okay? ”

Xue'er pouted, her eyes were still looking around, and she seemed to be a little reluctant to give up the search, but Mu Jinghong said so, so she had to nod and agree.

Ling Jiantong watched their father and daughter enter the house, and couldn't help but start to wonder a little, the time she left Xue'er added up to just over a year, how could it be Xue'er's birthday in a few days?

Don't?

Ling Jiantong's brows stretched suddenly, she crossed over again, did she travel three years later?

But there is no seven-star alignment?

Why is she ......

Ling Jiantong stood in the courtyard in a daze, and it took a long time to come to his senses and accept this fact, so it was okay, instead of living for a long time, it was better to turn into a soul and stay by their father and daughter's side, so that it could compensate for some guilt.

In the next few days, Xue'er never saw Ling Jiantong again, but Ling Jiantong was always by Xue'er's side, watching her learn some martial arts, learn painting, and play the flute with Mu Jinghong......

Sometimes, Ling Jiantong will also follow behind Mu Jinghong, three years later, Mu Jinghong is the only doctor on the South Island, treating the residents of the island, prescribing medicine, and sometimes going to the mountains to collect medicine, Zijin and Li'er have been following by their side, Wei Rui and Nanxi are also very happy......

It's the best of days.

At night, after Mu Jinghong coaxed Xue'er to sleep, he liked to go out and stand on the shore of the South Island for a while, and occasionally took out the piccolo in his arms to play a song, and the end of the piccolo was still tied with a peach blossom knot, which was given to him by Ling Jiantong, and he always wore it by his side.

His gaze was deep, looking at the seaside in the distance, under the dark night sky, Mu Jinghong was only a single shadow, both lonely and lonely.

Ling Jiantong knew what he was thinking.

She stood at his side, and though he couldn't see herself, she would rest her head on his shoulder.

From Ling Jiantong's point of view, the shadows of two people were printed in the seawater.

It's good to be by his side like this, and no one will ever separate them again for the rest of their lives.

The days passed quickly, Xue'er's fourth birthday arrived, and Nanxi and Wei Rui, Zijin and Li'er all brought gifts to celebrate Xue'er's birthday.

They were happily in the room, while Ling Jiantong could only stand in the corner, silently watching.

"Cher, what's your birthday wish this year?" Wei Rui hugged Xue'er and teased the tip of her nose and asked.

Xue'er was serious: "Uncle Wei Rui, why do you ask the same question every year, I have always had only one wish, and that is to let my mother come back soon." ”

The house, which was originally lively, fell silent in an instant.

Nan Xi frowned and pushed Wei Rui, and Wei Rui looked at Mu Jinghong, who was pretending to be fine.

Everyone ate and drank, and dispersed late at night.

Mu Jinghong finally fulfilled his promise to Xue'er and took her to the shore of the South Island to see the sea.

"Daddy, you say, will my birthday wish come true this year?"

"Yes."

Xue'er didn't know if she was blown by the sea breeze or really wanted to cry, and her tears fell down with a click: "Daddy, lie, it's been so many years, so many boats have come and gone, but there is no mother on each boat, doesn't my mother want Xue'er anymore?" ”

Xue'er could bear it at first, but after she finished speaking, she covered her face and began to cry.

Mu Jinghong squatted down and hugged Xue'er, even though he had all kinds of helplessness and heartache in his heart, he still comforted Xue'er and said: "Your mother is the best woman in the world, she is very kind, how can she not want Xue'er?" ”

"Then why didn't my mother come to see Cher?"

Mu Jinghong touched Xue'er's hair, and the corners of her lips curled: "Who can't say it, your mother will definitely come one day, Xue'er remember, your mother loves you very much, loves you very much, no matter where she is, she will think of Xue'er you." ”

Xue'er's eyes were a little red, and she looked at Mu Jinghong with a blank eye: "Really? ”

"Really, so Xue'er has to be well-behaved and grow up quickly, so that I can see your mother a day earlier."

"Daddy, don't you want to be a mother? You're so powerful, why don't you go out of the island to find your mother and come back? ”

Mu Jinghong was silent.

He just touched Cher's head, but didn't answer her question, just hugged her tightly.

Ling Jiantong was standing beside them, tears already flowing down controllably, she silently squatted down and reached out to hug Mu Jinghong's waist.

Three years later, she doesn't know whether she is dead or alive in reality, but she knows that she will always have Mu Jinghong and Xue'er in her heart.

This love is always there.