It's just that her voice doesn't carry any emotion, and it is obvious that she is not willing to take Guan Kuo to visit the Jin Mansion.

This is just Kim Woo-jae's wish, she is a person who fulfills her last wish.

She wants to take Guan Kuo to visit the place where his mother Jin Hualian once lived, to see things and think about people.

Nothing more.

Guan Kuo didn't understand it at first, but in the end, he understood.

He followed silently, and the autumn Jinfu looked much more depressed, with only faint footsteps around, and these women always walked lightly, and they couldn't even leave many footprints.

What a lonely family.

How many years ago, my mother also spent her childhood and teenage years along these routes, right? Guan Kuo thought so.

He imagined it like this, but found that after so much time, he thought he was used to the present, but the thoughts still couldn't stop coming.

The battle made him forget some people, things, and things in the past, but when he stopped, he still felt painful.

And Jin Caiyan, who was leading the way in front, had stopped and looked at the building in the courtyard of the deep house in a daze.

It is a very simple building, but it is invisibly engraved with the glory and decay of the Jin family.

Both Jin and Jin have lived here, and each of them is a big shot.

Other big names in the Southern Wu and Northern Tang Dynasty came and went, and came and went.

Emperor Nanwu, the unbeatable and ambitious emperor, played chess with Jin Wei here.

Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

Jin Caiyan smiled a little self-deprecatingly, thinking that although she was a Nanwu Sanmei, in fact, no matter how much glory she had, it actually didn't have much to do with her, it was just a matter of being harvested by her predecessors and descendants.

With a "squeak", she stretched out her plain hand and pushed open the simple door.

Everything inside seemed clean, and the air was not as muddy and lifeless as others had imagined, and it was obvious that someone had cleaned it.

"Don't look at me," Jin Caiyan didn't look back, but she knew that many people's eyes were on her, "Guan Kuo, what you should be thankful for is the person next to you, she carefully cleaned this place, just to wait for you to come back." ”

Suddenly hearing these words, Guan Kuo's heart was a little shocked, he looked sideways at Li Xiyun with wide sleeves lowered, he didn't expect her to be so hearty.

Li Xiyun went to the show, and it could be seen that she was a little petty, and she was not very happy today.

"Thank you." Guan Kuo said sincerely.

"Thank you, thank you, it's just a gesture." Li Xiyun still leaned towards the head of the show, refusing to look at him, and her tone was a little understated.

Seeing her like this, Guan Kuo couldn't coax her or anything in front of so many people, so he was a little embarrassed.

Jin Caiyan saw his embarrassment, so she said, "Go in." ”

She walked in first.

No matter how dazzling the big man is, it's just three meals a day and a bed.

once lived in Jin Weizuo, and later lived in the place where Jin Wei was, so ordinary, it profoundly confirmed such a truth.

Like everyone else, they will grow old and die, and only the houses they once lived in swear to their former existence.

As Jin Caiyan entered, everyone walked in, but no one spoke, and the whole room was silent.

There seems to be an oppressive atmosphere here, which makes everyone have to be silent.

Jin Caiyan paused quietly for a moment before starting to walk forward.

Passing through the guest room, you came to a slightly smaller bedroom.

Under the bed in the bedroom, Jin Caiyan laboriously dragged out a box.

Guan Kuo realized something, took a few steps forward, and wanted to help the other party.

But someone got ahead of the curve.

Guan Bangyun gave full play to her fierce posture, stepped forward like a tiger, lifted the box with one hand, looked back and said sarcastically to Guan Kuo with contempt:

"Aren't you ashamed of being a big man who sits and watches other girls' efforts?"

Guan Kuo: "......"

Are you a big man, not a "girl?" ", he thought to himself.

It seems that it is.

Having said that, he walked over and took the box from Guan Bangyun's hand, and he knew that this was what Jin Wei was leaving for himself.

The atmosphere around him was even more silent, and everyone turned their eyes to the box, even Tetsuyama Wu, who had always been indifferent.

Jin Youzai is a big man, such a person, before he died, he asked Jin Caiyan to hand over the things to Guan Kuo, and everyone would be very curious.

The box was slowly opened, and the first thing that caught my eye was a portrait.

The girl in the painting, Emei, swept the spring mountain, and the end is a beautiful and incomprehensible thing, presumably if it is a real person, she can kill people with a smile and a smile.

The moment he saw the girl, Guan Kuo felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the whole person stopped there, motionless.

Although it was different from what he remembered, he still recognized the beautiful girl in the portrait as his mother.

Own mother's girly moment.

The buds are waiting to be released, and they are moving.

A bitter and uncomfortable mood surged, Guan Kuo suddenly wanted to cry, but he held back.

He stared at the portrait of his mother for a long time, and kept this movement.

I don't know when everyone including Jin Caiyan has left, only Li Xiyun has lowered her sleeves, put her hands in front of her dignifiedly, standing in front of the gate, far away, looking at Guan Kuo's back, with some tenderness in her eyes.

When all the unspeakable emotions flowed through his heart like flowing water, Guan Kuo's eyebrows stretched out, and finally showed a smile.

It's good to keep a memory, he has already experienced it, and he has seen a lot, his parents are not there, he must go on well, and one day everyone will leave, including himself.

He carefully folded the portrait and tucked it into his arms, casting his gaze on the other objects in the box.

A bronze mirror, delicate and small, when she was a girl, Jin Hualian should have combed the mirror many times, showing her peerless face. Autumn is cool, hair is just combed, winter is up, rouge is smeared with red makeup, playing the pipa and seeing you comb your hair in front of the mirror.

A pair of embroidered shoes, which are also delicate and small, should have been worn by my mother when she was younger, and they were maintained very clean by Jin Weizai.

There are many things in it, but they are all very ordinary things, and in the eyes of many other people, they are not worth mentioning at all.

However, for Guan Kuo, these are the most precious things in the world, and it is difficult to buy even a thousand gold.

With a smile on his face, he squatted in the room and remembered for a long time.