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Jiang Zhiming was anxious, and suddenly said: "Xiaoyu, you have to cheer up, do you think, isn't your mother's death too strange?" Now that the police station closed the case, it was said that it was suicide, could it be that she really committed suicide, so decent, why did she commit suicide, don't you have a little suspicion? ”

Ye Wenyu's heart moved, her eyes lit up, she cheered up, nodded and said: "I have always had doubts, my mother's character, it is impossible to commit suicide." "If she commits suicide, in the more than ten years of raising her, she will commit suicide countless times because of suffering, but she didn't, she now has Uncle Wang, the family is lively and happy, she can't commit suicide!

Jiang Zhiming continued to encourage: "So you have to cheer up and make yourself strong, so that one day, you can investigate and find out and seek justice for your mother!" ”

When Ye Wenyu heard this, her eyes became more bright, she nodded, and said gratefully to Jiang Zhiming: "Thank you, Zhiming, I will try to cheer up, and, last time, Zhiming, thank you, if it weren't for you, I might not be able to hold on." ”

Hearing her thanks, Jiang Zhiming's heart warmed, and he smiled: "You're welcome, so be it, in the future, you will treat me as your eldest brother and your relative, if you have anything to do with me, now, I will help you send these things back to the dormitory and have a good holiday, okay?" ”

Ye Wenyu nodded obediently.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, on the eighth day of the National Day, so the school will have two holidays together, a total of 11 days off, because of the long holiday, most of the students go home for the holiday.

The dormitory was deserted.

Ye Wenyu has no home to go back to, so he plans to stay in school, living alone in an empty city-like campus, like a lonely ghost.

Uncle Wang made a phone call to her and invited her to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ye Wenyu refused, in addition to returning to Uncle Wang's house, which would embarrass her, there was also that she didn't want to see her mother's old things again, and if she saw it, she would be very sad.

Therefore, she rejected Uncle Wang's invitation.

Ye Wenyu originally didn't have any holiday intentions, but Jiang Zhiming's arrival gave her holiday gifts, so those golden and red gift boxes were dotted in the dormitory, but there was a feeling of festival.

In addition, because Jiang Zhiming said that "osmanthus is very fragrant", so walking on campus, Ye Wenyu also began to pay attention to osmanthus, she knew that the more inconspicuous the flower, the more fragrant, walking outside, sometimes she would sniff and smell the rich sweet fragrance.

But the first second she smells the fragrance of osmanthus, her heart will be happy, but the next second, she will be sad, and her heart will be like a needle prick.

Because she will think of her mother, every ten days before the arrival of the Mid-Autumn Festival, her mother will take her everywhere to pick osmanthus flowers, and then dry them in a small bamboo tube, dried osmanthus can be made into osmanthus cake, can also be made into osmanthus sweet lotus.

In short, every year when my mother makes osmanthus cakes, every room in the house is always filled with sweet fragrance, and in that aroma, Ye Wenyu runs in and out of one room, and is very happy.

From childhood to adulthood, in August, collecting osmanthus flowers, drying osmanthus flowers, and pickling osmanthus with her mother were the things she looked forward to the most when she was a child, and it was also the most ceremonial event in the family.

Now that my mother is gone, naturally no one picks osmanthus flowers, and no one steams osmanthus cakes.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky was not beautiful, it rained, many osmanthus flowers were knocked down by the rain, fell to the ground, a large piece of gold, Ye Wenyu stood under the osmanthus tree, and cried in a daze at the golden hair all over the ground.

Human life is really short and fragile, like glass, which shatters at the slightest touch.

Sometimes, things have a much longer lifespan than people, such as the osmanthus tree, which seems to exist forever, is estimated to be decades old, and if it were not for natural disasters, it was not for others to cut her down, she would have survived until the earth was barren.

By this time, three months had passed, and she still couldn't accept the news of her mother's death.

Jiang Zhiming's encouragement still didn't work, Ye Wenyu wanted to cheer up, but he still couldn't.

At this time, I heard a familiar voice "Xiaoyu-" Ye Wenyu raised her head in a trance, and saw Cai Wenchuan coming over with an umbrella at some point, he was wearing a khaki windbreaker, standing tall and jade, smiling and walking towards her in the drizzle.

Ye Wenyu was wearing a floral sundress with a knitted sweater, and the wind was blowing, and it was a little cold. Cai Wenchuan kept holding an umbrella in front of her, covering her from the drizzle, and said to her gently: "I didn't answer your phone, so I had to run to your campus to find you, the dormitory manager said that you went out, I had to look for it on campus, fortunately, I was found, why did it rain, I didn't take an umbrella, what if I caught a cold and got sick?" ”

Ye Wenyu knew that Cai Wenchuan was caring about her, and her heart was hot, she smiled hard, still looking at the dense osmanthus flowers that fell to the ground, and asked Cai Wenchuan: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why don't you go home for the holiday?" ”

Cai Wenchuan was stunned for a while, and then covered up and said: "Oh, I've already gone home, have a meal with my parents, because there are still things at work, I'll go back to school, and the students will go back to school in two days." ”

So that's the case, Ye Wenyu raised his head and looked at Cai Wenchuan with a pair of black and white eyes, he was a little uneasy. A gust of autumn wind blew, a few bits of rain fell on her, she felt cold, so she gave a spray, Cai Wenchuan saw it, and immediately took off the windbreaker on her body to drape her.

Ye Wenyu's heart warmed, glanced at Cai Wenchuan, and said to him: "Brother Wen, look at the osmanthus flowers all over the ground——"

Cai Wenchuan looked at the place where she fingered, nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, the osmanthus flowers in the school are blooming so much today-"

Ye Wenyu asked him gently, "Did your mother steam osmanthus cake during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year?" I remember when we were kids, my mom and your mom always liked to steam osmanthus cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival—"

When Cai Wenchuan heard this, he smiled mischievously, suddenly took out a bag like magic, and said to her, "What do you think this is?" ”

Ye Wenyu saw that a burst of osmanthus fragrance came to her nose, she took the bag in disbelief, opened it, and found that it was actually a fragrant osmanthus cake, and it was hot!

She was pleasantly surprised: "Your mother steamed it?" ”

Cai Wenchuan's face was hot, but he decided to lie, so he said: "Yes, my mother knows that I know you now, so she asked me to bring you a few pieces to eat." Eat it hot. "The inner turmoil is getting thicker and thicker.

Ye Wenyu ate it sweetly, and said while eating: "Your mother's craftsmanship seems to be better than when she was a child, this osmanthus cake is really delicious." ”