The red silk tent is warm, and it is spring overnight.

The dripping leak in the house had reached the beginning of the day, Jin Qi was spitting cold incense faintly, and the red candles outside the tent were already burning most of them.

The carved bed, which had been silent just now, shook suddenly. Immediately, after a while, a slightly pale hand with distinct joints stretched out from the tent and opened the gorgeous woven gold and red gauze tent.

After a while, a young man in a white shirt sat up from behind the gauze tent.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he has a straight nose and starry eyes, and a plump posture like jade. It's just that the face is dignified, and there is a deep introverted one that doesn't match his age.

I don't know what nightmare I had just now, and my smooth forehead was covered with cold sweat. I don't know how long it took, he closed his eyes, dispelled the previous trance, got up and walked outside, poured a cup of cold tea and drank it all.

The cool breeze from the gap in the window next to him blew away the stuffiness from his head. He poured the remaining herbal tea from the pot into the basin, twisted a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat.

After cleaning up, the man still seemed to feel a little dizzy. After a moment of silence, he simply pushed open the window in front of him and took a deep breath in the morning breeze and fog blowing in his face.

Outside the window, it was foggy, and the flowers and trees in the yard were not very real in the fog. A chubby black shadow sneakily jumped out of the grass, snorting from what was in its mouth.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his dark eyes flashed slightly. The slender fingers bent slightly, buckling the window edge.

The big black cat turned its head when it heard the sound, and the little thing in its mouth struggled and writhed a few more times in accordance with its movements, and the sound of humming became louder and louder. Seeing that the young man only looked at himself and did not speak, the big black cat paused in place for a while, and then continued to the west wing.

There was a small door in the corner of the wooden wall that the maid had reserved for it, but in an instant the round ass disappeared into the doorway.

Although autumn has begun in this season, the house is still hot and muggy. As soon as the window was opened, the heat was replaced by the cool morning fog outside, which was more refreshing than the cold air released by the ice basin in the house.

The young man left the window open and didn't bother anymore. Turning around, his eyes roaming back and forth in the room. Everywhere, pile by pile, in the ink-like starry eyes, there is a tumbling undercurrent. For a while, it was unclear whether it contained more nostalgia or more melancholy.

It's not been half a month since the wedding, and the furniture is all new. The old times that had been absent for a long time came back to his mind little by little with these long-lost and somewhat friendly things.

In his last memory, Wutong Courtyard was already a deserted and dilapidated courtyard. After they moved out, there was no other lively atmosphere in the yard except for the birds and birds that were used to living in it every day. Although he ordered the subordinates to clean it regularly, but without the master's yard, it eventually became more and more desolate.

And now, the plane trees outside the window are vigorous and green, the flowers and plants on the trellises are vibrant, the dew is crumbling on them, and the morning breeze is free to wander in them. The marble tables and chairs under the trees were clean and tidy, and the newly installed little pool was bubbling with spring water.

In the room, under the window, the Huanghuali rolled up the couch, covered with a brand new brocade mattress pillow. The small mahogany pit table on the couch glowed dimly under the light of red candles not far away. In the blue-glazed red vase on the mahogany seat, a half-opened lotus flower is inserted.

The young man sighed lightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his thoughts instantly drifted far away.

When she first got married, she liked to nest there the most. On the small table next to it, the seasonal desserts are never stopped. The beauty is lying on the couch, holding a book in her hands, and there are always countless meanings between the eyes of the two.

It's a pity that he didn't understand anything at that time, and he didn't know that the signs before the storm were often hidden under the peaceful life.

Qin Se and Ming are rare for ordinary people. What's more, it is a political marriage with different purposes on both sides. The family is stable and the politics are peaceful, perhaps because their aspirations are too extravagant, so that under the overthrow of the huge world, no matter how careful they are, their lives are still fragile and vulnerable in the face of reality.

His gaze slid little by little from the furnishings in the eastern, bright, and western rooms, and his eyes were swollen and painful due to the sourness and swelling in his heart.

His fingers ran over the glass painting screen on the side, and as if he finally couldn't bear the weight of his memories, he slowly slid to the ground with his back to the red sandalwood table, and put his head on the knee around his elbow.

Not far away, the red candle crackled, and the lights bloomed in the air.

He turned his back to the scene and didn't notice, but in the glow of the candle flame, something that shimmered with a small light fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a low murmur came from the silent inner room.

He suddenly stood up, and his numb body almost fell forward because of the long-term squatting, and then quickly stood firm on the desk.

Walking briskly back to the inner room, the person who had just fallen asleep peacefully was now covered with cold sweat, his crescent eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and the hands that were placed on his chest in a proper manner almost twisted the thin quilt underneath into twist.

But after a moment's pause, he immediately stretched out his hand and helped the other party up into his arms. Wipe away the cold sweat with a handkerchief, and brush the sweaty forehead hair aside. The underwear on his body can already feel wet, and he obviously can't wear it, otherwise he will definitely catch a cold tomorrow.

He remembered that she had never been in good health, and she was always supported by medicine intermittently.

The person in his arms was drowsy and did not wake up, but his eyebrows were slightly calmer. lightly took off the soaked underwear for the other party, wrapped it in a thin quilt and leaned against the big pillow that was dragged over.

Water had been fetched once last night, and there was still a pot of hot water on the stove under the window hanging in the compartment. He brought it over and mixed it with a basin of warm water, and took out a clean undershirt. When everything was done, he took a breath and went back to bed and lay down with his arms around the other party's delicate body.

But I still couldn't sleep, and my head felt like there were hundreds of big drums beating at the same time, and I couldn't be at peace.

He bit his tongue, and it hurt; He hugged the body of the man in his arms, and it was warm; After more than ten years, the shallow breathing at the neck is also real.

Dead? I heard a lot of it in the book; However, being reborn after death back to more than ten years ago, judging from his life in his previous life, which was neither long nor short, it was absolutely unheard of.

Is it a dream of Hua Xu, or is there really a big dream reincarnation in the world; My thoughts are so confused that I haven't even figured out a synopsis.

The light of the morning dawn was already slowly projecting into the courtyard, and the sound of people walking lightly could be heard outside.

There were all kinds of familiar, as if otherworldly voices sounded in his ears one after another. Occasionally, there were a few cats meowing in a hurry.

The person in his arms snuggled quietly in his arms, his gaze swept over, and then he suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand and gently opened the jade-colored bracelet on the other party's wrist, and a thin and white scar was exposed.

Yes, it's all true.