Cui Xi walked a few steps towards the car parked at the door, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Zhong Yu, "By the way, you and Ah Feng are about to have a good time, I wish you happiness and happiness." "Thank you, ma'am." Zhong Yu smiled softly and watched as Cuixi got into the car and disappeared from his sight. Turning around, Zhong Yu walked back slowly, obviously there were not a few steps, but Zhong Yu suddenly felt heartache, originally just a place in his heart, tearing little by little, until the pain extended to the heart, spread to the spleen and lungs, and then covered the whole body, surging and striking. Zhong Yu held one hand in pain against the door, and the other hand covered his chest, unable to move for a long time......

Zhong Yu didn't know how he managed to get back to his original position, he only knew that he was like a shell at the moment, empty and withered. He looked up at the sky outside as he sorted out the clothes Cui Xi had chosen. The sky was very blue and blue, and the sun was shining brightly, making the clouds exceptionally snow-white. Zhong Yu looked at the sky and gradually stopped the movements in his hand, slowly raised his arm, opened his palm to touch the direction of the sun, and said to himself with a smile, "What a poisonous sun, it's a pity that you won't hold an umbrella for me anymore...... Feng, thank you for forgiving me......"

Zhong Yu smiled bitterly and withdrew his arm, and stacked the brocades that Cui Xi had chosen one by one, until only the water-green hibiscus was left in front of him. Zhong Yu gently stroked the silk, and the gaze in his eyes was gentle. There are still people coming and going in the silk village, the guests are busy choosing materials and trying clothes, business is booming, in the midst of people coming and going, the bell rain who caresses the brocade gently is just a shadow that no one notices, no one notices......

In recent days, the sun has become more and more poisonous, and Zhong Yu wants to sit in the pavilion and drink tea when the sun is the most poisonous. It is rare to have a little free time without going to the silk village, even if it is a poisonous sun, there is a little more leisure and elegance. Steward Qiu approached Zhong Yu with a flute, and saw that he was leaning on the edge of the pillar and looking at the flowers outside the pavilion, so he smiled and handed the flute to him, "Ah Yu, I brought you something." You are happy, everyone thinks that Zhong Lei committed suicide by taking poison because he was angry with his mother, and Ah Feng only became a victim because he accidentally ate the rest of the meal. Now everyone supports you as the master of the Zhong family, and everything is seamless. Zhong Yu took the flute, looked at it, and couldn't hold back a smile, "Yes, I finally got everything." Uncle went to find a good bottle of wine and let's have a drink in the evening. "Okay, I'll go." Steward Qiu smiled when he saw Zhong Yu and left satisfied.

Zhong Yu sat on a stone bench in the pavilion, on which were placed a pear box and a key. Zhong Yu held the flute to his mouth and blew it, tears flowed at the same time. I don't know when, Ah Feng walked into the pavilion and sat beside Zhong Yu, put his hands on his cheeks, looked at him, raised his hand and pointed to his face, "Second Young Master, why are you crying?" Don't cry, you should be happy, shouldn't you? You should be happy. Zhong Yu looked at Ah Feng and smiled overjoyed, "Why am I crying?" You must be reading it wrong. I'm so happy, how can I cry when I'm so happy? Ah Feng smiled and shook his head, covering his palm on Zhong Yu's heart, "You're crying." I see it, your heart is crying......"

Zhong Yu put down the flute and wanted to hold Ah Feng's hand, but Ah Feng disappeared silently in front of his eyes like a gust of wind, Ah Feng was gone, Ah Feng never appeared, and the position next to him was always empty.

"Why...... Why! Zhong Yu's eyes were blood-red, he got up suddenly, and punched the stone table, the blood oozing from his knuckles made his hoarseness dissipate with all his strength, and there was no anger, there was just endless sadness and despair, "Mom, I got everything and helped you take revenge, why is my heart still so painful." Didn't I have no heart for a long time? Why do I still hurt if I don't have a heart? I'm here to avenge you, don't I? In order to take revenge, I don't want anything, I don't want my heart, I don't want my reason, I tell myself that I can't easily trust others, and I can't easily let others know what I'm thinking. Am I wrong that I paid so much to get revenge...... That's right, everyone deserves to die, and I deserve to die too, I died with Ah Feng. Yes, Zhong Yu died with Ah Feng, so it's not me who hurts. So, who am I? Mom, tell me, who am I now? No heart, no reason...... I'm a monster......" Zhong Yu smiled and sat down in the pavilion all of a sudden, crying, "Ah Feng, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Every roar, every tear, carries the shadow of Ah Feng......

Ah Feng looked directly into Zhong Yu's eyes, "Are you wondering when you can look at me like this now." You smile at me, just so that you can look at me like this at the moment, and see how sad and painful I am...... You've never loved me. Zhong Yu was silent, and a tear fell on Ah Feng's face. Gently wiped away the tears on Ah Feng's face, wiped away the tears that fell on Ah Feng's face, as if he had never cried, a trace of tenderness seemed to appear in his eyes again, but it flashed like a phantom, and there was no trace, "Why should I fall in love with a maid...... Don't you think that's funny even yourself? Ah Feng, it was just a dream of yours, forget about it. I won't fall in love with someone like you, and I'll never ......"

Ah Feng looked at the half-dried tears on Zhong Yu's face, and slowly reached out to touch his face, "I hope you can be happy, at least, to look happy." And also...... Ah Yu, I forgive you...... You must remember this, I, I have forgiven you......" Just a little bit, Ah Feng's hand could get close to Zhong Yu's face, and after all, it still fell in mid-air. Ah Feng's eyes were still looking at Zhong Yu, his arms hanging on the ground, motionless.

Zhong Yu slowly held Ah Feng in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes against Ah Feng's face. Tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, flowing down Ah Feng's cheeks, silently, cold as his cold and resolute eyes, hot as his burning heart......

Zhong Yu handed the pear box and key in his hand to the kind and kind nun in front of him, and bowed his head respectfully, "Dean, I hope it can help the children here." The nun took the thing and smiled to express her gratitude, "Mr. Zhong, I thank you for the children in the orphanage, thank you for your donation. You are a loving and good person, may the Lord bless you. Zhong Yu smiled shallowly, "The dean thinks highly of me, I am neither benevolent nor kind, I am a businessman who is naturally cold." That's it, the dean doesn't have to send it. With that, Zhong Yu turned around and got into the car, and disappeared into the street in front of the orphanage in a moment......

In the cemetery after sunrise, the breath in the wind does not seem to be so sad, and another tombstone next to Qiu Yunwen's tombstone is engraved with "The Tomb of His Beloved Wife Li Feng" Husband Zhong Yuli. Zhong Yu took the flute and approached the two tombstones step by step, he suddenly stopped, and looked at a man in front of him wearing a porter's shoulder carrying a paper money ingots and kneeling in front of Ah Feng's tombstone. The man lit the fire, burned paper money and ingots, and looked at the flames that were lit little by little, and gradually cried, "Sister, I am now self-reliant and work as a porter at the dock." If it weren't for the fact that I was a bastard in the past and owed the money to Young Master Zhong, I wouldn't have let you make such compromises, it was my incompetence that hurt you...... Sister, you believe me, in the future, I will live a serious life...... I'll come and see you when I'm free. ”

The man got up and left, Zhong Yu continued to walk forward, kneeling down in the middle of the two tombstones, "Mom, I'm sorry, I got the most important thing of the Zhong family but I can't bring it to you to see, I donated it to the orphanage." I didn't open it because it didn't matter anymore. Zhong Yu looked sideways at Ah Feng's tombstone, took out a piece of paper from his cuff and spread it out, with four words written on the paper, the crooked "Li Feng" and the neat "Li Feng". Zhong Yu put the paper into the fire and watched it slowly burn out, "Ah Feng, thank you for accompanying my mother, you haven't heard me play the flute for a long time, right?" It's good for me to play the flute for you. ”

Zhong Yu leaned next to Ah Feng's tombstone, slowly playing the flute, with a smile on his face and tears, as if playing the only longing in this life, the only attachment, the only dream, the only one that he can't ask for, the only one who is reluctant......

On the stage, a play "Fa Zidu" attracted applause from the audience. Zhong Yu sat on the second floor drinking tea and watching the performance under the stage, the seats next to him were empty, and the two seats on the other side of the tea table were also empty. On the stage, the organs were exhausted, and Zhong Yu applauded with him when he saw it, as if he was no different from other people watching the play, and it seemed that he was the only one who understood the play in the whole theater......

Ten years later

In the garden, there is a plain-looking woman who is trimming flowers and plants, and a cute little girl is running around laughing and laughing. Zhong Yu waved at the little girl with a smile on his face, teasing her as he ran towards him, his eyes casually passed by the woman beside him, and a gentle and soft smile appeared on his face. The woman lowered her head a little shyly, and looked at the laughing little girl again, "Ah Feng, naughty girl, don't always be crazy with your father." ”

"Daddy, haha, daddy......" The little girl heard the woman's words and ran in her direction with a smile. Zhong Yu smiled and took the hand of the woman next to him, pulled her and ran forward a few steps, and when he turned to look at the little girl, he smiled and waved his hand to her, "Ah Feng, you can't catch Mom and Dad, haha...... Come over to Ah Feng, haha......"

Steward Qiu put the refreshments on the stone table in the pavilion, looked at the family of three who were playing in the small garden opposite, put his hands together to his chest, and said to himself with relief, "Sister, today is your death day, Ah Yu took your portrait back to the ancestral hall, and your spirit in the sky can rest in peace." You see, Ah Yu looks so happy. ”

The walls of the Zhong family ancestral hall are covered with portraits of the ancestors and wives of the past dynasties, and the portraits of Zhong Tiandeye, Zhong Bai and Qiu Yunwen are hung on the side wall. In the center of the portrait is the wooden tablet of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and the spiritual seat of Zhong Tiande is also next to the tablet of Zhong Bai and Qiu Yunwen, and below, there is a cracked celadon wine pot...... Everything seems to be the way it should be, warm and peaceful, and the years are quiet......

Zhong Yu took the key, walked to Ah Feng's corpse, and looked coldly, "In the next life, don't meet me again......" leaned down and closed Ah Feng's eyes, Ah Feng stared, Zhong Yu still looked at it coldly, Xu is hatred in his heart has not disappeared, and he may not admit that his heart has quietly given birth to unbearable pain. He hated her and wanted her to die at his own hands, and he would not hesitate in the slightest; He couldn't forget her, the moment she closed her eyes, the moment she really left, he couldn't forget her again......

(ENDS)