He blinked tiredly and handed the money to the owner of the umbrella shop.

"Childe, your hand hurts."

"Don't ...... You manage. Zhongli Boqian replied to him weakly, and left with an oil-paper umbrella.

"Don't you love smiling flowers the most? Didn't you say that I was sweet with a smile? Wait for the husband, don't leave me, don't hurt me. He muttered to himself.

When the people in the market saw him, they hid far away.

He stumbled to the door of the Captain's Mansion, and when he saw the door open, his heart immediately fell into the endless abyss. He stopped, holding the oil-paper umbrella printed with smiling flowers, waiting, waiting, waiting for Wei Ziyu to appear in front of the mansion, then it proves that she is fine, then it proves that everything is a false alarm.

After waiting for a long time, hope turns to despair. He stood in front of the gate of the Governor's Mansion, which had long since lost its former liveliness, and the entire Governor's Mansion was dead silent.

He actually learned to deceive himself, hehe......

Stepping into the Captain's Mansion, he saw a small snowdrift arched in the middle of the courtyard, stepping on the snow under his feet, and stepped forward to brush away the snowdrift, which was a lyre, which was his best lyre. Once...... Madame clamoured about the lyre to learn.

Not far away, a long snowdrift could be faintly seen, and the pure white snowdrift was faintly red. He stretched out the oil-paper umbrella with the smiling flowers on it, walked to the snowdrift and stopped, put down the breakfast in his hand, and reached out to brush away the snow.

One, two, three......

The snow was slowly swept away by him, and he saw clearly that it was his most beloved person lying under the snow, and his heart completely fell into the boundless hell.

Her eyes were closed under the snow, her whole body was stiff under the snow, her eyelashes were frozen, and even the red gauze wedding dress was covered with a layer of ice crystals, and the soft red gauze wedding dress became extremely stiff.

Zhongli Boqian brushed away all the snow on her body, she closed her eyes tightly, and lay in the snow in an orderly manner, others didn't know that she just lay in the snow on a whim and watched the stars for a night. But Zhongli Boqian knew that in the snowy night sky like ink, where would there be the shadow of the stars.

The snowflakes were still falling in a mess, falling on Wei Ziyu's face, on her hair, on her eyebrows, and on her eyelashes. Zhongli Boqian propped up an oil-paper umbrella painted with smiling flowers above Wei Ziyu's face to block the snowflakes falling from the sky for her.

The broad palm of his hand covered her cold cheeks, and Zhongli Boqian looked at her doting and bitterly: "Madam, I'm back for my husband." ”

After not getting a response for a long time, Zhongli Boqian whispered softly: "Is Madam blaming her husband?" I'm sorry, but my husband didn't deliberately stay home at night, and my husband knows that you must be tempted to ask me why I became so embarrassed, right? Ah~ The husband met some unreasonable people, and then he did it, Mrs. won't blame the husband for being impulsive, right? ”

All that responded to him was the cold wind of Suosuo.

"Madam......" Zhongli Boqian lowered his voice, can't he deceive himself if he wants to?

put aside the oil-paper umbrella painted with smiling flowers, stretched out her hands and hugged Wei Ziyu into her arms, but she kept her original movements, she was not flexible at all, and she became an ice sculpture after being frozen overnight. Crystal warm tears dripped on Yu Ziyu's eyelashes, but they couldn't melt the hard ice crystals on her eyelashes.

"Madam, you must be tired of this purgatory-like world!" Zhongli Boqian stretched out his trembling palm, hesitated for a long time, tracing from his forehead to his chin, his movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking her from sleeping.

There is no temperature, only cold.

"When Madame sees her husband, don't you open your eyes quickly? Do you want to be angry with your husband? Zhongli Boqian sat down on the snow, hugged the frozen and stiff Wei Ziyu, and hugged her body tightly into his arms: "How can Madam be so confused and rest in the snow?" ”

Yu Ziyu maintained his original posture, being held in his arms by Zhongli Boqian, maintaining the posture of death. Her body was stiff, without a trace of softness, and Zhongli Boqian still refused to believe that the person in his arms had long since left.

"Is it okay to let the husband warm his wife? Madame's heart should not be cold, okay? Zhong Li Boqian hugged Wei Ziyu's body tightly, rubbing his face back and forth against hers, and the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes had turned into transparent Xiaoice Jing: "Madam!" Wake up quickly, otherwise the breakfast I bought for your husband will be cold, and you will eat bad stomach, isn't Madame the favorite to eat? ”

"My husband will definitely be able to warm you, I will definitely be able to." Zhongli Boqian hugged her a little tighter.

Except for his heart that was still beating again and again, there was no trace of popularity in the entire Lieutenant's Mansion. Naturally, no one answered his question, and the cold wind hurt his eyes, and the cold air froze his nose. The snow was in the air, and he sat in the courtyard and hugged her.

"Ma'am, it's dawn."

"Madam, open your eyes quickly, let's get married!"

"You see the snow falling into our hair, do we have white heads together?"

She's gone, she left quietly last night, will she come back? Is there hope that there will be more?

"Zhongli Boqian, how can there be such a cowardly person as you in this world?"

She is really gone, and no matter how many reasons he makes up to lie to himself, he can't get her back.

"Ah~" endured it for a long time, the pain in his heart broke out at the moment when he recognized the facts, and the sadness was like a flood that burst the embankment, drowning him completely, and finally ...... Broke down and cried. Letting tears blur his eyes, he hugged Wei Ziyu's corpse, he didn't want to do anything, he didn't care about anything, he just wanted her.

In this life, all he wants is her. He was not greedy, but his small wish turned into wishful thinking.

……

In the room, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes leaned on the edge of the hospital bed, supporting his head with his hands and napping. He raised his eyelids to look at the pale girl on the hospital bed, his eyes fell on the tear stains in the corners of her eyes, and he looked down along the tear stains, and even the pillow was half wet.

"Ouch, could this kid be crying all the time while I'm dozing off?" Suddenly he thought of something, and hurriedly stood up and hurried out of the ward, shouting as he ran, "Docte."

,she is awake

. Docto

,she wakes up.”

The doctors and nurses heard his shouts and hurried over. Surrounded by the hospital bed, looking at the girl who wet the pillow with tears, showing a relieved smile.

After the middle-aged man talked to them for a while, he was overjoyed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed an international call, and after the beep, a metallic and fresh and delicate voice came from the other end of the phone: "Uncle Zheng." ”

"Young master, she's about to wake up, the doctor said she's about to wake up." Uncle Zheng excitedly told the person on the other end of the phone the news: "Young Master, do you know? This is also strange to say, today I was napping by her bedside, and suddenly I woke up, and found that the child was crying, and I don't know what sad things I dreamed of, and I cried all the pillows. ”

"Maybe ......" he paused and said lightly: "Dreaming of my past, okay Uncle Zheng, I'm going to sleep." ”

"Oh!" Uncle Zheng suddenly remembered something: "I'm sorry young master, I was so excited that I forgot that it was a big night over there." ”

"Hmm." The man replied without emotion, and hung up the phone.

Uncle Zheng hung up the phone and returned to the ward.

"Ouch~" Uncle Zheng looked at the girl sitting up on the hospital bed, her face was pale, and her eyes looked at him as she walked into the ward. Uncle Zheng patted his chest and pretended to blame: "Child, you woke up so quickly, why did you sit up." ”

"Who are you?" Xu didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was extremely hoarse. She paused, then asked, "Am I not dead?" ”

"Child, you are not dead, you have your last breath left, our young master saved you. Now that you've woken up, it's really worth it. ”

"Emperor......" When Wei Ziyu heard this word, tears flowed out of her empty eyes, if it weren't for the emperor......

"Child, child, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep crying? Seeing her like this, Uncle Zheng was in a hurry, he was a middle-aged man, he had been following the young master, and he had never coaxed a woman, let alone a girl.

"Husband......" Wei Ziyu felt a little out of breath in his chest, stretched out his hand to cover his chest, hung his head and sobbed: "Husband! ”

"Fu what?"

Yu Ziyu ignored him, crying to herself, and her eyes were swollen halfway. After crying wantonly, the depression of her mood still failed to reduce by half a point, now she is very sensitive, she can't help but tear up when she mentions any word about Zhongli Boqian, that is a man she can't let go of in her life.

"Child, how hard are you living?"

"......" Wei Ziyu did not answer.

"If there's anything you can't figure out, you can tell Uncle Zheng."

"......" Wei Ziyu was silent.

"Say something! You're going to kill the old man? ”

"Who are you?" Seeing that he kept asking, Wei Ziyu had no choice but to reply to him, and since he had spoken, he asked all the questions in his heart: "Who are you, why do you want to save me?" What do you want me to do for you? Where is this? ”

"Wait." People don't speak, he is in a hurry. When someone asked a question, his head couldn't turn for a while, and he didn't know which question to answer first: "My name is Zheng Hua, you can call me Uncle Zheng, and I am the housekeeper of the Bai family in Beichen City." You know Beichen City, right? The city with the most developed entertainment industry in the country. ”

"I don't know anything about Beichen City."

"Are you an antique?" Uncle Zheng listened to her cold words in a hoarse voice, and he was angry for a while: "How can you not know Beichen City?" ”

"Antique?" When Wei Ziyu heard this, her heart began to sour again, and now she has become an antique: "I lived in Qingcheng, and then I ...... Anyway, everything is a dream, what do I care so much about? ”

"Alas~" Uncle Zheng sighed: "At a young age, I see life quite thoroughly. ”

"Hehe......" Wei Ziyu smiled bitterly, stared down at the white quilt, and forced the tears in his eyes back to his eyes.

"When the young master found you, you were already dying, you had been asleep for nearly two years, during these two years, the young master had been paying attention to the news of Qingcheng, but no one was looking for you. Now that you've woken up, there's only two ways to go. Zheng Hua said, quietly raised her eyes and glanced at her, she kept her head down, silent, and there were several more tears on the quilt.

Zheng Hua sighed with emotion: "It's not that I deliberately poked your wound, but that's the case." ”

"I know, I know. I know what reality is, and I've never had any illusions about the world. Wei Ziyu listened to him and responded to him in a broken heart. Her mood is not stable at all, she can't accept the fact of leaving Zhongli Boqian, she can't accept the fact that she will never see Zhongli Boqian again in this life, she doesn't want to face this world.