When people encounter a major blow, their first reaction is disbelief.

In their previous lives, Wei Changsheng and Yinhua'er died in front of Ruan Si one after another.

At that time, Ruan Si's mind was blank, he could barely think, let alone believe that death was coming.

She chose to escape in the first place.

Even when she held their cold bodies, she didn't believe that the person in her arms was dead.

Later, she came to believe that they would never come back.

But she also had the illusion that if she did something, she could bring them back from the dead.

So what should it be?

Ruan Si still remembers that in the last few years of her life in her previous life, she had been living in self-blame and conjecture.

While she hated herself, believing that she had killed her brother and the silver bottle, she fantasized wildly that she could exchange her life for them.

Until she died in the riot, she still did not free herself from that crazy and chaotic state of mind.

When did she find out that her senior brother and the silver bottle were really dead?

Ruan Si always felt that it was not when Yao Yu ordered someone to drag her away, or Yao Yu handed her a tablet with compassion.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but speak: "I once lost my henchman maid who grew up with me. ”

"At first I didn't believe she was gone, I was sure that if I called her name, she would still come into the house with a smile."

"She would be busy in and out of the house as she used to, rolling up her cuffs to groom me and make new haircuts for me......"

Cen Yin slowly looked up at her, silently crying.

Ruan Si sighed: "I don't remember how long it was, and during that time, I still refused to believe that she was gone. ”

"Until one day, I saw her unfinished thread, which was made of black and yellow threads, and there were several beads strung in it."

She leaned over to pick up Luo Zidai for Cen Yin and put it on the dressing table.

"The overnight cold tea in the teacup, the curtain that has not yet been raised, and the hairpins scattered in the makeup ......"

Ruan Si took a deep breath and said slowly: "When I saw these things, I realized that she couldn't come back. ”

Cen Yin's eyes were slightly red and swollen.

Ruan Si took a cold water-soaked handkerchief and applied it to her face.

"I thought that when the sadness was gone, the sadness would suddenly come back inadvertently."

"Sister Cen, I thought all this was normal, you don't have to feel embarrassed or blame yourself."

Her fingertips gently ran over Cen Yin's tight skin.

Cen Yin's face finally relaxed.

Ruan Si continued to comfort: "You are strong and independent in front of people, and you did not collapse because of this bad news, it is because you love your husband. ”

"You know what he wants to see," Ruan Si sighed, "and your love for him has overcome your fear of the future." ”

If not, how would she carry the burden of the Fu family alone?

Cen Yin took the handkerchief, wiped the tears from his face, and said softly: "Yes, he will always be by my side." ”

The business concepts taught to her by Fu Donglai have brought her a subtle influence, all of which are deeply imprinted in her heart.

Her every move, word and deed was influenced by him.

Now she is living with herself for Fu Donglai.

Ruan Si opened the rouge box and picked out some rouge for her.

Cen Yin looked at Ruan Si gently, and said in a gentle and firm voice: "The best commemoration for him is to ride his life with my life." ”

Ruan Si nodded and smiled: "Sister Cen, you are so good." ”

"Would you think it would be funny if I said that I lost my temper just now because I drew a wrong eyebrow?"

Cen Yin smiled and lowered her eyes, her previous fatigue gone.

She was so tired.

But now she thinks everything will be fine.

When Ruan Si finished ordering her lip grease, she smiled slightly at the bronze mirror, her smile was still confident and calm, so perfect that she couldn't find any flaws.

Cen Yin stood up and smiled at Ruan Sizhan, "I'm still me." ”

When she walked out of this door, no one knew that she had cried over her deceased husband's breakdown, or that she was saddened.

She is still the omnipotent Cen Yin.

Everyone in the Fu family still looks up to her, reveres her, and secretly spits on her cold-blooded ruthlessness.

In a blink of an eye, the tenth day of the first month has arrived.

Yan Yingzhou accompanied Ruan Si to Fengke Garden very early.

Ruan Si specially brought Jin Ling'er and a silver bottle, and Dou Yiming asked her to bring herself.

It was still early when the group rode to the maple guest garden.

Today's sky is cloudy, the sky is dark, but a few red plum trees are planted in the maple guest garden, which are scorching and blooming.

Yan Yingzhou hugged Ruan Si and got off the horse.

Seeing Ruan Si, Hong Aya wrapped in a heavy scarlet cloak and ran out of the garden happily.

"Jojo! Your hands are frozen. ”

Without saying a word, she put Ruan Si's cold hand into her sleeve.

Yan Yingzhou sighed helplessly.

This close friend of his wife is good at everything, but why does he like to rush to do what he should do.

Pei Zhiyang beckoned: "Brother Yan, Sister Ruan, you go for a walk in the garden first, and I will come to you when the banquet is held." ”

"Okay, Aya," Ruan Sihan said with a smile, "you can accompany him to get busy." ”

Hong Aya had no choice but to nod and say, "We'll sit together later!" ”

Ruan Si sent Jin Ling'er and them to play by themselves.

Yan Yingzhou took her hand by himself, held it tightly in his hand, and walked around the garden with her.

After Ruan Si walked around the wall, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fortunately, there is a gold-lettered signboard of Shen Fu, otherwise this kind of place ......."

Although he is the first painter in the capital, he may not be a good builder.

The garden he oversaw was the same as his landscape paintings...... Freehand.

Shen Fu said that every corner of his garden can be painted.

But why can't Ruan Si see it?

"Forget it," she muttered dejectedly, "I'm just a rough man." ”

She was a little unwilling, squeezed Yan Yingzhou's hand, and asked, "Husband, what do you think?" ”

"My wife is the best-looking."

Ruan Si didn't think he saw Master Shen's mystery.

Outside the garden, the creaking of rolling wheels and the neighing of horses could be heard.

Shen Fu, Pei Zhiyang and others were busy greeting visitors outside.

Laughter, whispers, and footsteps as they arrived......

Today, the Fengke Garden is very lively.

Ruan Si took Yan Yingzhou's hand and went to a secluded place.

It snowed all night last night.

There is no snow near the hot springs, but there is still a slight amount of snow in the corners that has not yet melted.

Ruan Si took Yan Yingzhou's hand and walked slowly in the snow.

"Husband," she looked up at the gloomy sky, "do you think it will snow today?" ”

Yan Yingzhou smiled and replied, "If you want to see the snow, I'll wait with you." ”

If it doesn't snow today, what about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?

As long as he was with her all the time, he could accompany Ruan Si and wait for the snow she wanted to see.

"Husband?"

Ruan Si blinked, stared at Yan Yingzhou and said, "When did you decide to marry me?" ”