Second Young Master Shen hated Ping Yan more and more, and he had a stinky face every day, as if he owed his ancestors eighteen generations. But Ping Yan still likes to pester him, no matter how much he scolds, he can't get rid of him, and he leads three children to dangle under his nose all day long, and the second young master Shen has a big temper, but he has nowhere to spill his anger, and smashes the table and throws bowls every day.

There was just a fire on this day, Shen Ershao had the upper hand, and he seemed to be in a good mood, and he ate an extra bowl of rice at dinner, and went back to the house to sleep after eating, and when he lifted the quilt, he was almost so frightened that he screamed.

"How do you sleep here? Get out! He frowned, disgusted.

"I was dazed, and somehow I got here." She blinked a pair of eyes, innocent.

Shen Ershao saw that his nose was crooked, his eyes were slanted, he pulled the quilt, and ordered majestically: "Come down for me, go back to your own room and sleep!" ”

She snorted several times, and Second Young Master Shen was about to stop it, but it was too late, and the maids rushed to knock on the door to inquire when they heard the sound.

Ping Yan grimaced at him, stuck out her tongue and said, "You'd better sleep obediently, if they want to find out that I'm here and don't return late at night, it's really insulting to you, the Shen family." ”

Poor Shen Ershao had no choice but to half-push and half-obey, lying on the bed and not daring to move, like a piece of wood, tense tightly. When she came closer, he moved out, and closer, and again...... The two of them wrapped in a quilt and rolled wool, and fell off the bed with a thud.

The girl who kept vigil shouted again, "What's the matter, young master?" ”

He gritted his teeth viciously, "It's a big mouse!" ”

This big mouse was so lawless, as if he was holding a grudge, he opened his teeth, gnawed at his neck, gnawed on his face, and gnawed on his mouth, gnawing his heart like numbness. He reflexively suppressed her firmly, and with a wave of his big hand, he tore the clothes on her chest to pieces, and she blushed, unable to cover her hands no matter how she could. Shen Ershao squinted at her, and smiled at her, "I said that you should go back to the room to sleep by yourself, you have to share a bed with me, you have been entertaining yourself for so long, and now it is time for me to accompany you." ”

The word beast that she had never uttered was choked into his breath.

The red candles in the house twinkled slowly, and the stars and moon were shining outside the window.

This was probably the happiest half a year of her life, they were arguing, they would quarrel over which meal was the best today, grinding, climbing on the roof in the middle of the night, counting the stars together, going to catch fireflies in the wilderness, catching them in the middle of the night, tired and unable to get out of bed. She often hummed to him Aunt Su Yin, he listened to it with relish every time, but he didn't forget to satirize a few words of poor singing skills, it was really difficult to hear, he often painted a portrait of her, as if he wanted to leave some thoughts, sometimes he secretly got up in the middle of the night to paint her sleeping face, and painted a turtle and toad on her face, which is a common thing. Now there are portraits of her everywhere in the study, and he laughingly calls it 'a house full of jade'.

They really look like an ordinary couple living in the fireworks of the world.

If the days go on like this...... But rough seas are always so unexpected.

He was getting sicker. I was also sick before, but it was just about life and death, and no one wanted to mention such pain. She secretly dispensed medicine to nourish his body, so that he could make him more comfortable, so that he would not toss and turn in pain, and he couldn't sleep well all night, and he obediently accepted her kindness, and poured down bowls of bitter soup without blinking. But everything has an end, and their end is still in March when the grass grows and the warbler flies.

On that day, they went to enjoy the flowers, and the apricot blossom forest was in full bloom like snow. Xu was too tired that day, from early morning to evening, he couldn't step out of this forest and fell into Ping Yan's arms.

The apricot blossoms are one after another, and they are all over them.

His smile was whiter than the color of the flower, "Ping Yan, you see, is it beautiful?" ”

"Beauty." She nodded teary eyes.

"Not as beautiful as you." He laughed, "You have the most beautiful smile." ”

"Okay." She curled the corners of her lips, but she couldn't stop crying.

He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, in fact, he didn't have much strength anymore, he just held her face and felt her temperature, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll come to you in the next life." ”

"Who knows if you're still not a playboy in your next life, and if you can still remember me?" Ping Yan snorted lightly and held his palm.

He smiled shallowly, "I don't drink Meng Po soup, and I don't drink it even if I am killed." ”

"Okay." Her tears suddenly burst into her eyes, and she crackled down, hugging him tighter and tighter, "Yuji, we still have a long time, why are you talking about this early?" If you dare to abandon me again, I will chase you to the palace of Hades and tie you back. ”

"Okay, good ......" he slowly closed his eyes and answered several times in a row, "We still have a long, long time, we have to grow old together, watching the children and grandchildren full of children, we still have a lot to do at that time, I will take you to the roof to see the stars, to catch fireflies......" he dreamed, and suddenly laughed as he spoke, "I don't know if it will really be that time, whether your old woman has such a strong body, can you still climb the stairs and walk, if you can't walk, I will carry you." , I'll carry you wherever I go......" His tears were hot, falling on the back of her hand, like flames, and quickly cooling, like his slowly cooling body.

He held her hand firmly, his five fingers intertwined, his voice was faintly inaudible, scattered in the east wind of the apricot blossoms, "Ping Yan, if there is an afterlife, we must be born in an era of peace, and our love will not have so much suffering." ”

He grabbed the jade pendant tied around his neck, as if he was afraid of being snatched away, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the sea of flowers, and then looked at her, and closed his eyes after a long time, "It seems that this year's apricot blossoms are blooming very well." ”

She hugged his body that was gradually becoming stiff and cold, her face was full of tears, and her face was full of smiles, "Yes, this year's apricot blossoms are blooming very well, and I think next year's will be just as good......"

He died at the end of March, and the apricot blossoms rained like rain.

When he died, there were only two things on his body, one was the deed of sale that he was hiding on his body, the paper was yellow, and he had been rubbing for a long time, and a jade pendant that was not very expensive, and he only took these two things with him when he left.

Ping Yan left the pair of gold and silver spears. Ever since he died, the guns had been kept deep in the chest, and she had never opened them again.

The following winter, good news came from Qingzhou, and the melee that lasted for more than two years finally improved with the resignation of Xu Weizhen. On Chinese New Year's Eve, Shen Yu rushed back to the Shen family in a dusty manner.

There was no reunion dinner that night, because Mrs. Shen died of illness, and the family was scattered, the dead died, the old and the young, and there was no reunion at all.

That night, Ping Yan made a bowl of noodles for Shen Yucheng, and Shen Yucheng ate it all. In the past year, she has aged a lot, and she is not very dressed, and she has strands of white hair on her head, and she really looks like an old woman, but she still looks amorous when she laughs, ruthless and charming, and the tails of her eyes are slightly upturned, like a fox who has only cultivated into a fine spirit. She smiled and said to him, "I poisoned this bowl of noodles, so I should take revenge for Shen Yuchen." In fact, the reason why I wanted to approach you back in Qingzhou was to avenge Shen Yuchen. ”

"I can guess." He is very calm, and he is full of wind and frost in the four seasons.

"It's time for you to atone for him."

"It's just that I didn't expect it to be so fast." He smiled faintly, "Ping Yan, do you know, there are no eyes on the battlefield, I escaped death twice, and the military doctor almost gave up on me, but I still woke up and survived well, do you know why?" Because I remember the last words you said to me, take care. I'll have to take care of myself and come alive to see you. Now it's a go-get. He leaned on the railing, the early morning fireworks filled half of the sky, colorful, and the tears hanging on his face were crystal clear and refracted with colorful light.

He suddenly asked in a low voice, "Have you ever liked me?" Have you ever had a little bit of sincerity towards me? ”

At this time, the ceremonial flowers are in full bloom, and the artillery battle is shaking the sky. He wasn't sure if she had heard it, but he wanted to know the answer and was afraid to hear it.

Her lips squirmed twice, and he didn't know what to say, he seemed to hear it, and he didn't seem to hear it, but he finally understood.

The fireworks were cold, and he was a little dizzy and fell straight to the ground. He realized that something was wrong, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes, and out of the corner of his eyes was a cheongsam that flew like a butterfly, embroidered with blood-red plum blossoms with large branches.

He could still see her cold eyebrows, looking at him condescendingly as if she was far away in the sky. She said: "I made two bowls of noodles, and both bowls were drugged, one bowl was poison that could kill people, and the other bowl was just sweat medicine. He asked me to let go of everything, and let you go, but I couldn't swallow this breath, after all, you killed him and broke my life, I always have to get something back. I thought I'd let God make a break for us, but the bowl of noodles with sweat medicine was served first, and I ate the bowl that was poisoned. This is probably fate. ”

She held on to the vermilion lacquer mottled railing and slid down slowly, and the corners of her lips slowly oozed blood, like a spotted plum blossom that had failed.

As soon as she raised her eyes slightly, she seemed to be able to trace back to the season when the apricot blossoms were like snow and fell one after another, and he was standing in the apricot blossom forest, deep in the snowdrift, smiling lightly.

It was snowing again, and the snowflakes, milky white petals blowing from the sky, fell on her and fell into her eyes.

She thought, "Probably he was here to pick her up."

She's been waiting so long, and she's been living like years.

He's finally here.

......

When he came, he would inevitably break a branch of apricot blossom and tie it in her hair.

He will say one more softly: This year's apricot blossoms are blooming very well.

She will also gently reply: Yes, the apricot blossoms are blooming very well this year, and presumably next year will be just as good.

......

Lovesick people every year.

The apricot blossoms are old.

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