Sanleng is back, but it adds some vitality to the Yan Mansion, which is much deserted.

The happiest ones were Yan Qu and Aunt Li in the kitchen.

Although Yan Qu is much more mature than last year, he is still a fifteen-year-old boy after all, and now that his playmate is back, he is naturally happily chatting with Sanleng.

Aunt Li was always worried about these three ridges, and after the longevity noodles were made that night, she learned that the three ridges didn't know where they were, and she didn't feel good in her heart, but now she is back, and she said that she will eat the longevity noodles she made next time.

But Sanleng's smile became less and less day by day, and he looked at Tanyan's body getting worse and worse, and today it was August.

In August, all the osmanthus flowers bloomed, and the ground was also covered with layers of golden osmanthus flowers, which made people unbearable to trample.

Li Tianyan felt that her body was slowly becoming weaker, first she couldn't see clearly, and then she couldn't hear the voices around her, and now she felt very difficult to even move, but fortunately she could still speak, and she only had the strength to speak.

It's just a few days of hard work, and she has become a cripple whose actions are problematic, she knows that she is about to die, but she doesn't want to lie down like this until she dies, she wants to talk more with Yan Rui, but she can't even hear her voice, how to accompany him.

Yan Rui looked at the person lying on the bed, and didn't want to close his eyes for a moment, he was worried that he would miss something in the blink of an eye.

She couldn't see him clearly, couldn't hear him, and her whole body was weak, but she was still alive, living in pain.

He prayed every moment to transfer all the pain from her to himself, and he didn't want to see her torture when she was dying.

The person lying on the bed tried his best to keep his eyes open, but he could only see the general outline of Yan Rui beside the bed, she smiled, did not speak, she didn't want him to worry.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and another day passes.

Yan Rui was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and he didn't close his eyes all night.

Li Tianyan opened his eyes this time and saw him clearly, the black blue under his eyes and his face that had not been taken care of for a few days, his jaw already had a short black beard, and then he still had that snow-white long hair.

She looked at Yan Rui's eyes that were still open, she felt that she was particularly energetic today, and sat up from the bed under Yan Rui's stunned and desperate eyes.

"Yan Rui, can you help me make up?" She smiled and reached out to stroke his face.

"Okay." He was also smiling, his voice hoarse.

The comb made of sandalwood was used freely in his hand, and in a short time a flowing cloud bun was combed.

"Which hairpin do you want?" He asked, but he had already picked up the cinnamon hairpin in his hand.

"Just the osmanthus hairpin, will we go to the Guiyuan to see the osmanthus later?" She raised her hand and pointed to the hairpin in his hand.

"Okay." His hand was a little shaky, and the hairpin was a little crooked after being inserted several times, and he was thinking about inserting it again.

Tilting his head, his white hand held his palm and said: "It's good like this, if you plug it crookedly, it's the same, what I like is the person who inserts the hairpin." She felt his hand tremble and held his hand tightly.

Yan Rui kissed her on the forehead, and there was no sadness on her face, but there was unwavering determination.

This time, she wore a goose-yellow light gauze dress, which she asked Yan Rui to choose.

The door opened, and the two of them came out of it to see Miriyo standing straight not far from the door.

Sanleng looked at the person who came out, looking at her ruddy face, he should have cried, but he couldn't, because the person opposite was laughing, and he responded with a smile.

Walking over, she smiled and said: "We are going to see osmanthus, and we are also going to another world, Sanleng, we will never see each other again in the future, you, you all have to be good." ”

They walked beside the three edges.

"Why can't I go with you?" Sanleng turned to look at her back and said, he still couldn't help but ask this question.

"Fool, Yan Rui and I want to be husband and wife for the rest of our lives, what do you follow, you promised me to help Yan Qu." She looked back at him.

Sanleng received a clear answer in his heart, his hands clenched into fists, and his nails sank into the flesh.

Looking at the back of the farther and farther, squatting on the ground and crying silently, she doesn't love herself, of course she doesn't have the past, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to rub shoulders with her when the time comes.

When they arrived at Zheguiyuan, the aroma in the courtyard became more and more intense.

The sun was shining, and she walked under a tree and shook it gently, and there were patches of golden osmanthus flowers falling, and there were on both of their heads.

"I remember that this place is where the osmanthus tree used to grow." She happily pointed to an empty space and said, she was really happy to see things again.

The clearing was surrounded by a circle of bamboo, and no one was allowed to step on it.

There are bones buried in the previous life below, how could Yan Rui let people walk on it.

"Yes, it's a pity that the tree died, and even the roots in the soil turned to ashes, otherwise maybe it would have grown branches." Yan Ruiqiang smiled, he could look down on his life and death, but he couldn't see his beloved die in front of him and be indifferent.

"Maybe it will grow in a few more years." She took his hand and walked towards the swing they had made.

Yan Rui hugged her and sat on it as before.

"Yan Rui, why don't you speak?" She asked in his arms, her voice soft.

She looked at him with her face up, and realized that she could only see his chin, and then she turned her body to the side, feeling that the angle was just right, and she stopped moving.

"It's enough to be able to look at you like that." Yan Rui smiled.

"But I want to talk to you, and suddenly I have a lot to say to you, but I don't know where to start." As she spoke, her eyes brightened.

Yan Rui put one hand on her head, his fingers running through the hair on her forehead.

He said softly: "Then it's up to me, you ask, what do you want to hear, I'll say it's good for you to listen?" ”

"That's good,...... I wonder what was in your mind when you first saw me? She tilted her head and stared at him with affectionate eyes.

The corners of his mouth hooked, and he recalled: "The first time I saw you, it was when I got married, I was drunk that night, it should have been a flower candle in the cave room, but I shook the osmanthus tree in the yard and refused to let go, I don't know if you were in the tree at that time?" ”

"If I had been in the tree then, I wouldn't have been able to spend the rest of my time with you."

"yes, I didn't know at the time,...... The moment I entered the room, my mind was still thinking about the osmanthus tree, but when I saw you lying on the ground and looking at me with tears in your eyes, I felt like my heart was being held tightly and it hurt. He said as he covered his chest with one hand, as if he could still feel the pain at that time.

"I'm not in tears, I'm happy and happy." She put her arms around his neck and said, "You kiss me again, let me remember your taste." I'm afraid that when the time comes, I will forget what you look like, forget the bits and pieces you have done for me, and I am afraid that I will become someone else's wife in the next life, and I won't know how to find you when the time comes. ”

"I will follow you closely, and I will follow you wherever you go, and no one can separate us."

After speaking, he lowered his head, his lips touched her forehead, and gently kissed along the bridge of his eyebrows and nose all the way to his rosy lips, and the two of them leaned on each other.

The osmanthus flowers on the tree fell quietly, and Sanleng stood at the door looking at them, he just wanted his beloved to live, and he didn't want anything, how could the sky make the life of a good person short.