Slowly, she seemed to be aware of his coldness, her expression was gloomy, and she lost sleep every night. Such...... Very good.

But on that cold winter night, as usual, he went outside and coughed up blood, and when he came back, he found her sitting on the bed, full of fear, like a child abandoned in the wilderness.

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time and even thought that he might be able to calm down poured out again...... If he was really gone, who would comfort her when she woke up from a nightmare?

And he was going to leave eventually, but he couldn't be sure when it was, but the number of coughing up blood was increasing, and the time began to be uncertain.

He had imagined countless separations, but he had not thought of them...... She was kidnapped!

This bad news alone can drain half of his remaining life, and the eldest brother actually left with the money to save people......

He went to look for her, and he went all over the mountains looking for her. At this moment, the so-called cleverness can't play a single star, and can only float like a ghost. Beneath your feet are faint debris of dust, and floating stars of life are shattered stars.

Xue Yan, what will you do if I die? If I'm dead now......

Mind began to drift, and the last bit of consciousness was to go home and tell them that they were going to get her out anyway......

The mountains shook and moved, everything was blurred, and there was only one figure, although it was delicate, but persistent, and it pierced into the eye clearly.

Is that her? Why does it look so much like her?

Closer, closer......

It's her, it's really her......

It was only seven days, and it was as if they had been separated for seven years; It's just a few steps, but it seems like a lifetime.

He trembled and stretched out his hand to touch the man who would be tied to his soul even if he died......

She's alive...... She's fine...... She's back......

He could hear the blood rushing through his body, rushing to his chest.

God treats him well, not thin......

He chased her away, and he could finally rest assured.

Maybe it's good to end here, but everything has taken a shocking turn, just a little bit late. Just a little bit, but he really lost her forever.

For three years, he has been looking for her, and he has tried everything he can, but there is no news. It is often said that he has seen her somewhere, and every time he rushes there with great anticipation, but the result is ......

She seems to have disappeared from the imperial capital, but where will she go? Cheng Fu is also looking for her......

Even though three years were fruitless, he decided that she should still be in the imperial capital, because the house was ......

If he knew that there was a day, he should have gone to see where it was early, and the only thing he was glad about now was that he didn't let her "contribute" in the first place, otherwise she wouldn't even have this place to stay, and he didn't know where to look for her, at least now, he could still feel that she was by his side.

Since you are still here, I am confident that I will find you, maybe it will take a little longer, you have to wait for me......

The yard was very lively, and the girls were busy dyeing their nails with golden phoenixes, carrying the five raw pots, and discussing the "fighting skill" at night......

Tanabata is Tanabata again......

There was a Qixi Festival, he met her Jin Yulou, and in the chaos, an epiphany flew away......

There was a Qixi Festival, he played with her in the market, and in the spacious and drooping sleeves, there were two tightly intertwined hands, and between raising his eyes and staring, it was indescribable affection......

Once on the Chinese Valentine's Day, he and she sat by the wooden door full of creeping roses, looking at the Milky Way in the sky together. She asked a very interesting question, if the Cowherd and Weaver Girl were together every day, would there still be this thousands of years of love? He wanted to answer her very much, he didn't know about other people's affairs, but for her, every moment, he was thinking about it in his heart......

There was a Qixi Festival, he was still standing by the fragrant wooden door, but he didn't see her late return. The twilight is four, and the night is cool to the bone......

I took out a bracelet from my chest and rubbed it gently.

Over time, the once intoxicating burgundy has become dull, and the thread has been worn down to the point that only one thread remains, as if it could be broken by blowing.

The red lotus in the middle is still vivid, lingering in the afternoon sun.

After staring at it for a long time, it seemed that she saw another red lotus growing on one side, and heard her say softly: "There are only these two in the world, which one do you want me to sell to...... Actually, sometimes I think it would be nice if I could always be like this......"

Laryngeal infarction, blurred vision. When the line of sight was clear, another lotus flower disappeared, and I only heard myself say softly: "How can it? It's going to get better and better, better and better......"

I remember that she would light a fire at night, put potatoes and sweet potatoes in the fire and bake, the fragrant smell caused Tingfang and Xun'er to drool, but she rushed with them like a child, and then drew small flower cats on their faces with black fingers, and he was not spared...... I remember that she led the children to build snowmen all over the yard after a heavy snowfall, saying that this was their family, and two of the snowmen were very close to each other, holding hands, and he knew that it was her and him...... I remember waking up every morning with her chest snuggled up to her like a kitten, whether or not she had an awkward affair with him the night before......

Every bit, every drop, whether awake or dreaming, is always clear and real, the only difference is ...... She's gone.

Move over to the vanity and pick up a box of rouge.

She had never liked to touch these fat and powder, and the rose-colored paste had only a shallow mark. Because of the time, the paste has dried up, and the fragrance has long since dissipated.

I opened the makeup again and took a beaded flower with a little green and blue.

She likes these jewelry the most, and she has to take them out and fiddle with them almost every day, and at this moment, he seems to see her happily take a plum hairpin, and ask him with a smile: "Is it good-looking?" ”

He couldn't help but touch that face, but his hand only touched a ray of sunlight, and there were scattered dust debris flying lightly.

I couldn't help but smile wryly.

The box is full of jewels, but only the purple dzi hairpin is worn on the head, and occasionally a simple hosta or two vivid silk flowers will be added for the occasion, because it is "too heavy".

Her complaining look flashed in front of her eyes, and the corners of his lips twitched.

Purple Dzi ...... Can it really be decided that the relationship of the third life will be determined? Every time I think of this, my heart is comforted a little, but his afterlife ...... How much longer?

On the side is a rosewood wardrobe, her clothes are stacked in it, some time ago, the people just took it out to dry.

Even after so long, there is still her fragrance lingering on it, a faint tea fragrance that does not need a trace of dyeing.

He picked out a plain brocade robe, and the corners of the robe were blooming, as stunning as three years ago......

There was a wisp of green silk in his hand, and he couldn't hang it down.

…… I said that if there is a big thing in the future, you have to ask me before you can leave...... I don't want you to hide somewhere I can't find it......

But he never gave her a chance to ask, and she disappeared where he couldn't find it.

A sigh finally dissipated.

Outside the window, the joy is still there.

Tanabata is Tanabata again......

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Tanabata is Tanabata again......

A woman in her twenties sat in front of the lattice window of the small hugging building in Shuiyunju, holding on to the goose hao, and was fascinated by the flowers and plants in front of her.

The little banyan tree planted three years ago had grown taller than the house, and now it was combing its branches in the wind, sprinkling fine pieces of light and darkness on her face, and also sprinkled on the half-drawn jewelry patterns in front of the elm case.

It's been three years, and that shattered scene seems to have disappeared forever in that downpour, including the same shattered her.

Nowadays, the most prestigious seats in every jewelry store in Dijing have the jewelry she designed, and every day someone uses a lot of money to sell her new designs only to her own family.

Now, the major Qinglou have invited her to come to the door, because she can turn every woman with mediocre qualifications into a fairy, and there are always unique clothing styles to help them add icing on the cake.

Nowadays, many families have to greet her in advance when there are still two or three months before the end of the year, just so that their main hall can be filled with a pot of delicate peonies on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Nowadays, people respectfully call her "Miss Yiran......

"Mother, it's past noon, and Yu'er has finished practicing three big characters."

A soft voice came through the crack in the door, and then a small pink face poked in.

Turning around, he took the walnut sticky and chestnut cake from the celadon plate and handed it to her: "Don't eat more, I'm going to have a toothache again." ”

The little man in pink grabbed a snack, grinned, and ran to the yard to flutter butterflies.

She smiled at the happy little figure for a while, and continued to sketch on the paper, but she did not want to sketch the dark clouds in the sky, the withered grass everywhere, and a small dilapidated temple hidden in the wind and rain......

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She just kept running forward, not knowing where to run, and not knowing how many times she had fallen.

She saw a blur of flesh and blood on her hands, and she only saw it.

The rumbling in my ears was just a loud noise.

Someone suddenly grabbed her, and she only saw that face was anxiously changing color, only that mouth kept opening and closing, and only that the ends of her hair were dripping with water.

Is it raining?

She looked up with a cloud......

Dark clouds rolled, lightning cracked the sky, and countless bright crystals smashed down at a rapid pace. One of them hit the eye...... Pain.

The pain seemed to spread, from the eyes to the chest, then to the internal organs, the limbs, and then to the lower abdomen, twisted up.

She fell to the ground unconsciously, watching her mud-stained green skirt get blood little by little. The blood stains continued to deepen and increase, as if a bewitching flower was blooming, and the color of the flower was so bright that even the surrounding muddy water was dyed red...... It's beautiful......

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was in a small temple, with a gray tower above my head, and a cold Buddha statue beside me, and Bitong was crying on the side.

She was actually placed on the offering table by Bitong, if it was in the past, she would really laugh, but now even if she uses her brain, she will be in severe pain.

She already knew what was going on. It's because of the Dragon Boat Festival, they rarely have a lot of affection, but they don't want to have it, but they don't want to have it again.

She stared blankly at the jagged gray roof, her mind stagnant.