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In the twilight field, in the dark night, the figure kneeling in front of the tomb of Baiyun is thin and delicate.

She knelt, her wrist slightly raised, gently wiping the picture on the tombstone, her movements slow and gentle, infinite pity.

Slowly, her kiss landed on the cold tombstone.

In the faint light, Murong Hualou could only feel that she was so grief-stricken. The shoulders rose and fell slightly, and the man hugged the tombstone, as if hugging Bai Yun's sturdy shoulders, and her thin shoulders shrugged, which was her silent suppression of her own sobs.

No matter how suppressed they were, Murong Painting Building and Bai Yungui below the night wind still heard a few irrepressible choked up.

Her body trembled more and more, and she cried more and more fiercely.

The irrepressible choking sound became more and more, and the woman's cry was clearly heard, heartbreaking but endured, and the voice was sad and low.

The painting building can finally confirm the identity of the other party.

She has a high bun, a burning temperament, kneeling and crying, her figure is weak and does not lose her style, she is Yun Yuan.

She thought of Yun Yuan on the day of Bai Yungui's funeral, dressed in black, indifferent and indifferent, but her eyes never looked at the coffin. When she said goodbye, she said goodbye to the painting building, her voice was hoarse, her eyes were full of tears, but she refused to show a point in front of people.

She cried like this......

If you care about him so much, why did you leave in the first place?

Hualou never thought about why Yun Yuan left, because Yun Yuan was proud and never appeared in her life to annoy her. She is very strong, with her young and beautiful life, she is in full bloom and prosperous, and she has lived an infinite life.

Now, Bai Yungui is lying under a pile of loess, is she remorseful?

Painted Lou sideways and glanced at Baiyungui.

Bai Yungui's expression was stunned and confused, looking at Yun Yuan's crying appearance, his expression was stunned, and his broad shoulders were a little lonely and lonely.

Hualou remembered that he sent Yun Yuan away on the dock that night, and he also had this expression.

His heart was touched!

The ghost made a mistake, and the painting floor grabbed his arm tightly, the blue-gray nylon military uniform between her fingers, her hand hurt very much, and her nail was even broken, and the pain slid from the green fingertips to her heart.

Bai Yungui was in pain, and he woke up like a startled and came back to his senses. Looking at Murong Hualou holding his hand tightly, he instantly understood her thoughts.

With infinite warmth in his heart, he took the opportunity to wrap his arms around the waist of the painting building and hugged her tightly in his arms.

She was afraid that he would walk towards Yun Yuan, right?

Bai Yungui didn't want to walk over, he just had a pain in his heart. If everything was a disguise before, Yun Yuan tonight is real, he has seen her cry like this, she has completely unloaded her defenses, and she is crying with grief.

In the seven years they have been together, he has been very good to Yun Yuan, and he used to think that Yun Yuan didn't care and didn't cherish it.

It turned out that she was in her heart!

That's enough, even if he can't go back, let him know that the woman he loved will also be heartbroken for his departure, and it is enough to repay his efforts!

He slowly closed his eyes, and the delicate body in his arms became tighter and tighter.

Yun Yuan cried for a long time before she got up vigilantly, took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, tidied up her clothes, and disappeared into the cemetery like a ghost.

Bai Yungui and Murong Painting House did not approach the cemetery, but just bowed to Adjutant Luo from a distance, which was regarded as worship.

Back at the official residence, Bai Yungui was a little silent.

The moment he took the shower with his clothes, the painting floor hugged his waist tightly from behind and pressed his face against his strong back.

Bai Yungui was slightly stunned, smiled and asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Then he pulled her to him.

Murong Hualou's eyes were a little red.

He couldn't help laughing: "What the hell is wrong, thinking about what you just encountered?" He was blunt and his tone was easy and sarcastic.

Murong Hualou finally breathed a sigh of relief slowly, she snuggled up to him, and her voice was delicate: "Bai Yungui, that person is Yun Yuan, you know, right?" ”

Bai Yungui laughed, kissed her lips fiercely, making her suffocate a little and let go, and the smile poured out of her eyes, undisguised overflowing the corners of her eyebrows: "Little fool, who she is has nothing to do with me?" I'm just a white cloud now, your husband! ”

The painting floor did not smile, and his expression was a little disappointed.

Bai Yungui looked at it, and knew that she was really interested, and said seriously: "Painting Lou, I just have some feelings tonight." After all, she had been with me for seven years...... was willing to let her go, but now she will not find her again, even if she really wants to go back. Hualou, I don't want to lie to you, I have never forgotten her, but she is just a person in my heart, and I will not make you sad for her. ”

The painting floor hugged his neck suddenly, and the heavy stone in his heart seemed to be slowly lowered.

She appreciates such a white cloud return, affectionate and righteous, sincere and frank, rational and decisive.

Many people who have experienced feelings will bury a person in their hearts. That person exists, and it doesn't affect today's life, she's just a shadow.

Someone who dares to admit it, because he is indifferent.

"I allow you to keep her tombstone in your heart, not her voice and smile." Murong Hualou's tone was very domineering, which made Bai Yungui laugh.

He likes the trust and honesty of the painting building.

The feelings are the most indescribable, if you have to say that he still remembers Yun Yuan, it is a bit far-fetched, because the person he wants to share when he is happy and lost is Murong Hualou; The smile in the dream is also the Murong Painting Building; In the fantasy, the old back who walks through the street when he is old is also Murong Painting Building.

It would be a lie to say that you don't remember anything. After all, they were also beautiful, this beauty is like a colorful oil painting on the wall, embellishing the past of the emotional corridor, it exists objectively, and it will not exist because you want to forget.

Murong Painting Lou didn't dig deeper, didn't force him to say things against his will, Bai Yungui was very grateful for his wife's intelligence and wisdom, as well as trust.

Everyone needs that trust.

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Xia Caiwei and Augustine came to the official residence to help, and carried all the luggage of the painting building to General Yang's special train.

Hualou and Chen's mother each held the child and left the official residence. Bai Yungui followed Adjutant Yi, Adjutant Zhou and other guards battalions, and more than a dozen guards in the past of Bai Yungui followed the painting building south, which was specially approved by General Yang. Bai Yungui, who was wearing an adjutant's military uniform, was still majestic and eye-catching.

Augustine looked at him several times.

The painting building pretended not to know.

This year's spring came late, and the kapok in front of the official residence is in full bloom at this moment, with bright petals floating like flames, and the ground is as magnificent as brocade.

The car drove out, and in the morning light, the painting building suddenly asked the driver to stop.

She handed over the child in her arms to Cai Yu beside her, and got out of the car and wrapped a bag of kapok Luoying in a white silk handkerchief.

"Kapok is a hero tree, and Baiyungui personally selected and planted here." Hualou explained to Cai Wei, "I don't know when I will come back in the future, I want to take some south." ”

Xia Caiyu's eyelashes suddenly filled with tears, and she didn't die for a long time.

When I arrived at the station, the branches of the green trees hung in the morning sunshine, the moon peach stamen was colorful, and the air had the mellow fragrance of the delicate stamen. The golden light crossed her body, and her figure was resolute and graceful.

After waiting for a few minutes, the Bai family's convoy came to see them off.

It's not just the people of the Bai family, but also Zhang.

Since Zhang Yan's death, Zhang knew that she was a Japanese spy, so he closed the door, and this was the first time he saw her in the painting building.

Chen's mother hugged Su Yue, and the painting building hugged Qingge, and said goodbye to everyone, and the sparse crying was in the ears for a while, and the atmosphere was very sad.

After a few words of advice, the old man and the others stood aside and asked the ladies to talk to the painting building.

The old man's hand brushed the sideburns of the painting building, helped her comb the broken hair in front of her forehead like a mother, and held back her sadness: "Mrs. Gao is also in Hong Kong, and she will come back during the New Year's holidays." If it's really inconvenient, ask her to bring a letter or a word, and let your mother know how you're doing. ”

The tears of the painting building were like beads of broken threads, rolling down involuntarily, and she was silent.

When he saw her crying, he wiped her tears for her, and he cried too.

When they saw them weeping, they wiped away their tears.

Bai Zhen instructed the painting building that if he was short of money when he arrived in Hong Kong, he would write a letter back, and then he would be a kind word of peace.

Qu Xiang gave her a name card and said to her, "...... Mr. Ge is a well-known jewellery shop, and if you are in Hong Kong and are struggling financially, you can go to him. ”

Then he hugged Hualou and said in her ear, "I saved Ge Yun's life, no matter what is difficult for my sister-in-law, I can go to him." He used to be a political figure and had some connections in Hong Kong. ”

Hualou was slightly surprised, but he didn't show it, he was grateful, and said, "Thank you." ”

Sisters Bai Yunling and Bai Yunshao had already red eyes.

Zhang led his daughter-in-law and said some words, and the time reached eight o'clock.

A general in an iron-gray military uniform came over and reminded in a loud voice: "Madame Bai, let's leave at half past eight, is there anything wrong with you here?" ”

Hualou smiled and said no.

As soon as the old man heard that he was about to set off, he was even more reluctant, and took the hand of the painting building, and gave another advice.

As he was talking, Murong Qiandi and his wife took their children and Murong Tingting and Murong Jiao to resign to the painting building.

Murong Tingting explained: "My mother suffered from the cold and was bedridden for several days, and my sister was in front of her to serve the sick, so she couldn't come to resign. Auntie, you have a good wind, and you have time to come back and see us......"

Hualou said yes, touched Murong Jiaoyuan's head again, and said with a smile: "If you are free, you can also go to Hong Kong to see me." ”

Everyone in the Murong family said goodbye one after another.

In the sound of the whistle, Murong Painting Lou held the child and boarded Yang Sifa's special train. The steam smoke of the train swirled in the air, like a snow-colored camellia enchanting blooming, and then dispersed with the wind in an instant.

The car drove out of Yuzhou, and the painting building looked out the window at the people who saw them off, a large group of people either waving their arms or covering their lips with handkerchiefs and crying.

She held Qingge in her arms and looked at Qingge outside the window with wide eyes and curiosity, and tears fell again.

When she came to Yuzhou, it seemed to be the beginning of her life. Now, the play of Mrs. Bai has finally come to an end.

No matter what the process is, there is finally a complete ending.

She kissed Qingge's face, tears rubbing against the child's tender cheeks.

Cai Wei came to the box of the painting building and chatted with her to relieve her boredom.

The train traveled for about four hours, leaving the boundaries of Yuzhou, and there was a knock on the door of the box.

Cai Wei smiled and got up to open the door, she probably thought it was Augustine.

The door of the box opened, and Cai Fei suddenly screamed, and even Augustine in the next box heard it and hurried over.

Seeing the person who took off his adjutant hat, Augustine took a breath: "General Bai! ”

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