After comforting Cai'er, Cheng Hao sighed, glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky, shook the snowflakes on his body, and turned back to the store.

Inside the shop, there is a pot of charcoal fire, which is much warmer than the outside.

The old man was half-lying on the chaise longue, roasting the fire, shivering, and looking afraid of the cold.

Cheng Hao went to the inner room and hugged a blanket to cover the old man, but even so, the old man was still trembling, as if his body was about to die.

A touch of worry appeared on Cheng Hao's face, since the beginning of winter, the old man's body has been getting worse day by day, looking at this situation, he can't survive this winter.

"Hao'er ......"

Seeing Cheng Hao sitting beside him, the old man forced himself to sit up, with a pale smile on his face.

"I can't hold it anymore, old man...... Before leaving, I did one last thing for you...... It's just this thing... You may not be happy, but I did it anyway!"

The old man coughed a few times, and took out a red envelope-like object from his clothes tremblingly, and Cheng Hao saw the two big words on it at a glance - marriage book!

"I have actually discussed this matter with the old Lan family next door a long time ago...... Just yesterday, this matter was finally decided, I know you won't agree, so you can only make your own decisions, and your marriage with Cai'er will be private.... Ahem......"

Cheng Hao was silent, he didn't know what to say, after all, the other party really regarded him as a relative, and it couldn't be said that it was wrong to do this.

After a violent cough, the old man's face suddenly turned rosy, as if returning to the light, he sat up straight suddenly, and grabbed Cheng Hao's arm tightly, his face full of reluctance.

"I'm lucky, when I'm old, I can still meet you and help me retire and die...... Old man, I don't want you, like me, to be alone all your life, the taste of loneliness, really... It's horrible......"

"It's scary......"

As if exhaling his last breath, the old man slowly lay down, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes, but the arm that grabbed Cheng Hao never let go, it seems that the last obsession still can't let go of him!

Cheng Hao didn't make a sound, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, helped the old man tidy up his clothes, dipped a towel in warm water, helped the old man wipe his body, and helped him finish this last journey with dignity.

After tidying up his appearance, Cheng Hao took down all the calligraphy and paintings on the wall and unfolded them one by one, like layers of bedding, spread on the old man's body.

"I know you like these calligraphy and paintings, take them on the road with you, may in the next life, you will not be so lonely again!"

Over the years, Cheng Hao has never known the old man's name, only that his surname is Li, and he seems to have been in love when he was young, and he has never married a wife and had children.

Cheng Hao knew that the old man thought that he was just like him, and he was unwilling to marry for life because of love, so he made a decision on his own and helped himself make a marriage contract, not wanting to let himself be like him and be lonely for most of his life.

......

This year's snow was much heavier than usual, and it snowed heavily for two days in a row, which could bury people's calves.

Fortunately, although the snow is heavy, there is no wind.

With the help of the surrounding neighbors, after burying the old man, Cheng Hao seemed to be much older, and often sat alone in the empty shop in the middle of the night, sitting all night.

He still loves calligraphy and painting as always, sometimes a painting is a whole day, sometimes Cai'er doesn't have time to come to deliver him food, he doesn't even eat, he keeps painting, it seems that only when painting, that deep sense of loneliness will stay away from him.

Loneliness is a feeling that Cheng Hao has always had, and this feeling will not be reduced because of the company of the old man and Cai'er before, the feeling of being incompatible with the whole world, like being in an illusory world, makes him indescribable.

This kind of indescribable loneliness that everyone in the world is drunk and sober up alone is much more terrible than being alone.

......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

In the past three years, perhaps because she was shy because she knew about the marriage contract, or to avoid suspicion, in short, Cai'er came to Cheng Hao less and less, and most of the time, it was the guys in the Lan family's shop who came to deliver food to Cheng Hao.

In the past three years, the name of Cheng Hao's painting immortal has already spread throughout the capital, it is said that there is an immortal who has a rare epiphany after seeing his paintings, from an ordinary immortal to a high immortal, calling for wind and rain, the magic is vast, and people all worship.

Cast a peach in return, the immortal passed down the decree, officially gave Cheng Hao the name of painting immortals, was protected by the immortals, provoked Cheng Hao, died!

Cheng Hao has no opinion on this, at least, the fact that some wealthy families used their power to buy paintings has never happened again, but it has made his life much more peaceful.

Time is the most irresistible force in the world, and Cheng Hao's appearance has also changed from three years ago, he no longer looks young, but middle-aged, and there is gradually a wrinkle on his face.

On this day, it was another cold winter night, and the snowflakes falling from the sky covered the ground outside the store with a thick layer.

Squeak!

The door of the shop was opened, and Cai'er's pretty and watery face poked in, and when she saw Cheng Hao, she immediately blushed, lowered her head, turned around and waved back.

"Daddy, come in, Uncle is in the house. ”

Cai'er's father walked in with a smile on his face carrying a wooden box, and after seeing Cheng Hao, he asked a little stiffly: "Cheng... Brother, aren't you busy?"

Cheng Hao nodded, put down the brush in his hand, got up and walked over.

After a few brief greetings, the two sat down at the dining table, Cai'er took the wooden box in her father's hand very quickly, opened the lid, and saw a few plates of delicate side dishes and two pots of rice wine in it.

Cheng Hao quietly watched Cai'er bring the wine and food to the table, and did not speak, and the atmosphere was a little dull for a while.

"That, Brother Cheng, Master Li has been dead for three years, and I didn't urge you to marry Cai'er before, but now Cai'er is a sixteen-year-old girl, and it's time to get married, do you think we should set a date to let Cai'er pass through?" After a slight silence, Cai'er's father took the lead in mentioning the marriage.

Cheng Hao didn't answer Boss Lan's question, but turned his head to look at Cai'er, "What about you, what is your opinion?"

"The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, since the father has already made a marriage contract for Cai'er, Cai'er naturally has to obey it!" Lan Cai'er's face had already blushed a lot, and she lowered her head, looking like a small jasper picker.

Cheng Hao sighed, there were some things he didn't want to do, but now, he still had to do it.

"Cai'er, you know my situation, if you wanted to marry a wife and start a family, you would have done it a long time ago, why wait until now? Marry me, you won't be happy!"

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