After graduating, I came to work in her family's hotel so that I could see her every day.

She was uncomfortable because she was forced to marry by her family, and I was also uncomfortable. Judging from various performances, she didn't think about the two of them, and I, who was keenly aware of this, felt a little more relieved and a little lost.

Until one day she decided to get married after a blind date, my first reaction was sadness, and then fear.

I know I'm upset about something, she's getting married soon, and I'm ......

I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I always feel that there is more determination and fearlessness in her eyes.

I asked her, and she said that she had figured it out and wanted to get married, and that her parents were right, that a woman's destiny is to get married.

On the day of the wedding, I watched her put on her wedding dress, put on beautiful makeup for her, and dressed her up beautifully and dazzlingly.

After resting, I secretly wiped my tears several times, and when I wiped them away and went to see her again, she was lying on the ground, dead.

Weddings turn into funerals.

Those who came to the wedding had joy on their faces, and when they saw the bride commit suicide, the joy on their faces suddenly turned into sadness, and they could not change for a moment, and the expressions on their faces were strangely distorted, as if everything that had happened was a farce.

I was heartbroken, and with it came anger, great anger, anger at the people around me, and anger at myself. I hated myself for discovering that something was wrong with her, regretted why I didn't dig deeper, and what was even more ridiculous was that I actually believed in the proud Yang Jinnian, and I would really compromise with my parents.

I was as unpardonable as those bystanders, it was her family, her relatives, it was me, it was us, who together drove her into a corner.

The grave buried her, and it buried me. Perhaps, Jinnian is just a victim of this era.

I miss people, and I am far away.

She loves flowers, and her cemetery is full of flowers, which I planted with my own hands.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the flower is, she can't see it.

On the tombstone, there is a photo of her when she was twenty-five years old, and she is still bright and moving in the photo.

Jin Nian, you have to wait for me, life is just a cycle of reincarnation, no matter how long it is, one day, I will meet you again.

"If I could, I would like to open a flower shop and take care of it myself."

Jinnian, don't worry, my unfinished dream, I'll complete it for you.

These days, I visited many flower shops, learned and summed up some experience, and opened a flower shop called "Nian Rou".

But after opening the store, I found that things were different from what I expected, there were so many flower shops in the Windy City, and it was not easy to make my own characteristics.

Over-assumption is the most useless, if you have an idea and don't act, the bamboo in your chest cannot become a bamboo in your hand. There are always more ways than difficulties, and through step-by-step exploration and trial and error, I also have some practical experience of my own.

In order to open up the popularity of the flower shop, I thought of self-media - reality and the Internet are two-pronged, so I was busy preparing various plans, establishing various account channels by myself, from video programs to self-media advertorials, and doing a lot of complex marketing work.

Slowly, a small problem followed, the flower shop was on my own, a little too busy, I recruited a clerk, the girl who came to apply for the job was called Zhao Mei.

Seriously, when I saw Zhao Mei's back, my heart trembled, I really looked too much like her.

Zhao Mei and Jin Nian are very similar, not about appearance, but about something similar to a temperament and feeling, that is, at first glance, they are very similar, and the whole person feels very similar.

After Zhao Mei visited the flower shop with great interest, I found that she was really interested in flowers.

It's not the customer's superficial interest, but a lot of questions are asked in every detail, and I'm very happy, and the staff is so interested in flowers, of course, I am extremely proud in my heart.

By the way, I recently cut my hair, the short kind, but I still wear my favorite hanfu, which doesn't match the hairstyle a little.

Zhao Mei, like her, can always resonate with me just right.

She will say very intimately, "Xia Rou looks good no matter what hairstyle she has, and she can control any clothes", as if she can understand that the reason why I keep my hair short is to enjoy the state of mind when I have short hair, and I won't say something like others like "girls don't cut their hair so short" or "Have you suffered any blow, cut your hair so short" and the like.

The operation of the flower shop is getting better day by day, but this is only the beginning, I want to make the "Nianrou" flower shop have a place in the Windy City, to achieve a kind of effect that when others mention the flower shop, they will think of "Nianrou".

Online traffic is only a means, the key is the product itself, if the product is not good, no matter how much publicity is carried out, it will end up in vain.

All the flowers in the flower shop are purchased, cultivated and planted by me, and every step is meticulously considered. Sometimes when I see those flowers, I can't help but think of Jinnian's smiling face, and my eyes are red again.

"What's wrong with you, Xia Rou?" Zhao Mei held her shoulder.

"Zhao Mei, I'm fine......" she tried to swallow her tears.

Zhao Mei looked at Xia Rou, this girl is very dexterous, she is very charming in Hanfu, and there are tears on her face, she really looks like an ancient lady.

Wherever there are people, there will be all kinds of aesthetic relationships between people and the world, and there will be all kinds of beauty.

She has no sense of hanfu, but she likes to see her wear it.

But I think I'm also quite eccentric, in addition to the aesthetics of clothing, she prefers the "ugliness" in literary works.

In that kind of work, the protagonist does not have to be righteous or notorious, and the environment can be sinful and dark.

She has always liked that kind of novel, and the ugliness shown by those roundabout and tactful words allowed her to discover the beauty in the evil of human nature, and also cherish the real "beauty" around her even more.

"Are you worried about the operation of the flower shop?"

"Yes, I'm afraid...... I want this flower shop to stay forever. ”

"Xia Rou, don't be afraid, people can only succeed if they have some perseverance, find the right direction and persevere, there will definitely be improvement," Zhao Mei looked at her and smiled lightly, "I know that you are also sad, I know that you are tired, I will always accompany you, and I will definitely make the operation of the flower shop prosperous." ”

"Lanxi, what are you doing?"

Within a few seconds, Liu Han's mobile phone vibrate: I'm eating. Then I sent a picture of a table full of delicious dishes.

"Wow, you and Ji Zixun are so happy together!"

"It's okay, it's a pity that it's not the person I love the most, it turns out that some people may only love once in their lives, I met Fang Xu, I grasped it, but he ......"

"I seem to understand your mood a little, but people shouldn't be trapped by the past, they should gradually embrace the new life, and Ji Zixun is also very good to you."

"I know it's easy and comfortable for me to be with him, it's just...... The later ones didn't feel that way after all. ”

After so many years, I still can't forget the shyness when I first met Fang Xu, and the feeling of shyly bowing my head and smirking when I looked at each other.

"And do you love him?" Liu Han's message was sent, but there was no response for a long time.

Some time ago, Ji Zixun proposed to me, and I agreed.

The moment he put the ring on me, a super super big beautiful butterfly flew and landed on my ring.

My love, he died in the prime of life, and he died unexpectedly.

When he died, I was always haunted by not being able to see him for the last time, and I couldn't untie the knot, and I couldn't live a good life.

Seeing this butterfly now, I feel a sense of peace of mind that I have never felt before.

That butterfly has been in my hand for a long time, and no matter how much I touch it, it won't fly away. He turned into a butterfly and weathered the season.

After a while, the butterfly seemed to kiss the ring, and it flew slowly, and at that moment, a knot in my heart slowly loosened.

The river of life flows freely, and I think life is a constant goodbye. Everyone dies eventually, and when we die, we may stop breathing, but memories never fade away, and no matter how hard it is to say goodbye, we still have to move forward.

These days, I suddenly understood how my mother felt back then, and I had an irreplaceable person in my heart, and no matter how good I met someone to me, I couldn't shake the position of my beloved in my heart.

Fiancé Ji Zixun, that is, "life", he is a very humble person, just like Lao Tzu said, he is humble and self-controlled.

He can understand my state of mind, he knows that I can't let go of my heart, he won't be jealous, and he is still very guilty.

Fang Xu left to protect him, I didn't blame him, but he always had a pimple in his heart, he always felt that he was Fang Xu's substitute.

Before putting on the ring, I said to him: "Zixun, there are thousands of people in this world, you are unique, you are you, not a copy of whom." ”

And at this moment, I rotated the ring on my hand and replied to Sister Liu Han: I am with him now, and I will love him wholeheartedly.

Windy City is rectifying and slowly changing.

My brother, oh no, I mean Zixun's brother, and of course I call him brother.

Since he watched his father's killer sentenced to death, he has become much more mature and steady, and he is more considerate of other people's feelings before doing things.

His previous love history was rich, but now his heart is settled. He fell in love with a painter, and recently he accompanied her to a competition, where she won an award.

It is said that he applied to be a judge in the name of the federation and supervised on the side, so that some people who were not strong enough to leave the relationship also lost the courage, because they were afraid that he would see it with his keen eyes and have a bad impact on the news.

In short, the girl's painting won the award, and the small gallery became famous.

Many people like the style of the girl's painting, and fans are calling for the girl to draw more of this type of painting, although the picture is a little poignant, but this kind of painting is the reality.

Hello friend, long time no see, do you remember me?

As the heat of life deepened, I also became a little more mature, and I tried my best to learn to be an adult.

I used to hate my brother so much, but now that I think about it, it's so naïve.

"Filter" is a wonderful thing, it can make a person like a person more, but also make a person hate a person more, there is a kind of cloud-turning effect.

Since I was very young, I have been blessed with the evil filter of "taking away the favor" for my younger brother, and I always feel that I can't get along with him, but in fact, after getting along slowly, I feel that my brother is simply mine...... Well...... Salvation? Sorry, I can't think of a better word to describe it.

And my mother, I could feel her trying to balance the scales between the two children, but I couldn't remember when the scales were gradually becoming balanced.

Suddenly I found that I really ignored a lot of things, and when I thought about it, I was really too self-centered before, always immersed in my own world, and when I saw others, I added a demon filter to him, and naturally I couldn't feel that others cared about me.

I used to feel that they didn't care about their own feelings, but they found that they never cared about the feelings of others...... But fortunately, I'm gradually learning to love, although I don't know what love is, but I think it should be companionship.

Belch...... The inner monologue seems to be a bit much, hum, I don't want to be seen through by others, stop talking, goodbye.

But...... It seems like it's really time to say goodbye, so I have a small request, can you promise me (I, who always disdain me every day, put on a cute face at this time)?

Can you leave a little space in your heart for the people of the Federation? Although we can't accompany you at every stage of your life, I think that as long as you leave us a little place in your heart, there will always be a stage where we will accompany you.

Well, pull hook, goodbye.

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