Since the Fourth Lady's meditation garden was a little far away from Wan Tilt Hall, and it was dark at night, it was necessary to walk carefully, so when I arrived at the gate of Wan Tilt Hall, it was already about a quarter of an hour later.

Jiang Shu raised his feet and walked into the half-open courtyard door, and saw that except for the lanterns on the eaves of the porch, only the light in the study was on, guessing that Ye Xianggao should be inside, and strode over.

At this time, Ye Xianggao, who had just returned from the flower hall, was sitting silently in the study near the bookcase and playing with a jade paperweight.

Hearing the movement outside, he raised his head slightly, and when he saw that it was Jiang Shu, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "The fourth girl is here." ”

"Yes, Shu'er is here," Jiang Shu turned his head and smiled at him, and slowly stepped into the door, "Shu'er was afraid that her father would worry about Siniang's condition, so she came over to tell her father, after drinking the medicine, she was fine." ”

After saying that, he was about to continue to move inside, but when he looked up inadvertently, he suddenly saw the brightly colored beauty You Chun picture hanging in front of the door, and his footsteps couldn't help but pause slightly.

When the beauty in the picture saw it a few days ago, she felt a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, and this feeling became stronger after seeing it again.

However, no matter how much you think about it, you just can't remember it.

Unable to hold back the curiosity in his heart, Jiang Shu groaned slightly, raised his finger and pointed to the painting, and asked Ye Xianggao, who was sitting inside, "Dad, who is the person in this painting?" How does it feel so familiar? ”

Ye Xianggao put down the jade paperweight in his hand, looked in the direction of her finger, and when his eyes fell on the graceful and delicate beauty with the emerald jacket and blue skirt, his face, which was slightly flushed because he had drunk a lot of wine at the previous family banquet, suddenly appeared a little sad.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Seeing his reaction, Jiang Shu asked puzzled.

Ye Xianggao slowly stood up, walked to her side, looked at the person in the painting and was silent for a long time, his voice was a little sour: "She is your mother." ”

"My mother?" Jiang Shu looked extremely shocked.

Could it be that the person in this painting is his titular mother, Yu?

It's just that the Yu family didn't die after Ye Jiangshu was born? I haven't seen her myself, how can I think she's familiar?

Even if it is a mother-daughter connection, it is also the real Ye Jiangshu, not himself.

was puzzled, and suddenly heard Ye Xianggao's deep voice beside him: "Four girls, what do you say is the saddest thing in the world?" ”

"The saddest thing?" Jiang Shu turned his head slightly to look at him, then looked at the person in the painting, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and guessed, "But 'ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable'?" ”

It has been seventeen years since Yu's death, and she should be able to answer with this sentence she learned in high school in her previous life.

Ye Xianggao shook his head slowly, was silent for a while, closed his eyes with difficulty, and opened them again, his voice almost choked: "'There is a loquat tree in the court, and the hand planted it in the year of my wife's death is now like a cover'." ”

"Daddy......" By the not-so-bright candlelight in the room, Jiang Shu saw that something seemed to be shining in the corner of his eye, and his heart throbbed.

Ye Xianggao tried hard to hold on, not letting the tears flow out, and gently poked a hand to her cheek: "You were born the year your mother left, and now the four girls have grown into slim girls, it turns out that she has really left me for so many years......"