"You don't look worse than the deceased Miss Su. Ah Xiu opened her mouth and went to get a coat and put it on her.

"I asked my sister to call for water, you can take a good bath in a while, change into clean clothes, don't catch a cold. ”

Amei looked at her stunned, her red and swollen eyes with tears.

"Ah Xiu, am I really not worse than Miss Su?"

"But why doesn't the owner like me?"

"I am a childhood sweetheart with the owner, I met the owner earlier than Miss Su, but why doesn't he like me?"

Her heart was desolate, sad, and incomprehensible.

It was still raining outside the door, and the wind was rolling the bean-sized raindrops like countless whips, hitting the ground fiercely, and there was a clanging sound.

Lightning and thunder roared, heavy rain poured down, and trees swayed in the wind, as if God was venting strongly.

The rain fell on the treetops, the rain fell on the houses, the rain fell on the ground, splashing the water, and the heavens and the earth were covered with a huge beaded curtain.

"Amei, the owner of the village and Miss Su are married, you should understand the character of the owner, a man like him will not be easily tempted. ”

"Just because the fingertips are married? Is it because the fingertips are married?"

"But Miss Su is already dead! A dead man, what is he still thinking about? She has been dead for three years! Three years is enough to forget to dilute the owner's feelings for her! But why, why do you still refuse me? Still willing to guard a dead man to live!"

Ah Xiu felt a little sad when she heard her say this.

Miss Su is dead, and in three years, the owner of the village should also come out.

But she is not the owner of the village, and she doesn't understand the owner's thoughts.

She looked at Amei and shook her head, she is a good sister, she is too stubborn, such a character, if she meets a man who likes her, it may become a good story, but when she meets a man who doesn't like her, such a stubborn character will become stupid.

There was a sound outside the door, and it was the water that the junior sister called for was delivered.

Zhuangzi asked the mother-in-law to carry the water into Ah Mei's room, and Ah Xiu withdrew from her room and told her to take a good bath first, wash her body, and change into clean clothes.

Amei nodded and went to take a bath in the tub behind the screen.

The mist was white, and the water temperature was a little hot, so she washed quietly and slowly calmed down.

Everything seems to be silent, the ripples in her heart are constant, she is still her, she still likes him, after crying and hurting, she is still willing.

The rain washes the dust between heaven and earth, making everything glow with a new look, but the rain itself turns into streams and disappears silently in the forests, the ground, and the flowers and plants.

The heavy rain outside slowly stopped, and after the baptism of rain, the mountain villa was lush with herbs, the medicinal flowers were thick, the pavilion was green and bamboo, and the small courtyard was washed, full of vitality, revealing tenacity.

Ah Mei opened the door and saw Ah Xiu waiting for her under the eaves to avoid the rain, she smiled and invited someone into the room.

The two sat down, and Ah Xiu looked at her with some concern.

"What's the matter? Look at me like this? It's been over, I'm just angry, desperate. Amei spoke, as if she were not the one who had just cried in the heavy rain and was suffering in the room.

Ah Xiu shook her head, a little worried about her, but she couldn't say anything more.

"Come out for a walk with me, the sky is clear after the rain, the air is clear, let's walk, just like when we were children." Ame spoke, looking hopeful.

Ah Xiu nodded and went out with her.

There is an annex in Tianyinzhuang, the courtyard is exquisitely built, not the style of the northern courtyard, it looks like the style of the southern courtyard, there is a pavilion inside, there is a lotus pond, there is a rockery and flowing water, flowers and trees, there is everything.

The white wall, the black green tile, the shade of thousands of green bamboos, the layers of shadows are printed on the ground, and they are hit outside the window, which is very beautiful.

Walking in the main entrance, the verandah zigzags, the stones form a path, there are several houses inside, and there are chairs in the main hall. The backyard is planted with large plantain plants with lush foliage. There are hundreds of daffodils on the side of the wall, which are beautiful and refined.

I don't know when, it rained again, and the white mist soared, very ethereal.

Ah Mei stood not far from the small courtyard, and saw Qin Shufeng walking out of the small courtyard, his clothes were a little wet, his expression was calm, and he walked in the direction of his courtyard in the drizzle.

Ame stared at his figure until it was gone.

She turned her head and looked at the small courtyard, and suddenly remembered what she had heard in her memory about the origin of this small courtyard.

I heard that the owner of the village was to surprise Miss Su, and I heard that the owner of the village was to live here after marrying Miss Su, and I heard that Miss Su's home was such a small courtyard......

Ah Mei felt a slight pain in her heart, pretending to be calm and approaching the small courtyard, raised her head to look at the plaque in the small courtyard, and saw that it read, "Thousands of knots". She wondered in her heart, she had seen this one written with a thousand knots before, but she didn't understand what it meant.

Ah Xiu behind her looked at the three words "Qianqian Knot", remembered the things of Miss Su and the owner of the village in the past, and thought of the owner of the village just coming out of this small courtyard, she looked at Amei, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

"A few chirps, and then a good rest. Cherish the spring and fold the remnants of red. The rain is light and windy, and the plum is green. Yongfeng willow, no one ends the sun and snow.

Don't pluck the strings, complaining about the strings can be said. The sky is not old, and the love is indescribable. The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it. The night has passed, and the east window has not been white. ”

This is the words of Zhang Xian's predecessors, which are written about joys and sorrows, implying the deep feeling that beautiful emotions have been hindered. ”

Ah Xiu looked at her, told what she understood, she wanted Ah Mei to die, completely dead.

"The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it. ”

"It seems to say that in the love network, they are firmly tied to each other through thousands of knots, and no one wants to destroy them. ”

The love is not over, and the years are ruthless.

The east window is not white, and the waning moon is still bright.

In this way, the words will be eternal.

After listening to this, Amei was stunned and looked at the small courtyard stupidly.

She doesn't want to know this, she doesn't want to be sober, if she is not sober, unclear, and unclear to see the owner's thoughts about Miss Su, maybe she is not desperate.

She lowered her head, and wanted to ask herself, the facts had already been made clear, why had her mind not changed at all?

It's obviously rejected, it's hurt again and again, and it's hurt again and again!

He doesn't care what she pays, and he doesn't care what she waits!

But after the disappointment, after the despair, although it hurts, she still likes him.

She knew that she shouldn't like it, and she also knew that she wanted to learn like Ah Tao.

Pick it up and put it down.

She understands the truth, but she just can't do it!

She has liked him for so many years, as long as she can be by his side, she is willing to give anything she wants, and she is willing to do whatever she wants.

She's just so stubborn, so stupid.

She had a wry smile on her face, hating that she was not Su Ruoxin, hating that she was not married to him, and hating that she did not occupy his heart earlier.

A trickle of rain was falling from the sky, drenching her new dress and her renewed confidence.

But soon, the light rain will stop, the dress will change, and the confidence will still be there.