It was clearly the same house and the same garden view. In just over a month, the entire yard seemed to have changed a lot with the owner.

Qi Huan knew that this was his psychological effect, but he also really experienced the desolate feeling of change in things and people.

This feeling-

Her already unhappy mood was so overwhelming that it was filled with clouds, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Today, the funeral was held in the mansion and he was very busy, and there were almost no servants walking around in the back house.

Qi Huan came to Qi Wenjing's yard and looked for it by herself.

Everyone around Qi Wenjing was still staying in the front yard to help. As soon as Qi Huan walked to the door, she saw her standing under a osmanthus tree in the courtyard.

In fact, Qi Huan also met her in the mourning hall today. At that time, Qi Wenjing was not only haggard, but also was still capable and well-behaved when dealing with people. She played the role of the mistress of the Gao family very well.

And now, she was standing quietly in the yard, with her silhouette looking extremely bleak and fragile.

She stared at the osmanthus tree in a daze.

At this time, the flowering period is almost over, but the frost has not yet subsided, and the branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree are still lush, and the dark green trees are occasionally dotted with small flowers that are still blooming stubbornly.

Sniff it carefully...

I can still smell a light fragrance from my nose.

Qi Huan almost instinctively took his pace, picked up the corner of his skirt and slowly crossed the threshold.

She thought Qi Wenjing was meditating without any attention and would not notice her coming.

But she had just walked to the place two steps behind the other party and stood still. When she hesitated to say hello, Qi Wenjing had already spoken first.

She raised her head slightly, looked at a small cluster of yellow flowers that were about to bloom above her head, and opened up without warning.

"This osmanthus tree was my birthday six years ago. When he came back to Beijing to visit his relatives, he came to plant it for me and said he asked me to raise it." She said in a leisurely manner, "So I watched it every day, watered and fertilized it from time to time, and even pruned the branches and leaves, I never used it. I raised the tree and grew very well."

But the tree planter...

It's gone.

Qi Huan couldn't hold on for a while, and Qi Wenjing didn't plan to listen to her saying anything comforting to her against her will.

Then she stroked her fingers to the branches of the osmanthus tree and continued, "I like osmanthus wine. He said that when the osmanthus tree blooms, he will brew a jar every year and then bury it under this tree. When we get old, when he comes back from the battlefield, he will open a jar on my birthday every year."

"This tree only started to bloom last year, and I buried the wine below at the first jar. I was so busy this year that I didn't care about it anymore." Qi Wenjing said very slowly, and by the way, she looked back on a period of time. When talking about the sweet spot, the corners of her lips even raised.

But that was not a smile, Qi Huan knew.

Qi Huan still couldn't handle these words, and she also knew that Qi Wenjing might just need an audience now.

So, she just pursed the corners of her lips and stood quietly.

Qi Wenjing turned her gaze away and looked at the corridor on one side, "The Que Di under the corridor was the style we designed and drawn by ourselves when we rebuilt this yard twelve years ago. Each place was different."

She pointed to two of them casually: "The little man wearing armor there was his name on his chest, and the jade rabbit opposite was my zodiac sign, and the jade pestle in the rabbit's hand also had my boudoir name engraved on it."

They lived under the same roof, stayed at each other, and quietly accompanied the couple who lived here for twelve years.

Then, there is an open space at the end of the corridor.

"There are several wooden stakes and specially built platforms there, and only he can use them for many years. He is not at home all year round, and the wood will rot and rot in the rainy season. But I don't want to choose to throw away the things he used when he is away. Every time I ask someone to repair them before he comes back."

Her tone paused, and then her expression became bitter and bitter: "But this time, he did not send a letter to inform me of his return date, so I did not replace and repair it in advance."

After saying that, she turned her gaze away and looked elsewhere.

Move to the beauty that once unforgettable in her memory...

"The fourth railing that counted over there. Once he went out to a banquet and accidentally kicked it when he was drunk and late. The color of the wood he replaced is still different from the others."

"He also injured his little toe because of this. He had been raising it for a few days, but he felt embarrassed and refused to call the doctor to see. I always changed the medicine and bandaged him, but I didn't clean it up, and the toes are not very straight now."

"We used to paste windows and windows in this yard together. Actually, I cut them very roughly. He said that the window flowers that year looked particularly happy, and that year was also very lively and satisfied."

"I used jade with my earrings. He said he saw it vaguely on the way of triumphal marching, so he climbed a cliff that had been hundreds of meters long to pick it up for me."

"Although I only found that the color difference was a little different after I got it, I especially liked it and used it to create a whole set of heads and faces." Her fingers leaned close to her ears and stroked them, "Only... I can't wear them in such occasions recently."

"He left me a lot of things in the room, but now the only one is gone."

"I didn't want to bury every piece of clothing he left in this room this time. I wanted to keep it and take it to him personally that day when I went down. Anyway, he couldn't come back for a year or two. I thought he was going out for a long time, but it was actually similar to before."

"Although we have not been able to get together for many days since he led the army, everyone knows that we are a loving couple, and in fact... the young couple, who support each other, have always been in a phoenix love life until today."

"He followed me in everything, but this life and death matter... he didn't even tell me any part."

"This is life..."

She probably wanted to sigh something, but the words came to an abrupt end here.

After a while, I didn't say a word.

Qi Huan didn't know what she wanted to say or what she should say at this moment.

What kind of mood would it be like to have a vow to be old when one day suddenly one day, and what would it be like to put you down halfway without any warning?

Grief? Confusion? Or despair?

Qi Wenjing said so much in one breath, and it was clearly all about the heart-wrenching past, but there was still no glory or turmoil in her eyes.

even--

It was so dry that it didn't even fall a single drop of tears.

It’s obvious that my expression is so painful, my tone is already so painful...

It shouldn't be that I don't want to cry, but that the tears have dried up in the forty-nine days before that I stopped.

I sent someone away and buried my long life together...

Qi Huan suddenly had a clear premonition-

Maybe from now on, her aunt will be like this.

She will still maintain the dignity and enthusiasm in front of others and live seriously, but her whole heart will become the cemetery of her beloved husband, and there will be no more vivid and beautiful expectations.

She once heard a sentence-

It is best not to meet people who are too amazing when they are young, otherwise they will be bound by this period of time for a lifetime.

Can--

That can only be hope, hope not to encounter it.

Once you meet, who can turn a blind eye to such a destined person?

At this time, she should comfort Qi Wenjing, but—

Qi Huan couldn't even say a word.

What can she say?

Saying "sadness" hypocritical?

Try to tell her that maybe time will dilute everything? In a few years, or even decades, the unforgettable thoughts that were once were diluted?

After all, it is the past and time that others cherish so much, and the past that is so difficult to let go. Why should she, an outsider, find a home for it indifferently?

"I once had a deep love person who could be with him. Is this a blessing? After all..." In the end, she just said based on her own perception, "Most of the people are fooling around and ending their lives in a mess."

Qi Wenjing finally turned to look at her.

Qi Huan looked at her gaze, tried to make her expression appear sincere, and continued: "The reason why I can't let go of it must be extremely precious and beautiful things. Although those who have not obtained will not suffer, we have also enjoyed the happiness it brought in the moment we have obtained. Now maybe it's just repaying it, the gods of heaven and earth are always fair."

If you haven't got it, you won't bear the pain of losing it.

The people I have ever obtained have been satisfied and happy. Now they may just be fair price to bear these things?

after all--

A person cannot take up any good things!

This is how Qi Huan enlightened Qi Wenjing, but it may also be-

She was also comforting herself!

However, Qi Wenjing suddenly closed her eyes fiercely.

She raised her head slightly again, smelled the faint fragrance of osmanthus in the air, and tears rolled down from the corners of her dry eyes.

She spoke in a difficult and hoarse manner: "No... Huan'er, the retribution for repayment is really painful. It hurts so much that it is torment every day and night. Even if you are passionate, don't go this path."

The next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes again, her eyes firmly grasped Qi Huan's shoulders, looked at her eyes and said urgently: "Listen to me, don't you understand? This is the end of marrying a military general."

Her eyes were covered with blood, and her expression was even a bit crazy looking at Qi Huan's eyes.

Qi Huan was caught in pain by her for a moment, but she didn't have time to think about anything in her mind.

At this time, Gao Yunmiao came to see him outside the yard: "Cousin, why are you here? Are you here to see my mother?"

Qi Huan was startled, fearing that she could not persuade Qi Wenjing, so she would scare Gao Yunmiao again.

But unexpectedly, Qi Wenjing's reaction was faster than her. She immediately let go, turned around and wiped away her tears quickly, and her face regained its indifference and calmness.

She said to Gao Yunmiao: "You are here just right. I'll see Sister Huan off for me. Your uncle and aunt should be anxious."
To be continued...