his kisses are sweet

Chapter 127 Her short life was released early in the morning, but it was too late to survive the dusk
"Rong Jin, the deceased is gone, why are you so persistent?"

"I haven't divorced yet, even if she dies, she will still be my Rong Jin's wife, whether she is alive or burnt, if I am just Gu Shengge."

Li Zhen sighed when she heard the words: "Ge'er once told me that if she died unfortunately, she would take her ashes back to her hometown and bury her next to her relatives, and then plant a hibiscus plant in front of the grave, and it will bloom in the morning and fall in the evening. , it’s like her short life, released early in the morning, but it’s too late to survive the dusk.”

"It's released early in the morning, but it's too late to make it through dusk?" Rong Jin read this sentence, his whole body trembled, and he coughed violently.

The movement seemed to cough out the lungs.

He thought Li Zhen did it on purpose, knowing that he didn't want to hear these things, but he used her words to stimulate him.

But there is no doubt that he poked his heart.

Rong Jin remembered that Gu Shengge once asked him, what did she look like in his eyes?
When she asked, the image of a white hibiscus naturally appeared in his mind.

Cool and beautiful, just like her upturned eyes.

So he blurted out: hibiscus.

But at that time, he didn't know that what Mu Jin loved most was sunshine and moisture, and now it's freezing cold, how could she bear it?
She couldn't bear it, so she chose to leave, leaving no way out for herself.

There was a burst of salty smell in his throat, and Rong Jin felt that his heart had been torn out thousands of times, each hole was soaked in salt, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Li Zhen didn't speak anymore, his goal had been achieved.

He got up slowly, glanced at Rong Jin lightly, then turned around and walked in the direction he had come and gone.

There was silence, only the sound of Rong Jin's suppressed cough continued for a long time.

Xiang Qi and Shang Bo hurried over.

"Ajin, are you okay?"

"Rong Shao, how are you doing?"

Rong Jin slowly breathed out, picked up Gu Shengge's body, and walked forward.

Seeing his trembling footsteps, Shang Bo hurried forward and said, "Young Master Rong, should I come?"

Rong Jin dodged to the side, his eyes darkened: "She doesn't like people touching her."

Shang Bo retracted his hand awkwardly.

He took a step forward, suddenly his feet went limp, and one knee hit the snow with a muffled sound.

I can still feel the ice scum pouring into the trousers, which is cold and painful.

Rong Jin's hands trembled, even though he subconsciously protected Shengge, he still couldn't stop her head from making a crisp sound, and the coat fell apart.

Seeing her lifeless appearance made him tear up.

He pulled the clothes in a panic, unexpectedly the more he pulled, the more messy he was, exposing half of her face.

From the forehead, from the bridge of the nose to the mandible, there is no other color except burnt black.Reflected by the snow light, her pitch-black half face was extraordinarily cold.

Suddenly, he stopped gesturing, his eyes fixed on her face.

Stretching out his fingers, clamping Shengge's jaw, he watched for a long time.

"A Jin, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Qi couldn't help asking.

Rong Jin's fingers trembled and retracted: "It's nothing."

He tightened his clothes and got up slowly holding Shengge's bones.

In the distance, Li Zhen stood in the shadow, watching the backs of several people walking away, with an obscure smile on the corner of his mouth.

***
Shengge's funeral was simple.

Because Rong Jin knew that she didn't like excitement.

He didn't bury her next to Gu Yunwen as Li Zhen wanted, but built a new grave for her, with a small tombstone next to it, where their child was buried.

He would always think that Gu Shengge is really a contradictory person. She doesn't like excitement, but is afraid of being alone.

Then he will let their children stay with her, and after so many years, there will be him.

He even had his own tombstone ready, except for the date of birth and death.

In Qingcheng, the rumors about her gradually died down.

Five years ago, she left with nothing but notoriety.

Five years later, she left with a sigh of regret.

The second week after Sheng Ge left, Rong Jin found the locked drawer at the bottom of her desk, and when she broke the lock forcibly and saw the medicine for depression, she realized what Li Zhen said was true.

Later, he found the rusty key thrown away by Sheng Ge in the garden.

He didn't know that she loved him and their children so much, she didn't even care about her own body.

She hated Gu Shengge's concealment, and even more hated her own blindness!

He felt distressed.

It hurt so bad, I couldn't breathe.

Since then, he seldom went back to the villa, because the emptiness of the villa was too uncomfortable.

He lived more often in the Henghe apartment, and kept the lights on the opposite floor on all night.

Then he stood at the window, imagining that Sheng Ge's figure could appear on the opposite curtain, just like when she first returned to Qingcheng.

God knows what's wrong with him, he only knows that he misses her very much.

He thought of her bright smile under the sycamore tree, and he thought of the time when she gritted her teeth and called her perverted professor;
He thought she was a fool who still wanted to settle accounts with someone even though she was drunk;
He thought of the grievance she had bitten on his shoulder when he wanted her for the first time;
he misses her...

But the only thing he didn't dare to think about was the days when she came back from the small town.

He didn't dare to think about her thin face, she didn't dare to think about her eyes insisting on divorce, and she didn't dare to think about her bones covered in snow.

Rong Jin thought he was crazy, he crazily wanted to forget her during the day, but he crazily missed her at night.

He put her favorite Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales on the bedside, but he never dared to read them.

Because his Snow White princess ate poison, but he couldn't wake her up with a kiss.

In this way, a winter passed unknowingly.

When the weather warmed up, he personally planted a hibiscus in front of her grave, which was a branch he got from the Gu family.

The hibiscus in front of the tomb grew more and more gratifyingly, and then he simply planted them all over the mountain. Since then, hibiscus and evergreen trees have grown together and spread all over the entire cemetery.

Occasionally he would go to Gu's house, but Uncle Gu didn't want to see him, every time he saw him, he always looked like an enemy who was extremely jealous.

He had seen the days when Sheng Ge's life was worse than death, so he always thought that he forced her to death.

And he himself, why didn't he think so?

Sometimes, he would also see Gu Rong.

A man over half a century old is leaning over and carefully cultivating the hibiscus flower that has passed the winter.

When Gu Rong saw him, there would be such a pitiful look on his face, he said: "You still missed her after all, our Xiaoge is very much like her mother, there is not a grain of sand in her eyes."

He also said: "I made a mistake. Her mother punished me severely with her life. I don't blame anyone for the situation I am in today. I deserve it. I know I don't deserve it, but I I still can't help but think about her mother, I think of our childhood sweethearts, but looking back on the life of these decades, I only feel devastated."

Gu Rong turned his head and asked him vaguely: "Rong Shao, can you understand my feeling?"

He probably knew that he was not worthy of being Sheng Ge's father, so even though he was an elder, he just called him Rong Shao politely.

A few months ago, Li Zhen relied on Shengge's shares to become Gu's largest shareholder, indirectly holding Gu's in his hands.

But his stepwife Xu Pingting disliked him for being penniless, and has since disappeared.

The former Gu family, now he is the only one left.

The first half of Gu Rong's life was full of glory, but the second half of his life was extremely miserable.

Rong Jin thought, he understood the feeling in his mouth.

And feel terrible.

He took the water ladle he handed over and watered the hibiscus flower little by little, but he couldn't help but see it as a Shengge.

How long has she been away?He can't even remember.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer recently, and the sun is shining softly on my body.

In such a warm weather, he didn't want to do anything but just be with her.

So here he is.

On the tombstone, Sheng Ge's smiling face remained the same, but it was empty black and white.

He hates her like this, even if she looks at him blankly, she is much better than she is now.

Thinking of this, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest.

His lungs convulsed, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

The air in his throat became thinner and thinner, and he pressed his chest and panted heavily.

It took a long time before he slowed down.

It was the fault of the heavy snowfall that night, and it didn't get better intermittently.

He thought that he might not be able to get better in this lifetime.

Forget it, let him cough like this, in this world, happiness is always short-lived, only pain is unforgettable.

Geer, can you hear my pain?
If you say you like hibiscus, I will plant hibiscus all over the mountain for you. If you say you don’t like green radishes, I will destroy all green radishes in Qingcheng. However, there are no green radishes in Qingcheng, and hibiscus is everywhere. Already arrived?
The phone in his pocket vibrated rapidly.

Xiang Qi's voice rang in my ears: "Ajin, where are you?"

"The cemetery."

The other end was stunned for a moment before speaking again: "There is a new bartender at the Vista bar, and the drinks are very correct..."

"Okay," he heard himself answer.

It is said that wine can relieve sorrow.

(End of this chapter)