You remember son

Hua Jin opened his eyes, and saw this person who was the first person he saw every time he woke up from a sleepy sleep.

Nan Xun sat beside him and dozed off, for a moment, Hua Jin felt a little sad and ashamed.

He tilted his head towards him and looked at him quietly for a while.

Not long after, Nan Xun also woke up, and the two looked at each other, and they were silent for a long time, neither of them said anything.

"Your complexion is very bad." This time, Hua Jin spoke first.

Nan Xun smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

"You're really doing it for me...are you really unable to get rid of the poison?"

Nan Xun didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile, still with the same gentle smile as before.

But Hua Jin knew that he had put himself in this time.But I can't give him anything in return, not even a little comfort against my will.

"Nan Xun, why are you treating me like this? I know it's not worth it." Hua Jin sighed.

"I just can't help myself. You should know this feeling best—Ah Jin, you are to me, just like Jin He is to you. Even if we can't get it, we can't let it go."

Hearing Jin He's name from Nan Xun's mouth, Hua Jin was a little surprised, but he soon calmed down.

"You know it all. Do you believe it?"

"The debts of the previous life must be sorted out."

"Is he...really hopeless?"

"Do you hate me for lying to you for so long?"

Hua Jin turned his face to the inside of the bed, took a deep breath, felt a bit sore in his nose, and he couldn't tell why, this time, he didn't want to blame Nan Xun, maybe he should thank this person more .

But regardless of whether to hate or to thank, what hurts him the most at the moment is the fact that Jin He really can't come back.

He turned over and faced inward, he had nothing to say, only grieved silently.

Nan Xun sat quietly behind him for a long time, then got up silently and left the house.

Every door in the room is the best craftsman, and it opens and closes silently, but Hua Jin stopped him precisely the moment he opened the door.

"Nan Xun... How long do I have to live?"

Nan Xun paused the hand that opened the door, squeezed the door tightly, and said with a calm smile in his voice, "With Nanyu here in the future, you will be fine."

Hua Jin turned over, seemed to want to say something, but stopped hesitantly.

Nan Xun only heard the rubbing of the clothes behind him, but there was no more sound.He pursed his lips, smiled neither sad nor happy, not bitter, and went out to close the door.

In the middle of the night, He Zhong knocked on Nan Xun's door again.

The door opened just after knocking once, only to see Dr. Nan put on his clothes and had his hair adjusted, and he also stayed up all night.

"But what happened to Ah Jin?" Nan Xun asked.

He Zhong was a little worried: "The owner of the villa asked someone to open the secret room. You can see how cold it is down there, and the owner has just woken up from a serious illness. This time, he is determined not to listen to us servants. He listens to you the most every time. Advise, please help to invite the owner out quickly?"

Nan Xun put on a cloak and went to the secret room under the rockery.

This is the third time Nan Xun entered the secret room. When he came here for the first time, he felt very cold, so he pulled Hua Jin out and made an agreement that he would not be allowed to enter from now on.The second time was the last time Hua Jin almost froze to death.

When he came in again this time, he gave up the idea of ​​letting Hua Jin leave.

Maybe this is the last time they entered this place, think about it, even if they freeze to death here with him, it can be regarded as earning a good home for them to die together.

Hua Jin stood in front of the coffin, staring inside without speaking.

Nan Xun approached, and this time he looked at it carefully.

This is that Shangguan Jinhe, who has been dead for many years, but is destined to live in Bai Shu's heart forever, a person who is already dead, so he is destined not to win.

"Ah Jin, do you suffer from the loneliness in your heart these years? If you had a choice, would you choose to forget everything about the past?" Nan Xun asked him in a low voice.

"I will never forget." Hua Jin raised his eyes and turned to him: "I once dreamed that I crossed the Naihe Bridge, and exchanged a lifetime of joy and health with Meng Po for a period of never forgetting...I can't forget, I owe him."

"Remember him, but without him in this world, is it meaningful for you to live?"

"I don't want to live, but I don't want to die so soon. I want to see him in this life. I know he may no longer remember me or recognize me...but I just want to see him once and say In a word, do one thing."

Holding on to the coffin with exhausted hands, the knuckles turned white from exertion.

"I want to tell him...I'm not angry, and I like the amber he gave me very much. I want to watch a plum snow with him."

As Hua Jin spoke, the corners of his eyes were wet, and with a trembling voice, tears finally flowed down.

Nan Xun took Hua Jin into his arms, this time Hua Jin did not refuse.

"Ah Jin, you suffered from the past life, so do you believe in this life?" Nan Xun asked.

Hua Jin didn't speak in his arms, Nan Xun couldn't wait for the answer, looked down, he had passed out.

Nan Xun hurriedly carried him out of the secret room.

When Song Ximing came here, he brought a lot of medicinal materials, and even the life-saving pills used by the queen in the palace were brought by Sister Concubine Shu.

However, Hua Jin was close to the void of the pulse, and he could hardly catch it in one breath. If these pills were useful, he should have used them long ago.

Nan Xun's complexion was also pale and weak, Song Ximing saw him put his hands on the edge of the bed to feel Hua's pulse, his face was calm, but it revealed the powerlessness he had already expected in his heart.

Putting down his hands, Nan Xun didn't speak for a long time.

Song Ximing didn't dare to ask any more.

"Doctor Nan, the owner... how is the owner? How is he?" The two housekeepers also hesitated.

Nan Xun closed his eyes heavily, got up and went out, Nan Yu hurriedly followed behind him, only to see his elder brother had just gone half a step away when his tall figure collapsed with a bang.

Fortunately, she had some skills and quickly caught the man, but Nan Xun spat out a mouthful of blood, and all his strength stopped, his body went limp, and he fell completely on Nan Yu's shoulder.

Nanyu turned around and shouted at the door: "Come out, someone! Come out for me!"

The two butlers, He Zhong and Chen An, were busy taking care of each other, while Chen An stayed to take care of the owner of the farm, and He Zhong hurriedly had Dr. Nan carried into the medicine hut.

Seeing Nan Xun's expression, Nan Yu knew it in her heart, but she still made a quick call. After doing this, her heart trembled. When He Zhong asked, Nan Yu's eyes were already red.

"Miss Nan, what happened to Doctor Nan? Doctor Nan..." He Zhong asked, "Miss Nanyu..."

"Go out...all go out." Nan Yu directly yelled at people.

Seeing that something was wrong, He Zhong sighed and didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he hurriedly called his servants and went out quietly.

That night, Hua Jin woke up once and fell asleep again.Song Ximing invited the imperial physician from the palace again, and fed him a few heart-saving pills. He wondered if Hua Jin would wake up again at dawn the next day.

Song Ximing squatted on the ground, leaned against the medicine jar and closed his bloodshot eyes.

At dawn, Hua Jin woke up and saw Nan Yu standing beside her bed, with sadness in her eyes, a bit of jealous sadness.

Hua Jin glanced at her and wanted to sit up on the bed, but he didn't have the strength.

"The flowers are gone, let me say a few words for my brother." Nan Yu said with red eyes.

"How is your brother...how?"

"My brother just woke up, but fell asleep again. He wanted to talk to you, but he couldn't come."

"What did he have to say?"

Nanyu took out a mirror from her bosom and said, "My brother said that there is no resurrection in the world, even if the father is alive, he can't do it. He is very guilty, he can't save that Mr. Jinhe... He said he knew your pain about it, just as he would not live your pain. He said he was incompetent...”

Nanyu burst into tears, bent down and squatted on the ground, and couldn't help crying anymore: "He said he was incompetent... What kind of person is my brother? He is always confident and forbearing. Even I respect him...but he tells you that he is incompetent...Flower, have you really never looked him in the eye? ? He is willing to give you everything. Even if you have your own heart, how can you bear it? "

"Nan Yu..." Hua Jin sighed, stretched out his thin hand, wanting to help her up, and even wanted to get out of bed to see Nan Xun, but when the words came to his lips, and the movements came to his hands, he couldn't stopped.

He doesn't have the strength, and he doesn't have any extra emotion to give to others. Even if he meets Nan Xun at this time, what can he promise him to compensate him?

If you can't let go of a person, you just can't let go, even if others move you, you can't turn him into love.

After all, I can't make up for Nan Xun, and after all, I will bear him in this life.

Nan Yu stood up, wiped away her tears, and put the mirror in Hua Jin's hand.

"My brother asked me to tell you that Song Ximing is the reincarnation of Shangguan Jinhe. In fact, he has been by your side from the beginning to the end."

This answer caught Hua Jin off guard for a moment, and even his eyes were a little dazed: "What did you say...?"

"My brother said that you might not believe it. You can tell by looking in the mirror. This is the property of the successive generations of Tianyi Village. As long as you write the horoscope of the deceased with cinnabar, you can see his reincarnation."

After Nanyu finished speaking, she turned and left, and stopped after turning around.

She turned around and said, "There are still some things I said for my brother. I know that at this moment, at this moment, it's too late to say anything..." Nanyu sucked again Sniffing his nose, he said, "I've never seen my brother be so devoted to one thing, which is to keep you, and maybe he still wants to get something from you. In short, he has tried his best, but there is nothing he can do. After spending all his money, in In my heart, my brother Nan Xun is the best person, I wonder if you will regret it if you miss him in this life..."

When Song Ximing came in again, he slammed into the door in panic.

At that time Nan Yu had already left, leaving only Hua Jin in a daze and astonishment.He is holding the mirror loosely, his mind is confused, even after knowing the answer of Jin He's reincarnation, he has no urge to prove anything?

He Zhong held the tray in his hand, on which was placed a plate of cinnabar and a stick of wolf hair.

"The owner?"

Hua Jinyun came back to his senses, picked up the vermilion pen, and wrote Song Ximing's horoscope on the mirror. His hands trembled a little, and he completely ignored the usually beautiful and elegant handwriting.

After finishing writing, he put down the pen in a panic, and Song Ximing rushed in hastily.

"Ah Jin!" Song Ximing shouted with his eyes wide open, his voice trembling with excitement: "Ah Jin...I just had a dream, I dreamed about you, I remembered everything... ...I dreamed..."

"What did you dream about?" Hua Jin was calm now.

"I dreamed that when you jumped off the city wall, you gave me the amber in your neck... You said that if you were destined to meet again in the next life, you would return it to you..." Song Ximing's voice choked, He struggled to walk in front of Hua Jin, supported the edge of the bed and knelt down: "I even remembered, so you are the Ashu in my dream, so I am the bodyguard of Shi Ziye, and I am Yin Chuan... ..”

"What did you say?" Hua Jin grabbed his arm, feeling inexplicably flustered: "What did you say?"

Hua Jin looked at the mirror at hand, only to see a familiar face vaguely appeared in the mirror, a face so familiar that one could regret Sansheng, the face written by Zhubi was Nan Xun's face, he was wearing a gentle face smile, looking at himself.

What a gentle smile, the corners of his eyes hurt as if they were being torn apart.

With all his strength, he threw off the quilt and got out of bed, opened the door and rushed out of Liuhe Pavilion, towards the medicine house.

Chen An rushed out with the cloak in his arms, but when he reached the medicine house, there was no one there.

"Where did Nan Xun go?" Hua Jin was almost insane, grabbing the servant who was sweeping the courtyard and asked in a panic.

The servant has never seen such a description of the master who is so ruthless, and he stuttered for a while.

He Zhong was looking for him, and said anxiously: "The owner, the owner, just now Miss Nan left with Dr. Nan..."

Hua Jin immediately asked, "Where did you go? Where did you go?"

"Say it's going back to the country of Zhao... to go back to the hometown."

"Prepare the carriage, go out of the city and chase after it!"

He Zhong didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly asked Chen An who was following him to prepare. He wanted to persuade the owner of the villa not to chase after him while he was sick, but before he could open his mouth, Hua Jin took the cloak in Chen An's hand and rushed forward. in front.

The car was chasing all the way, Hua Jin coughed constantly in the car, he opened the curtain to look, and another gust of cold wind rushed into his nostrils, making him almost cough up the blood in his lungs.

When he turned a corner, he suddenly saw Nan Yu's carriage, and He Zhong hurriedly got out of the car door and shouted, "Miss Nan! Miss Nan, stop! Miss Nan, stop!"

Nanyu turned a deaf ear to it, and instead gave him a whip.

He Zhong was in a hurry: "Miss Nan! My owner is in the car, please stop quickly! The owner is about to fail! Stop!"

"Woo—" Nanyu finally reined in the reins.

He Zhong supported Hua Jin to get out of the car, and when he got out of the car, he was almost dying, his face was pale, and in the cold weather, the white breath he exhaled was almost invisible.

He didn't say anything, just let He Zhong help himself into Nan Xun's carriage.

About to open the curtain, Nanyu stopped him, she turned her head away from him, and whispered: "Do you know why my brother came back at this time?"

Hua Jin didn't speak, but stared straight at the half-opened car curtain, feeling cold.

"Because my brother wanted to see you one more time before he died. But when he arrived, he told you...don't let you see him die...so I advise you not to watch it. "

Hua Jin took Nan Yu's hand away, opened the curtain of the car tremblingly, and got into the car by himself.

The curtains were lowered, and there were only the two of them in the car.

Hua Jin hugged Nan Xun into his arms without saying anything.His body was already cold, and through his clothes, the cold went all the way to his heart.

Nanyu shed tears silently through the car window, turned and walked away.

At this time, Hua Jin lifted the curtain and sat out, grabbed the reins, and drove the carriage away.

He Zhong couldn't help but jumped into the car and chased after him.

But Nanyu just stood there and watched sadly, and didn't chase after her.

Hua Jin drove the car to the foot of the nearby Meishan Mountain, exhausted all his strength in his life, and carried him out of the carriage.

He wants to carry him up the mountain to see the red plums that haven't faded in time.

"Jinhe, I'll accompany you to see the red plums..." Hua Jin staggered and walked up the mountain with Nanxun on his back, his voice choked up: "Jinhe, I really like the amber you gave me... I'm not angry, I just don't want you to die for me...Why did you abandon me in the past life, and abandon me in this life...Why do you always let me chase you hard, looking for You? Why can't you hear the last thing I want to say..."

Hua Jin fell on the mountainside, he lay down with Nan Xun, covered him with the cloak, he closed his eyes tiredly, feeling that it was snowing again in the early spring.

The world is sad, the sea of ​​people is vast, the fate is twisted, life and death are impermanent.

In this life, they miss it at the moment of life and death.

When He Zhong rushed to the bottom of the mountain and climbed up the mountainside with all his might, the snow had almost covered their clothes and hair with a thin layer. When he saw it, he panicked and hurried to caress the owner.

Unfortunately, both of them were out of breath.

Nan Yu finally took Nan Xun back to the State of Zhao. She followed Song Ximing's final decision and buried the two of them on Qiuming Mountain near Jiang Ling's Mansion.

Holding the amber pendant, she often thought, if she really had the memory of the previous life and this life, if there was another chance, in the next life, who would they look for?