love alliance

The Abandoned Shadow Mansion is heavily guarded, and now that things have changed after many years, it is difficult to have a reason to enter it.

Fishing Long's windows are bright and clean, basking in the sun quietly.Song Yiwen mopped the floor while thinking, feeling a faint headache.

There was a jingle at the door, Song Yiwen followed the sound and saw Yu Xiaochuan limping into the bar with a bag of dry-cleaned clothes leaning against the wall.

"What's wrong with your feet?" Song Yiwen put down the mop and reached out to help.

"Crossing the road to hide from the car, I twisted it." Yu Xiaochuan grinned in pain, pulled the stool and sat down, took off his shoes to check, his right ankle was severely swollen.

Seeing this, Song Yiwen got up and rummaged through the small medicine box behind the bar, took cotton swabs and medicine and came back.Yu Xiaochuan put on his shoes again and stood up with difficulty.

"What are you doing? You have to take medicine to reduce swelling." Song Yiwen called to stop him.

"Miss May's suit." Yu Xiaochuan picked up the dry cleaning bag and said, "I need to use it at the reception at the Zhiying mansion tonight, and I also need to bring FishingLong's account book with me. Time is tight, I will come back..."

Hearing this, Song Yiwen took the dry cleaning bag: "Don't go, I'll deliver it for you. Where are the account books, I will hand them over."

Coming out of Fishing Long, Song Yiwen quickly turned around the alley and looked through the account books.

No matter how you look at it, it is a watertight list of items. Song Yiwen didn't notice anything unusual, so he carefully put it away in his briefcase, and walked towards the abandoned shadow mansion.

Seems like a great opportunity.Song Yiwen thought to himself.Finally, I was able to get one step closer to Teacher Meifang's old residence.

In Fishing Long, Yu Xiaochuan gently rubbed his ankle to relieve the pain. "Huh?" Thinking of something, he suddenly became suspicious, "Did I tell him the address of the mansion just now?"

I vaguely remember that there was a fire in Qiying, and the damage was so severe that it was beyond recognition. I don't know what the inside will look like now.Song Yiwen stepped forward and knocked on the door, waiting for the servant to answer.

But nothing happened.Song Yiwen waited for a moment, hesitating a little, then raised his hand to knock down, turned his head and saw a remote sensor next to the door, which was glowing red.

"Who are you looking for?" In a daze, the sound of brakes came from behind him. Song Yiwen turned around and saw a woman looking at him warily through the rolled down car window.

"I'm here to help Mr. Yu deliver suits and account books to the Young Master." He explained, gesturing to the dry cleaning bag in his hand.

"Are you...?" The woman frowned.

"Song Yiwen, the waiter of Fishing Long." After revealing her identity, the woman showed a dazed expression.

"Ah, I heard that a newcomer came to the bar, so it's you. I'm the current manager of Zhiying Xingang, Shang Siyuan." The woman said, reached out and raised a magnetic card to shake the sensor, and the door slowly opened.

"Young master is not here, why did you send it here?" Shang Siyuan asked while driving the car into the door.

"It is indeed the mansion..." Song Yiwen stopped in confusion.He saw some staff members in suits and leather shoes coming and going in the courtyard inside the gate, wearing badges, without any residential atmosphere.

"The mansion? The two mansions of Zhiying have long been merged, and now it has been rebuilt as the office area of ​​the auxiliary branch under the name of Zhiying. It is mainly responsible for assisting Xingang business and trade. Why, didn't Yu Xiaochuan explain it to you?" Shang Siyuan He stopped the car and waved to Song Yiwen to let him in.

Song Yiwen walked over in a daze, and the door slowly closed behind him.

"You wait here for me. I'll go in and deliver the delivery order. When I return to Xingang in a while, I can just pass by the mansion and pick you up along the way." Saying this, he kicked the accelerator and drove away.

The surroundings are peaceful, and the employees passing by are talking about affairs softly, and the slight whispers are easily covered by the rustling wind.

Song Yiwen looked around the courtyard, a large area of ​​flowers and trees with lush branches and leaves, swaying and falling petals, just like before.There are flowers and trees in his eyes, and the past is vividly reflected in his eyes.

That day when he knocked on the door of the teacher's room, he saw Chen Meifang's warm smile.

There was a pleasant fragrance in the air, Song Yiwen sniffed, and saw that in the transparent vase at the corner of the desk, fresh bouquets were vying to bloom.

"It's the flowers planted in the teacher's house!" Following Song Yiwen's gaze, Chen Meifang said with a smile, "Isn't it beautiful that Meimei picked so many for me?" Her face was full of happiness.

Meimei is the daughter of Teacher Meifang, and every time she mentions it, her words are deeply pampered.Song Yiwen couldn't help being a little envious of this well-behaved child who didn't know much about the world. Growing up in such a happy family, he would surely grow into a sunny and bright appearance.

"She is very good at shopping," Teacher Meifang often shook her head and smiled wryly, "Sometimes she is very angry, and other boys of the same age can't compare with Meimei's stubbornness." Then she looked relieved, "But sometimes she is very considerate, Full of kindness and tenderness. I love her so much and wish I could be by her side forever."

So why not always be by her side?

And why is it impossible to get it even if you walk shoulder to shoulder for a longer time?

The pink and white delicate flowers whirled together, disturbed, disturbed, dimmed the color, and gathered into a dark and hard cold tombstone.

Teacher Meifang, I haven't finished my studies yet, but when I came back from the fountain, I realized that the wind was blowing and you were no longer there.

This has become a great regret, a great frustration.

In every bright day when the grass grows and the warbler flies, the soft fragrance of the flowers invades and awakens the indelible grief.

Song Yiwen clenched his fists quietly. Teacher Meifang's death was obviously full of doubts, but Qiying chose not to pursue the matter anymore.What is hidden in it, and how much truth is so tightly sealed that it cannot be laid out in the sun?

After all, I can never repay your kindness. All I can do is to return you the truth.

Abandoning the shadow, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will reveal all your hidden faces.

The siren sounded at close range, and Song Yiwen almost jumped up in shock.

"What are you thinking, get in the car!" Shang Siyuan shouted.

Song Yiwen was stripped from his deep memories, and in front of his eyes was the sudden violent rain of flowers, which connected the sky and the earth into a line, exuding a quiet fragrance.For a moment, he couldn't distinguish between the past and the present.I always feel that in the depths of the woods, I can see Teacher Meifang’s back, holding flowers in her hands, wearing a long gown and skirt, like a heaven and man descending from the world, which is very beautiful.