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In the old house of the Liang family, an August laurel plant suddenly lost its leaves.

At the beginning, the tips of the leaves were faintly dyed yellow, with green and yellow spots the size of broad beans interspersed sporadically, hidden under the golden osmanthus and dark green leaves, it was inconspicuous, and there was no sense of heresy.

"Compared to previous years, the flowers are more blooming." Madam Liang frowned while supporting the lonely withered branches. On the contrary, it shows a bit of weirdness, one puff is scattered and another puff bursts out, the first puff is the lightest in color, milky white and moist; A tree of cinnabar red was spit out, the sweet and greasy aroma lingered for more than a month, and after a deep sniff, the aftertaste lingered, the sticky, greasy, strong and sweet disappeared, and what came up was a bit of rust and blood.

From the peak to the decline, it took only one night, the autumn wind was bleak, wrapped in cold and cold, the trees were full of bright red, and they fell to the ground. The thin and broad leaves that had been waxed were not covered, and their prototypes appeared one after another. The spots turned dark brown, soaked through most of the leaves, and the cold wind blew through, bringing a wave of rustling rain.But in one night, the luxuriant tree faded away, compared with the other tree, it was even more desolate and heart-wrenching.

TBC.

The road back to Yonghe Town was not very peaceful.

After several days of exhaustion, Liang Jixuan also showed a bit of fatigue.He has always suffered from seasickness, and he cooks through the long and unbearable time on the boat with his guns.

It was near the end of the year, it was the windy season, the draft of the passenger ship was small, and the turbulence was particularly serious.Sleepy due to the effect of the medicine, Liang Jixuan curled up in the soft quilt and was drowsy. His brain and limbs were sore and limp as if filled with lead. He could not help but hold the edge of the bed and retched a few times. I can't help but secretly sigh fortunately, fortunately there is nothing in my stomach without eating for a few meals, so I can avoid the bitterness of pickling.

From this point of view, I would like to thank the captain for his "smartness". He was unwell all day and did not go downstairs to eat, and he did not bring food up. Although the incident was small, it made him feel uncomfortable. It was too shrewd. head.

He sighed secretly, it wasn't that he was impatient, it was just that the journey was a bit too rough.There was a fatal accident on the previous boat, and it was so difficult to change the boat. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, troubles followed one after another. No matter how good his temper was, he had to give up.

After thinking about it for a long time, there was nothing, but the effect of the medicine finally came to the fore. He was overjoyed, and fell headlong into dreams.

However, this dream is not a beautiful dream.

Liang Jixuan was awakened by the nightmare - the body was forced to sink due to weightlessness, endless sea water poured into the cavity and lungs, and the huge boulder pressing on the chest squeezed out the last breath of air.

Panting heavily, Liang Jixuan woke up from the nightmare. The long-haired white cat that sneaked into the house at some point lazily twirled around him, and its fluffy tail swept back and forth happily. "You little guy," rubbing the cat's ears, Liang Jixuan smiled wryly and freed up half a nest for the cat's ancestor on the small bed. He was reluctant to punish such a 'culprit'.

This white cat is called Xiao Hei.

Looking at those ice orchid eyes, Xiao Hei lightly jumped into the warm quilt, nestled in Liang Jixuan's arms, lowered his head and licked his hind paws.There were two more scars on the hind paws covered by snow-white long hair, which were neat and smooth, evenly swollen and swollen, with a little sickly redness, obviously man-made marks.

Liang Jixuan was a little angry, maybe someone on board was uneasy and kind, deliberately harming the cat.He wanted to give Xiao Hei some medicine, but he turned around and ran away from his arms. He skipped over the table lightly, climbed onto the window coffin, flicked his long tail, and ran away from the window without hesitation.

Cats are always elusive and unfamiliar.

Two strands of light shone through the half-opened windows, and it was dawn.

It was early autumn, the days were getting shorter, and the sun was getting brighter and later.The sky was still gloomy, the ship was bumping with the waves, the straight chimney spit out billowing white smoke, and let out a series of whimpers, which was the prelude to the impending landing.

Liang Jixuan pushed open the door and walked onto the deck, took a deep breath, the cool and damp morning dew mixed with the sweet osmanthus fragrance disturbed the lungs, this is the smell of hometown after a long absence.

Returning home is always something that makes people happy. After studying for several years, they finally return home.However, he was timid due to the closeness to his hometown, and his palms became wet.Thick fog covered the round-frame lenses with a thin layer of water vapor, covering his vision. Liang Jixuan took a chest scarf and wiped it twice indiscriminately. Water stains.He squinted his eyes and looked towards the harbor shrouded in thin blue mist. The thick fog covered the scene of the shore, and the outlines gradually became clear as the boat approached. A row of teams.

A group of people, wearing uniform black cloth gowns, with a shiny forehead exposed under a melon skin hat, and a thick long braid hanging behind them can be faintly seen. dismal.

The boat slowly approached the shore, creating layers of fine ripples.

"Uncle Fu," Liang Jixuan recognized the head butler, and called him.The old man nodded respectfully, his face twitched and tried to put on a smile, but he withdrew halfway, froze on his face half-crying and not smiling, then melted away, and returned to the original expressionless face.

Before finding the white cat, Liang Jixuan refused to get into the sedan chair.

"Young master, the mist regenerates the cold, be careful of catching a cold." The fresh oil-paper umbrella was opened, and a strong tung oil scent was diffused, but Uncle Fu held the umbrella firmly with his wrinkled hands.

A layer of water beads floated on the black woolen coat, and Liang Jixuan realized that at some point, there was a drizzle in the sky.

The dark clouds are split by the strong light, the thunder is approaching, and the prelude to the rainstorm.A group of attendants had already packed their luggage and waited respectfully by the sedan chair. Liang Jixuan looked at the sparsely empty deck, sighed, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and got on the sedan chair, "Let's go."

The sedan chair started to rain and fell, and half of the rain curtain was erected in the hazy world, swaying, and the ship and shore quietly melted into the green mist, and disappeared.

I'm afraid Xiao Hei has no fate with him.

The strange name of the big white cat comes from his former owner, a little lady among the same passengers on the boat.She is about seven or eight years old, but she is a very modern young lady, with soft black hair half-length and not short, tied behind the ears gracefully, two small strands of ear hair deliberately left beside Apple's face, curly like melon vines , the most modern style left at the moment, was deliberately ironed by my sister secretly.

She is a beautiful little girl who stubbornly insists on matching the cheongsam with that day's cheongsam even when she chooses her headband. She is full of strange and novel ideas.Traveling with the family, because the room number is close, the little girl likes to bring Xiao Hei to his room to drink black tea and eat candies. Speaking of which, this daily teatime has become a rare and interesting thing to look forward to during Liang Jixuan's long journey.

If it wasn't for the drowning murder that happened just before disembarking, it would have been a good journey.When this incident happened near the shore, everyone was in a panic. After Liang Jixuan managed to squeeze out the crowd and rushed back to the room, the next room was empty, but he didn't have time to say goodbye to the little girl.

Pushing open the door, the big snow-white cat squatted on the edge of his bed, staring at him with Binglan's eyes, and swaying its fur tail leisurely...

Liang Jixuan originally made up his mind to take good care of him, but he didn't expect that in just one day, the fate of the master's favor would be broken.

The sound of the rain is getting louder, and the ding-dong hits the roof of the sedan chair. In the humid air mixed with fresh earthy smell after the rain, the sweet scent of osmanthus flowers gradually becomes stronger.Awakened by the familiar aroma, Liang Jixuan opened the window shield, and in front of him was a forest of osmanthus trees covered with off-white broken flowers, faintly revealing a corner of a sandalwood plaque not far away.

The sedan chair stopped, and the Liang family arrived.

TBC.