The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

"What is this?" Mrs. Sun didn't think this box of purple incense was ordinary.

"This is incense for asking the gods," Qi Yan took out nine incense sticks and put them in his hand, and said to Mrs. Sun, "If you take a ray of merit and sacrifice to them, you can only make ninety-nine and eighty-one incense sticks," Qi Yan said. Insert three sticks of incense into the censer, "It is said that this kind of incense can help people ask questions about the world, Yin and Yang, past and present lives, but..."

Qi Yan withdrew his hand: "Legends are legends, and there is only one real use for them. It draws the longing in the master's heart and finds the person he wants to find." Qi Yan handed three incense sticks to Mrs. Sun, "This incense has a It has the characteristics of helping the most kind, the most virtuous, and the most benevolent, and if there are people with unrighteous intentions, it is the most common incense."

With the help of these three incense sticks, Mrs. Sun said with a smile, "Although my old lady has no great abilities in her life, at least... she has a clear conscience."

"What a clear conscience," Qi Yan smiled, "It's because the old lady has such a heart that I dare to take out this incense. If someone else came, I would be reluctant to part with such a good thing."

"Thank you Master Qi for your praise," Mrs. Sun smiled beautifully, "I don't know what I need to do?"

Qi Yan lit a red candle, lit the remaining three incense sticks, turned to Old Madam Sun and said, "Light the incense first."

Nine sticks of incense were lit, and the room was soon shrouded in smoke. Qi Yan held Mrs. Sun's hand. Her skin was loose and lost its elasticity, like a dead tree that was about to grow old, barely maintaining a tall and straight figure. That's all, the inside is already getting old.

Qi Yan cut his finger and drew a talisman on the old lady's palm, "Old lady, call her name."

"Qin Feng."

Mrs. Sun's good friend is Qin Feng, a very beautiful and lively young woman.

Qi Yan let go of the old lady's hand, and as the old lady Sun's voice got older and hoarse, the smoke in the room gradually dissipated, and the nine sticks of incense burned out, leaving only a smear of ashes.

"Master Qi, have you found her?" Mrs. Sun's voice was extremely hoarse, and Qi Yan poured her a glass of water.

"found it."

"Where is she?" Mrs. Sun put down her glass and grabbed Qi Yan's sleeve, "Where is she?"

"She's in the imperial capital," Qi Yan forced a smile, "Do you want me to take you to see her?"

Mrs. Sun's complexion changed drastically, and she nodded after a while: "Okay."

Mrs. Sun was originally related to the Cen family, so after Cen's father told him about it a few days ago, he agreed to help.In fact, after seeing Mrs. Sun's face, he realized that the person Mrs. Sun was seeking was separated from her.

But appearance is not everything, he is willing to ask Shenxiang again for this old lady.

Mrs. Sun is 88 years old. If Qin Feng, who is two years older than her, is still alive, she should be 90 years old by now.

How many people in the world can pass the hurdle of 90 years old?

Mount Taining is where the famous cemetery of the imperial capital is located, because countless heroes who died in the line of duty, heroes who died bravely, and great figures who made great contributions to the country are buried here, so many people come here almost every day. Bye, even though these people may have nothing to do with the dead that rest here.

Qi Yan brought Mrs. Sun to a tomb. This tomb had been around for several years. Although it was well kept, it could be seen from the color of the tombstone that the people in the cemetery had been dead for decades.

Mrs. Sun put on her reading glasses and touched the black and white photo on the tombstone with trembling hands. Tears welled up in her old eyes.

"Ms. Qin Feng, it's been... 65 years since her death," Qi Yan felt that his throat was a little uncomfortable. "On the day of her wedding, a fire broke out in the building, and she rescued three children..."

"65 years! 65 years!"

This elegant old man finally collapsed at this moment, holding the tombstone and crying loudly.

"Qin Feng! We made an appointment to meet, but you missed the appointment, and I also missed the appointment..."

Mrs. Sun was crying so hard that she lost all strength. When the bodyguard was about to help her up, she pushed the bodyguard away, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the weather-beaten tombstone: "We haven't seen each other in 68 years, no I thought goodbye would be here."

"You still look so young, but I am old. I don't know if you will recognize me when you see me underground." Mrs. Sun wiped the tombstone and saw a weed beside the tombstone. Except, "You always say I'm stupid, but you're even more stupid than me."

She sat on the ground, regardless of whether the dust stained her cheongsam, or whether she was elegant or not, "Old sister, this is the last time I will see you."

"I'm old and I don't have a few years to live."

"If you haven't had time to reincarnate, wait for me below, we two go to reincarnate together, and we will be good sisters in the next life."

"Forget it, it's better to reincarnate. It's so cold for you to stay there alone. I can't bear it, I can't bear it."

Mrs. Sun took off her presbyopic glasses and wiped the corners of her eyes: "If I don't put on my glasses, I can't even see what your picture looks like. You won't laugh at me, will you?"

Only the breeze in the mountains and the cold tombstone answered her.

"Mrs. Sun, the weather is getting cold," Qi Yan squatted beside Mrs. Sun, "Let's go back."

"Let me take another look at her," Mrs. Sun rubbed the photo on the tombstone lightly, "This is the last time I see her, I have to look carefully, lest I have a bad memory and forget her gone."

"Then I'll stay here with you," Qi Yan took off his coat, put it on Old Madam Sun, sat cross-legged on the spot, and actually sat next to Madam Sun.

Mrs. Sun touched the coat on her body, with a smile on her face: "You are really interesting, you must be very funny to girls."

Qi Yan smiled calmly: "I just want to make Bai He like it."

Granny Sun showed a trace of confusion on her old face: "Yes, as long as the other party likes it, my child, you are a sensible person."

"I don't know what love between the same sex is like. Even my husband and I have respected more than love in this life. In this life, I lived for my husband and my children. Looking back now, the truly happy years, It's only the 20 years when I was not married."

"Hush," Mrs. Sun put her finger to her mouth and compared, "I said this today, but you will forget it tomorrow."

Qi Yan shook his head: "I'm a robot with a poor memory, please tell my beautiful wife casually, I'll forget it when I turn around."

"That's great, you're such a nice kid, more likable than my two grandchildren," Mrs. Sun leaned on her friend's tombstone and smiled like an innocent girl, "When I married into the Sun family, I was only 20 years old. At my age, every word and deed represents the face of my mother's family, the face of my husband's family, what kind of love, in a family like ours, that is a joke."

"Woman..." Mrs. Sun's cheek touched the cold tombstone, as if she had found some kind of support, "I have had too much unwillingness and helplessness in my life. Up to now, it is just what others say. It's just Mrs. Sun."

"I really envy you children who can make choices for their own paths and be themselves," Mrs. Sun patted the back of Qi Yan's hand for fear of Qi Yan. Stay together, separate if you don’t love, don’t embarrass each other.”

"I see, thank you." Qi Yan thought, although this hand is extremely old, it is still so soft inside.

"Let's go." Mrs. Sun touched the tombstone reluctantly for the last time, "It's changed back."

"Aren't you looking any more?" Qi Yan saw the reluctance in the old man's eyes, "I can accompany you for a while longer."

"No need," Mrs. Sun shook her head with a smile, "I've already kept all this in my heart."

Mrs. Sun returned to her home abroad. Ten days later, a lawyer found Qi Yan.

"Mr. Qi, Mrs. Sun has passed away."

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at the big envelope that the lawyer handed him in front of him. The envelope was very old-fashioned, with a khaki shell, without any fancy design, and there were a few elegant characters written on it.

The content of the word is: Qi Yan kisses.

"Old Madam Sun specially left a will saying that she left her villa in the imperial capital to you as revenge for helping her find someone," the lawyer took out a copy of the certificate, along with a mahogany box.

"This is her wedding present to you."

Qi Yan opened the box, and inside was a pair of jade bead men's bracelets. On the floor of the box was a note with the words "Hundred Years Good Together" written on it, exactly the same as the one on the envelope.

"If you confirm that it is correct, please sign it."

Qi Yan silently signed the document, and then sent the secretary away.

Holding the envelope, Qi Yan returned to the study, and opened the envelope with a paper knife.

There are a few photos in the envelope, the two girls in the photos are very beautiful, their smiling eyes are like stars in the sky, Qi Yan put down the photos and finished reading the letter.

This letter is very long, like an old man muttering to himself, or like a young girl telling him a story.

She said thank him for putting her coat on, something her husband had never done to her.

She said she was very happy to finally be able to see her old sister.

She said, I wish him happiness and happiness, and grow old.

Qi Yan felt that he was like an unrelated passer-by who visited someone else's life, but at the end, he had no intention of making this person's life complete in a certain sense.

The signature of this letter is He Chanjuan, which is Mrs. Sun's name.

moon.

Nung, moon and new moon.

It's a beautiful name.

At least, he remembered the name of this Ms. He.

Getting up, he found a big wooden box, and Qi Yan put the letters, photos, and the will in it.

When picking up the red note, Qi Yan said thank you.

People come and go in the world, some people are strangers all their lives, some people meet and miss each other, and some people stay together all their lives.

But except for themselves, except for those who value them, no one cares what their name is, whether they are happy, whether they are doing well.

We are all too busy to care about others flawlessly.

It is not a bad thing to have a little kindness in your heart. Maybe one day, this little kindness will warm the lives of others.

After closing the lid of the box, Qi Yan smiled.

May you be like sisters in the next life, close and friendly and inseparable.