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In an alley on the left at the intersection of Nanhua Street, Jiang Yin tried to close the door with all his strength, but the woman outside the door stretched her slender fingers into the crack of the door. Subconsciously letting go, Gong Shulan pushed the door open and walked in.

Jiang Yin turned her face away and didn't want to look at her. Her drooping curly hair hung on her slender neck, and her skin that was too white revealed the fragile feeling of a glass plate. She sat down at the round table with a square scarf in her hand, closed her eyes Biting her thin lips, the words she spoke were soft but full of thorns, "What are you trying to do to find me? Do you think I can continue to bully me if I didn't die in that fire?"

Gong Shulan paused and said dumbly, "Is that why you miss me?"

Jiang Yin: "Otherwise what are you doing here? Are you repenting?"

Gong Shulan was about to speak, when Jiang Yin was crying faintly, gnashing his teeth, "Farewell, I will never forgive you in this life...Gong Shulan, I will never forget what you have done to me."

"Jiang Yin, I just wanted to come and see you..." Gong Shulan looked at her profile, "If you want revenge, I won't fight back..."

Jiang Yin looked up at her and sneered, "The dog bit me, so I have to bite back?"

Gong Shulan was at a loss for words, and the atmosphere became stalemate for a while, falling into silence.

Jiang Yin: "How long are you going to stay here?"

Gong Shulan: "I want to stay here forever."

Jiang Yin was trembling with anger, the scarf was crumpled by her, she got up and started to pack the clothes in the room, "If you don't go, then I will go."

Gong Shulan grabbed her hand, "Don't clean up, I—"

"Don't touch me!" Jiang Yin seemed to be extremely sensitive to her touch, and subconsciously threw it away.

Seeing her like this, Gong Shulan knew that there was a stress reaction in her heart, suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in her heart, and apologized, "I'm sorry... I probably won't appear in front of you again from now on, Jiang Yin, before It was because I was too stubborn that I made such a big mistake and hurt you again and again, you have a grudge against me, I know, you can beat me and scold me, and you can even take my life."

"What do I want your life for? Gong Shulan, you are such a madman."

Jiang Yin looked at her with a strange face, and Gong Shulan looked at her almost greedily. Once she said this, there was no chance of going back on her word. She was destined to have no results with Jiang Yin in this life.

"Jiang Yin...you take care of yourself."

"Go now," she urged.

Gong Shulan looked lonely, turned around and walked towards the door, but what he didn't expect was that when he stepped out of the door, he heard the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

She turned her head and saw the woman who was as weak as a vine suddenly fainted on the ground, unconscious, "Jiang Yin!"

***

In a medical clinic, the lights were brightly lit, a foreign doctor took off the earpiece and frowned, "Her body is in a state of deficiency, which is what you Central Plains people call 'very weak', in every way... "

The doctor shook his head, "I'm weak in all aspects and need to make up for it, and her mental state, being in a state of anxiety all year round is very bad."

Gong Shulan thought of how she oppressed Jiang Yin these years, and how Jiang Yin escaped to Haicheng, worrying and worrying every day. It would be strange if he could not burn his body, "Then what should I do?"

"Let her relax and maintain a happy mood every day." The foreign doctor said truthfully.

It was raining heavily outside, and the rain kept beating on the window lattice. The dazzling incandescent electric light had been turned off, and only a small kerosene lamp was left with a flickering flame.

In summer, there are many thunderstorms in Haicheng, and moisture enters the body. In addition, Jiang Yin is weak and has a fever in the middle of the night. In a daze, she feels that someone is wiping her sweat, from the forehead to the back and chest. Before, she wanted to push him away, but her hands were so limp that she couldn't lift her strength at all, so she could only let him be slaughtered.

cough cough-

A few coughs pierced the silence of the early morning, and the Roman numeral dial of the phone in the room was turned round and round, and a female voice lowered her voice, "I need a car here, call someone to come over, and order one for me by the way." The boat ticket back to Nancheng... Yes, I will marry Zhang Qi when I go back, and grandma wants to have a grandson too... There is always a price to be paid by one of us..."

After hanging up the phone, there were several harsh coughs. Jiang Yin's eyelids trembled slightly, and suddenly felt an endless sadness and resentment spread in his heart, uncomfortable and suffocating.

That's good too, if she goes back to get married and have children, she won't have to pester herself anymore.

The sound of footsteps approached, and a figure fell from above her head. Gong Shulan was wearing a white knee-length skirt, her healthy legs were as slender as jade, and she wore a straight-shouldered French jacket on the lining and a white and gray British hat with a wide brim. Dressed for a long trip, she stood by the bed and just looked at her quietly, her thin lips tightly pressed together.

"Jiang Yin, I'm leaving, take care." After she left such a sentence, the sound of a car outside, she picked up her suitcase and turned to leave.

The car door was closed, and the sound of the engine became more and more distant from the sound, and there was no sound outside the room, except for the bustling pedestrians talking and yelling.

"Shulan..."

Jiang Yin slowly opened her eyes, her dry eyes hurt, and a smear of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, exhausting her body like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

***

In June of the same year, the heat in Nancheng was unbearable, and cold drinks with ice cubes were selling well in restaurants and tea houses.

In a magnificent and unique garden courtyard, the servant shuttled through the corridor with several cups of cold drinks, came to a pavilion, put down two cups, "Ma'am, Young Madam, the cold drinks are here."

Hua Manyi took one of the glasses and put it aside, not in the mood to drink it at all. Liu Mei frowned and stared at the Roman chess pieces on the stone table, and bit her lower lip, "Ayan, can you give me some chess pieces?"

Gong Yan took a puff of the cigarette, red lips sneered, "In the beginning, you gave up one by one, how many do you want now? No more, you can play by yourself."

Hua Manyi's face became much thicker, and she said without blushing, "Then you are going to admit defeat, aren't you?"

Gong Yan: "..."

Hua Manyi brought the glass of cold drink in front of her, stirred the blueberries in it a little, grabbed a blueberry with a small fork, and wanted to remind someone, "Then tonight..."

The following words, together with the blueberries, were held in the mouth, bitten by the white teeth, and the sweet juice was soaked out.

it goes without saying.

Gong Yan was stunned for a moment, then pinched out the cigarette uncomfortably, "I still have something to attend to tonight."

"Is it in the study?" Hua Manyi saw through her embarrassment and raised her eyebrows, "It's not impossible."

Gong Yan was at a loss for words, so he had no choice but to pick up the chess piece, "...I haven't lost yet."

However, this move of hers annoyed Hua Manyi, "In the past, you could ask me for it unconditionally, but I have to win you when I ask you for it. What's the reason? No more, you can play on your own."

After returning her words, Hua Manyi suppressed her anger and got up and went back to the room. Seeing this, Gong Yan followed up and explained, "Yiyi... Listen to me, we came back this time because of grandma's [-]th birthday, how could I have the nerve to think about it?" those things."

Hua Manyi didn't turn her head back, "Then let's sleep in a separate room, so that no one has to think about it."

Gong Yan: "...That doesn't have to be the case."

After crossing the threshold, Hua Manyi turned around and planned to close the door and the woman behind her, but who knew that the woman blocked her with her hand, Hua Manyi was annoyed, and simply opened the door and left her alone.

"Yiyi..." Gong Yan hugged her from behind and rubbed her ear affectionately.

Hua Manyi refused to accept her tricks, and untied her hand, "Grandma's [-]th birthday is coming soon, don't you want to be serious? How decent is it to hug her?"

Suddenly there was no sound behind her, Hua Manyi looked back suspiciously, and saw that the door that was originally open had closed at some point, and Gong Yan was walking towards her, grabbed by her wrist, walked into the inner room, pushed aside the bead curtain, Push yourself against the edge of the table.

Before Hua Manyi could react, she was kissed, and the buttons on her collar were unbuttoned one by one.

"Ayan, you..." Hua Manyi managed to catch her breath, lying on the edge of the table, dripping with sweat, her legs trembling.

"Tonight...don't kiss here, I have to have dinner with grandma tonight...A Yan." Hua Manyi tried to maintain the last trace of reason, but as her movements increased, she was completely taken away by Gong Yan...

***

The servant continued to walk through the corridor and brought the remaining cold drinks to another room, but was stopped when he was about to knock on the door, "I'm coming, you go down."

The servant agreed and stepped back respectfully.

The tall figure went in with a cup of cold drink, walked to the nanmu bookshelf, put the cold drink on the table, and said with a hint of reproach, "The doctor said you shouldn't drink something so cold, why don't you listen to it?"

Next to the bookshelf is a wide window, and there are two western leisure chairs and a table, which are usually used for drinking tea and reading books at this time.

The woman sitting by the window put down the book in her hand, looked out at the blue sky, and thought between her brows, "Shulan... I have wondered more than once, if I died that day, would you be happier than now? Grandma's wish to hold a grandson can be fulfilled for her, you will be in harmony with Zhang Qiqin, grow old together, and when you get old, you will be full of children and grandchildren..."

"Why did you mention him? Did grandma tell you something?" Gong Shulan pulled her face down, "I'll go talk to her."

"Shulan!" Seeing that she was about to pass, Jiang Yin hurriedly got up and grabbed her, "Grandma didn't say anything to me, don't think about it, okay?"

Gong Shulan stopped and looked down at her, still suspicious, "Really?"

"Really." Jiang Yin nodded, "I just couldn't help thinking too much."

That day when she came back from the ghost gate, she saw the woman who was supposed to go back to Nancheng on the ship standing in front of her. At that moment, she thought that she was back in her childhood. Whenever she was sick, Gong Shulan would stay at her home for a few days until she recovered. will go back.

Not only that, every rainy night with heavy rain, torrential thunder and lightning, Gong Shulan would come to accompany her in advance when the clouds were thick, just because she was afraid of lightning and would not be able to sleep at night.

Outsiders thought that she and sister Gong Shulan were deeply in love, but only she knew how much she depended on Gong Shulan. Until that incident happened, she made her legs disabled, and there was a gap between them. Since then, misunderstandings and entanglements have struck. , They tortured each other for half their lives.

In the phone call that day, she wanted to follow the family's order to marry someone else, and promised not to have any contact with herself again. The moment she left, she was lying alone on the bed, and the whine of the steamship whistle sounded in a trance. In my ears, I even heard the Western-style church wedding recital that they watched together when they were young. Gong Shulan would hold the hands of the people arranged by the family, walk into the palace, get married and have children.

Realizing this, a great grief surged over her, as if to overwhelm her, and in the end she almost died from vomiting blood.

"Jiang Yin...why are you crying?" Gong Shulan handed the bouquet to the servant and took out a handkerchief to wipe it for her.

The master who took the photo stopped with insight, and waved his hands to ask the apprentice to light up and fiddle with the equipment, pretending to be busy.

Today is the day when they took their wedding photos. Both of them wore wedding dresses and scarves, just like the church weddings they had seen when they were young.

"Shulan...I'm sorry..." Jiang Yin turned her head to look at her dully, her shoulders trembling slightly, "I feel like I'm dreaming..."

A moment ago they seemed to be breaking up and never seeing each other again, but in the next moment they had reconciled as before and entered the wedding hall.

Can she and her really get married?She has never been so afraid of waking up from a dream like she is now.

Gong Shulan paused his hands, remained silent for a moment, then held her face, and looked deeply into Jiang Yin's tearful eyes, "If this is your dream, then I will never wake you up, I will keep you awake forever." Keep dreaming and see how happy we are."

"Don't cry, the photos taken by then will not look good."

Jiang Yin shook her head, swallowing back her tears, she wanted to be her beautiful bride.

The entire church was covered, with the elders of the Gong family sitting on the benches on the left and right sides, and Yuan Nai, Yue Ji, Liu Bao, Ai Liya, Xu Yiran, Sister Fang Yu, and Xiao Xiao came to Hua Manyi's side. Xiao and others, besides Kou Qian'er, Jiang Yin's cousin, also came together.

As for Huo Suqiu, it seems that she has magically formed a subtle relationship with Gong Shulan since her trip to hell. Even though she still has a grudge with Gong Shulan, she still came after hearing the news of her marriage, with blessings.

The priest read aloud in front of the church, and the ceremony was successfully completed. Following the order of the photographer in front of the church, they took a family portrait of a dozen of them neatly.

***

At night, the starry sky is bright and the frogs are chirping.

"Shulan...you slow down...I feel a little uncomfortable." Jiang Yin sat on Gong Shulan's lap, her slender arms hugged her weakly, her complexion was rosy, and she was dripping with sweat. Behind her was a thin quilt, which was pushed aside .

Deep in love, Jiang Yin looked at Gong Shulan's face affectionately, and then felt ashamed when he heard those voices, his ears turned red, and he turned his face slightly.

Gong Shulan chuckled, buried her head in her chest, sniffed the smell of yearning, never satisfied, "Do you still think this is a dream?"

Jiang Yin bit her lip and shook her head, how could a dream be so long, so real and so detailed.

In the middle of the night, as soon as the lights were turned off, there was thunder outside the window, and Jiang Yin hid in Gong Shulan's arms. This scene was similar to when they were young, except that they were all wearing clothes when they were young, but now they are skin to skin, intimate, and their white heads are inseparable .

Not long after, Hua Manyi and Gong Yan adopted a baby girl. Under the education of the two, she gradually grew up to be intelligent and talented.

Later, the girl grows up and grows up, but she has a personality like Gong Yan, who is too calm and fearless in times of danger. She was the last batch of students before Haicheng No. [-] Junior High School closed down.

Not long after the war became tense, Haicheng and Nancheng fell. Gong Yan and Gong Shulan finally discussed the decision to relocate their family abroad.

In a strange country, some people are warm and others are hospitable. Hua Manyi listened to their babbling foreign language, lying in Gong Yan's arms in the middle of the night, and finally shed tears of ignorance.

"If I knew it earlier, I should have studied hard in the first place."

Gong Yan sighed, "It's not too late for you to learn now, these days Jiang Yin has been able to communicate normally with foreigners, as for you, you will only ask your daughter to translate."

Hua Manyi was overwhelmed with jealousy and pinched her waist, "In your eyes, is Jiang Yin better than me?"

Gong Yan: "...I didn't mean that."

"Then you will teach me foreign language tomorrow?" Hua Manyi snorted.

Gong Yan always had a bad feeling, "Do you really want to learn?"

"really."

The next day, Gong Yan deeply felt that this was a mistake.

"Why are you sitting on me?" Gong Yan looked at the graceful figure dangling in front of his eyes, frowned and held his forehead.

Hua Manyi leaned her head on her chest, "Is this delaying you from teaching me?"

"..."

Hua Manyi kissed the corner of her mouth, "What about this?"

"..."

The sound of cloth being torn was heard in the study room. From the corner of her eyes, Hua Manyi saw the book dropped in the corner, showing a tricky smile, she put her arms around Gong Yan's neck, and said softly, "Ayan...you are so kind... ..."

Later, Gong Yan had no choice but to find someone to compile the knowledge points into tunes. Sure enough, Hua Manyi was extremely sensitive to tunes, and could read the tunes to the standard at once, just like getting through Ren Du's second channel. Hua Manyi's learning speed is astonishing, leaving her daughter far behind, she is ashamed, proud, and has established an unshakable position in the family.

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The author has something to say: It's the finale, dear children, see you again if you are destined.