The beautiful luthier and her dream lover

Went out for a visit——a trip, and the only ones who came back were Day Xingtang——the old——the two younger sisters, but not the handsome son-in-law, but the coffin made of gloomy wood that caught the eye.

The Yuan family was dazed up and down, and more than three or five faces were pale. Everyone was staring at the coffin, not thinking—who was lying in the coffin?

Come back again, day Xingtang two? White hair on the sideburns, as if finally entering old age with difficulty, straight back showing unconcealable rickets, eyes dull, eyes swollen, it is conceivable that he is crying behind his back How many times will it take to ruin the beautiful eyes into what they are now.

"Grandma!" Zhou Xingzhuo knelt down with tears in his eyes.

It was at the time when the six gods were in turmoil, Xie Wenyan regained her sanity after being called "grandmother": "You? Are you... Are you Xingzhuo?"

The spirit fetus looks like three or four years old, and in the blink of an eye, she has the delicate figure of a young girl again. Her eyebrows and eyes are like daytime scenery, and her long-opened facial features can vaguely inherit the good color of her family? Fourteen.Xie Wenyan was full of doubts about her granddaughter suddenly growing up so big, but she didn't dare to speak.

Yuan Shiqi's heart was cold, and he didn't care about his nephew—? Chao adult, grabbed her arm: "A Zhuo, you? Where's A Niang?!"

"A Niang..." Zhou Xingzhuo covered his heart, his face was white and his body was crumbling: "A Niang, A Niang has passed away from this world for the time being..."

Out of this world?Yuan Jiuniang's heart skipped a beat—"You? Where's Dad?"

"Father..." Thinking of Father's indifferent eyes when he looked at her, Ri Xingzhuo's throat became dry: "She, she doesn't want me anymore."

Is Yuan Fourteen gone?

The families of Yuan and Day will soon start funerals.

The sudden disappearance of the good daughter caused great harm to the two governments.I didn't even see the last body of my daughter, so I just built a cloak mound.

Looking back a few months ago? Fourteen Tete before going out? Going home? Visiting relatives to say goodbye? Xie Wenyan had tears in her eyes. Formal farewell?.

There are many people who cannot accept the death of Yuan Shishi, just like a banished fairy from the sky who hurriedly came to the world-?

From this day onwards, Zhou Xingtang grew old very quickly.

That—? day is getting closer and closer to her, and time makes people grow old and heartbroken.The white-haired person sent the black-haired person. A Niang died in the previous life? She didn't make it in time to see the last face-to-face. In this life, it is still the same.She sat on the futon and sighed twice, the candles in the mourning hall were dimly lit.

I thought, I thought that this is the way to be a daughter in this world? To walk in front of A Niang. Unexpectedly, A Niang, who was in her prime, gave up the world first.

Dad doesn't know where to go to relieve his emotional pain, Xingzhuo is drunk every day, a good child says? Go bad? Go bad, complaining about himself, keeping his mouth shut, he shouldn't have come to this world, and he shouldn't have dragged down his parents.

Family? Not a family?

A Niang——leave, the family will be broken up.

Zhou Xingtang's brows and eyes were tired, with her frame, she wondered if she could hold out until Father came back.

"Starburn."

She called out to the osmanthus tree.

Day Xingzhuo looked at her drunkenly with the wine jar in his hands——? eyes, silent, —? eyes can still see the round and cute childhood, but the furry tail behind her can no longer be seen.

Ri Xingzhuo, who quickly entered the girlhood, awakened the inheritance in his blood at the moment of the most panic and fear. He was ripened within a day, and his thin shoulders could not bear the cruelty of the world, showing a heart-wrenching feeling. Weak.

"Xingzhuo." Zhou Xingtang smiled and waved to her: "Come here."

The young girl - reeking of alcohol, subconsciously walked over with the wine jar in her arms, and was hugged.

"It's not your fault, Ah Zhuo. A Niang will not regret bringing you into this world. Don't blame daddy, 'he' is the one who suffers the most."

The top of her hair was stroked, and the long-lost warmth came to her body. Ri Xingzhuo was stunned for a while, and the emotions that had been suppressed for two months suddenly vented, and tears wet the front of her clothes: "Sister, sister!"

"Cry, cry, no? There is a rule that you can't cry when you are sad and wronged."

To be able to cry, might as well be—? A kind of luck.

"My mother is gone, daddy doesn't want me? I'm gone, daddy doesn't want me? The stars are burning..."

"Daddy suffers from 'him'. Daddy won't let it go? Ours."

In the vast sea far away, the daytime scene is buried under the sea, with eyes closed and unwilling to wake up——willingly abandoning everything.

"You? You shouldn't have treated Xingzhuo like that, and you shouldn't have left Xingzhuo Xingtang behind." Feng Qing stood on the surface of the sea, her white shirt was blown by the sea breeze, her face remained unchanged: "Shuiyu thought you? , asked me a few words in advance. Do you want to listen?"

Under the sea, the sleeping person suddenly opened his eyes.

"She doesn't want you to blame yourself, and she doesn't want to see you hurt by love. She said that the most regrettable, proudest and happiest thing in her life is to give birth to a child for you. On— In this past life, she did not do it, but in this past life, she did it for you with all her life.

God's will tricks people, no matter how many times, three or five times, she will never be tricked all the time, keep going straight, she will keep moving forward, she wants you to wait for her, wait for her well, no need to complain. "

Feng Qing sighed softly: "You? Look, how much does she know about you?" With five fingers loosened, the psychic jade held in the palm fell into the sea water, and fell into the palm of Zhou Jing following the guidance: "She gave this to you?"

"What else did she say?"

She was willing to speak, and Feng Qing's hanging heart quietly relaxed: "She told you...don't miss her too much, just think about it for a quarter of an hour every day. The love lies in the way, the way lies in the presence of people, her way is the foundation Ji Li, she will always be her, and will not be someone else, you just love with confidence and boldness."

After the words fell, within a few breaths, the water waves rose on the sea surface, and the daytime scene came out from the bottom of the sea, his eyes dimmed: "What else?"

"She loves you?, she loves you forever?."

……

half year later.

Stepping into this imperial capital again, Dayi Jing couldn't help being touched by the scene, endured the pain brought by lovesickness and knocked on the door. The door saw her-? Dazed, dumbfounded, she took two steps back, turned around and ran towards the courtyard, while running. Shout: "Home? Lord! Miss! Home? The Lord is back, home? The Lord is back!"

The voice reverberated in the sky of the day mansion, the girl in white threw the wine jar and was about to fly off the roof, with her legs spread wide, hesitant to go forward.

She was afraid of seeing Father's indifferent eyes again.

As if it shouldn't exist in this world.

The whole house of Zhou suddenly became lively, and the servants rushed to tell each other and ran out to meet the master. Zhou Jing stepped forward, and the person had already arrived under the roof. She raised her head and smiled in her eyes: "Xing Zhuo, why not?" come down?"

"Ah, Dad?" Day Xingzhuo felt a sense of timidity, until she saw the man open his arms and looked at her in an accepting way, she ran towards that warm embrace without any hesitation, the strength was so strong that Day Jing had no choice but to take half a step back, with a doting look on his face.

She hasn't looked carefully at her grown-up daughter yet.

"Daddy, Daddy! Daddy, Daddy!"

"Well, I'm here, I'm here." Zhou Jing stroked her hair lovingly: "It's my fault that made you? I've been waiting with Xingtang for a long time."

"Woooooooo, father..."

Zhou Xingtang hurried over on crutches, and stood not far away looking at the familiar and thin figure.

Dad has lost a lot.

——Within a few days, all the people in Xunyang City knew that the person who had been missing for half a year had finally returned. People thought that the Yuan family's fourteenth body died, and the head of the family must have suffered emotional injuries. This return home after healing is also embarrassing .

Yuan Fourteen—?Life is happy and short, like fireworks flying to the most magnificent sky, winning——suddenly gorgeous.Deep love does not last long, and wisdom will hurt extremely.

She passed away at such a young age that those who had seen her recalled that frosty and indifferent face in their minds, delicate and refined.For such a character, if anyone gets her warmth and love, it must be a beautiful thing that they can't even imagine.

When the Yuan family learned that Zhou Jing was returning to the city, Xie Wenyan brought her daughter to the door with a cold face.

After half a year and [-] days, I saw her very promising son-in-law again. I saw that 'him' was thin, his lips were three points less rosy, and when he smiled, he was no longer as relaxed as before. Xie Wenyan—? The polite fan can't pick out any flaws in her pretty face.

"Grandma!"

"Father-"

Day Xingzhuo supported his family? Sister was standing in front of her close relatives? Seeing———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————, that this person is protecting this person.

She regretted it at the beginning and was powerless.

——one lost his daughter,——one lost his beloved wife. The two people who were suffering from each other looked at each other face to face. Day Jing walked obediently and stood half an arm away from Xie Wenyan: "Mother-in-law."

Snapped!

Again—? Slap.

Zhou Xingtang was so anxious that he couldn't speak, dead? dead? Holding his crutch, he couldn't speak.

She had been looking forward to the untimely death of her daughter Fanghua for 18 years. The grandmother's anger was reasonable, but... she looked at her father with a slap mark on her cheek, and thought to herself: Why is it that father feels better?

A Niang has gone, and those who really love her feel bad.

"This—? Slap, I slapped Xingtang Xingzhuo! They are your daughters, and Fourteen is not here, and you? Let them be lonely and indifferent? It's hateful!"

With a tired look on his face, Zhou Jing folded his hands and bowed to salute, his voice was low and hoarse: "Mother-in-law is not here, why don't you want it? It's my fault that I hurt my body when I got angry, and I won't do it in the future."

She has a humble and pious posture, no matter how cold-hearted people are, she can no longer be ruthless. Xie Wenyan is annoyed, annoyed that 'he' brought disaster to her daughter, hated 'him' before?—? Irresponsible, annoyed I have regretted it, remembering how dedicated my daughter was to this man when she was alive, and regret it belatedly.

If Fourteen knew, he would be annoyed at her for touching her sweetheart, right?

Not to mention, I will be angry with myself because of this.

Xie Wenyan was trapped in a beautiful and cruel imagination, and it took a long time to wake up.Glancing at her son-in-law Feng-?

Zhou Jing smiled obediently: "It doesn't hurt. I should hit it."

She said that? Xie Wenyan felt more and more pitiful.The original seven points of regret rose to twelve points. In the mind of taking care of her daughter, she simply didn't rush to leave, and went into the back kitchen familiarly, preparing meals for everyone.

Witnessing this—? All of this, Zhou Xingtang put his heart back into his stomach, and his eyes were slightly moist.

With her grandmother here, she should be able to rest assured.

In the twelfth lunar month, the wind is cold and the city is covered with heavy snow.

The solemn white lanterns were hung in front of the house of Zhou, and the courtiers and common people who came to express their condolences lined up in giant dragons. The young emperor was dressed in plain clothes and mixed among the crowd, listening to the subjects talking about the Xingtang family? —? The great achievements of life for the country and the people make my heart sour.

Welcoming and sending off, the daytime scene—?

In this life, her long life is destined to have a long wait, and she has experienced countless times of "letting go of the old and welcoming the new".

Whether it's Xiuyu, Xingtang, or the mother-in-law who will become ill after a few years, she will try her best to make everyone's dying wishes perfect.

Come to the world to go -? Suffering, it is best not to leave regrets.

She sent away many people in these years. The old faces—? Zhang Zhang faded, and the new faces kept appearing in Xunyang, where everything was changing. There is no trace between the eyebrows.

It's snowing again.

Loneliness comes surging like snowflakes.

There was no Xingtang, no Xingzhuo, not even Shiqi who was always twittering in her ear for fear that she would lose her mind by leaping down from the gate tower and scaring passers-by.

In life, everyone has their own way to pursue.Even mothers, daughters, and close friends all have a day when they part ways.

At the foot of the imperial city, the snow-white fluffy big fox curled up and looked up to watch the snowflakes fall from the sky. She stretched out her furry paws, and the flakes of snow melted in her clean palms, so she couldn't feel the coolness.

The north wind blows——severe cold, the big fox yawned lazily, closed his eyes, and slowly, slowly, the snow covered—? Where there is a fox, there is a pile of snow.

She doesn't know when Zhou Zhou will be reincarnated and return to the world, but it doesn't matter, she will wait.

She'll—? Straight—? Straight—? Wait.

The author has something to say: the second volume will fill in the pitfalls of the past and the present, and will string together all the foreshadowing. The rhythm of the second volume will be written quickly, the length is not long, and it will be completed this month.The following article is "Ms. Shen's Strategy for Chasing a Wife" just opened next door. Of course, you can also click into my column. If you like to read the end, you can find the end article.It's all sweet and full.