Honeysuckle and silver flowers are blooming everywhere [Snowflake Goddess Dragon Doujin]

(32)

Ouyang Mingri played with the wooden box in his hand.

This wooden box is very peculiar, with exquisite patterns carved on the outside and a hidden lock in the middle.

"This is called a combination lock. You can only open it after I leave!"

It was left to him by Abu on the night when they wrote each other's love letters, and there were letters addressed to him inside.

He likes difficult things, even though he doesn't understand the symbols engraved on the lock, he firmly believes that he can unlock it.

Abramovich clearly believes in this as well.

Sure enough, he did it without the effort of a cup of tea.

Abu's writing habit is to write horizontally from left to right.But the letters left to him followed his writing habits, written vertically from right to left, and traditional characters were used.

"Tomorrow, when you read this letter, we will be far apart.

I didn't want to break into your world, but just as you inferred, I recklessly broke into your life because I was unable to treat Jing Hua.

You are the perfect man in my mind, wise, knowledgeable, handsome and kind.Like the white moonlight, it is not stained with dust, so I don't want you to suffer a little bit of grievance.

So whenever you are depressed and sad, I can't hold back, hoping to relieve your worries and make you happy.

At first I didn't dare to have any unreasonable thoughts, but as time went by and we met a lot, especially when I was weak, your concern made me daydream uncontrollably, thinking about how you feel about me, and even looking forward to being with you You develop a love affair.

Until now, I can't believe if you really love me, you are so kind.But at the same time, I firmly believe that you are a person who is too proud to give charity.I just don't have confidence in myself.

No matter what, you promised me ten days of love, I cherish it extremely, and I will definitely live up to it.

In fact, ten days is enough.How many relationships can't stand the test of years and years. After a long time, no matter how good the relationship is, it will fade away. Only the original heart is the purest and memorable.

Time flies, I'm not the first person you like, and I don't want to be the last.Ten days of romance cannot last a lifetime. I hope that at every stage of your life, you will encounter a relationship worth cherishing.

This life, the next life, will eventually pass.You and I should live in the present moment.

These memories and photos are not meant to seduce you, I just hope that when you are lonely and depressed, at least you can have such a happy time to relieve your worries.

Ouyang Mingri, may you have a beautiful and fulfilling life without regrets.

— Sincerely, Abu. "

Ouyang Mingri read it many times.There is not a word of love in the whole article, only respect for each other.

This is a farewell letter and a parting letter.

For her, separation is forever.She firmly believes that there will be no day of reunion with him, and even if they reunite in the next life, this relationship will be difficult to pass through the experience of time.

What a pessimistic little fox.

Put the letter paper back into the wooden box tomorrow, put it together with the photo album, eye mask, mask, etc., and put it in the package together.

"Tomorrow, are you packed?" Ouyang Feiying pushed the door open, holding a bulging bag in his hand, "Where are we going?"

Bringing up the burden tomorrow, he said, "Go back to Sifang City."

(33)

Yes, back to Sifang City.

As early as three days ago, he had passed the news of returning to the city to Stinky Tofu, and briefly explained his father's recent situation.

Dad has lost all his memories, his obsession with power, and his murderous intent.

There are their relatives in Sifang City, and the home he has always longed for, and he has been looking for the right time.

Now, it's time.

This time, no calculations, no trade-offs, just go home, simply go home.

He finally got his wish.

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, inner peace and relaxation are so hard-won.

Tomorrow turned sideways and opened the photo album next to the pillow.The self in the photo is smiling like that.With her, he always felt relaxed and comfortable.

At that time, he only vaguely felt her loneliness, but now looking through the photo album, he found that her loneliness has always been there.In the solo photos he snapped, the sweet smile in the group photos is rare.No matter what she was doing, she was focused and serious, as if it was the most important thing in the world.

She was never willing to show vulnerability easily.When you are sick and injured, you don't say a word, even if you break down and cry, you know how to stop.She always said things he didn't understand, and those topics were often light and interesting.

Her slick tongue, her heartlessness, and her lively talking and laughing brought him a lot of laughter and joy.

However, whether he really understood her, he didn't know.

Ouyang Mingri frowned, stretched out his finger and caressed the girl in the photo.

If there is fate in the next life, can he really walk into her heart?

(34)

A few days after returning to the palace, Mrs. Yuzhu began to discuss Ouyang Mingri's life-long affairs.I posted the notice myself, and there were countless women who came to apply.

Mother brought tributes every day, and prayed to the tablet of "Qingqiu Baiqian" with words: "Bless the fox fairy, let my family have a good marriage tomorrow..."

He couldn't laugh or cry, so he simply opened a medical clinic outside the palace, practicing medicine and donating medicine in the name of the court.The beautiful name is that it can not only understand the sufferings of the common people, but also make good friends, and maybe there will be beautiful encounters.

It can be said that this is the best excuse.

Mrs. Yuzhu was very pleased with this, and Ouyang Feiying simply went to the medical clinic to help.

Daily pulse diagnosis and giving are very fulfilling.Sometimes when you are tired, you lie down on the table to rest.

The weather is getting hotter, and even at night, the heat inside and outside the medical center is hard to dissipate.One night, after the medical clinic closed, the next day he felt dizzy, so he hurriedly decocted Huoxiang water and took it, fell on the bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the dream, he came to that hospital again.

The office was still the same office, but she was nowhere to be seen.

The cactus is still too thirsty.Pick up the teacup on the table tomorrow, and slowly pour the water in the cup into the soil basin.

The operating room was still at the end of the corridor. Unlike that day, the light at the door was on.

He stretched out his hand to push the door, only to find himself passing through the door. Inside was a horizontal corridor with several rooms side by side.

He entered the brightest room, and several people in long coats and masks surrounded a person lying on the bed.There is a very bright lamp above the bed, illuminating the patient's opened head.

He saw a pair of eyes.Serious and focused, those were his familiar eyes.

She frowned slightly, staring at the instrument with all her attention, her movements were cautious and neat.At this moment, this is the most important thing for her.

Have you always been so serious, so focused?

Tomorrow frowned, falling into remembrance of the past.When he came back to his senses, there was no one in the house.

He looked around and found her in the dressing room.

Her mask fell from her left ear, her head was tilted, and she fell asleep leaning against the cabinet door.

He knelt down and stroked her cheek.Her face and lips are slightly pale, which is the look she often has when she is tired.

"Little Bu," he tugged at Abu's face, and Abu frowned and said "hmm".

"Xiao Bu, don't sleep here, you'll catch a cold."

Abu shook his head and snored recklessly.

Tomorrow he had no choice but to sit down too, leaning against the cupboard door, and slowly hugged her into his arms.He felt her heartbeat and put his fingers on her wrist.

The pulse was heavy and weak, obviously she hadn't been able to get enough rest.Work took up almost all of her time, and she didn't even have a good night's sleep.

Pressing against her forehead tomorrow, he asked softly: "Xiao Bu, you are so busy, do you still remember me?"

"She has never forgotten you." A male voice suddenly sounded.

……Who?

I just wanted to look up tomorrow, but woke up.

(35)

This dream haunted him.

They once agreed to live a good life separately.They lasted ten days, keeping the beauty, just as a memory.After they parted, they went their separate ways, destined to disappear from each other's world forever.

He thought that he could have her unrestrained and free attitude, come and go freely, and not be fettered by the world of mortals.

He thought that if he could let go of Shangguan Yan, he could also let go of her.

However, how many laughs she gave him that no one else gave him, this is an irreplaceable memory.He can't forget her, and he doesn't want to be forgotten by her.

He was even a little more possessive.He found that he cared so much, not just treating her as a passerby.It wasn't until that moment that he realized that he was so eager to have a place in her life.

However, who is that mysterious man?

Can that person love her busy work as much as he does, can he make her happy and make her laugh?

He, Ouyang Mingri—has he really completely withdrawn from her world?

Not reconciled.

In the dream, he came to Abu's house.

In the room late at night, a small dim yellow light was on.

"There is a bright light when you are resting, so you can't sleep well." Ming Ri whispered, and found the switch of the small light to help her turn it off.

"You came."

This voice...it was him in the hospital!

Turning around tomorrow, he looked at the man in front of him.This is a young boy with a handsome appearance, and he looks a little familiar when he smiles.

The boy put his index finger on his lips, gave a soft "shush", walked to the bedside and put the towel in his hand on Abu's forehead, then waved his hand lightly, wrapping Abu's whole body in a ball of light.

"She can't hear us inside," the boy said with a sly smile, "Sai Huatuo, long time no see."

This tone...

"Are you... Young Master Moon?"

"That's right." The boy turned around and changed back into the moon.

Tomorrow frowned and looked at Abu, and asked hesitantly, "Young Master Yue... have you found Miss Jing?"

"Guess?" Nongyue raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Not yet. So I'll repay the favor first."

"Thank you?"

"Chen Xiaobu, she is my sister."

Tomorrow suddenly realized "Oh", and then turned his attention to Abu: "Is she sick?"

"No," Nongyue said, "It's just that when I miss you, my head gets very hot, so it's better to apply it on it."

"Why?" Tomorrow frowned in confusion.

"A person's brain capacity is limited. After experiencing many things, the old memories will naturally be forgotten and replaced by new ones," Nongyue explained, "She has always kept all the memories between you. It has been more than three years now, and I dare not forget, I will never forget. And every day, new memories are stored. Over time, her brain is overloaded. Once she enters the memories with you, she will have a temporary high fever. "

"..." Looking at Abu's furrowed brows tomorrow, he sighed and said, "She must be suffering."

"Naturally," Nongyue said, "although she is not sick, she is very sad. You know the nature of her work, and any negligence will cause serious consequences. Therefore, she will only miss you when she can rest at home. "

"It will hurt the body after a long time." Said tomorrow.

"Maybe," Nongyue said, "I will try my best to take care of it. But the most difficult thing is not these, but..."

"But what?"

"She was hurt emotionally, and fell in love with you three years ago. Now it is difficult for her to accept new feelings."

Tomorrow's brows are deeply furrowed.

Whether he is willing or not, he has to admit that being indulging in memories is not a long-term solution.

He sighed deeply.

After a long time, he said, "If that's the case, I'd rather she forget me and never remember me again."