Kelahiran Kembali Jenderal Bintang - Fanwai III: Fan Waisan: (Yan Xiu) Sauvignon Blanc (Bagian 2)

Xia Chengxiu will be waiting for him in his house every time Yanhe goes on an expedition. From one person to two and so on, it was bad news to wait in the end.

In the first year after Yan He left, everyone thought that Xia Chengxiu would wash her face with tears and grieve all day long, but what she showed was a shocking calm.

Mu Xia was taken good care of by her, Lin Shuanghe often visited. Xia Chengxiu still laughs, doing things in his hand methodically, but sometimes when he wakes up at night, he will subconsciously try to touch the people around him, until he touches the cold mattress, it seems that he is the one who warms himself It is no longer there, and finally it is silent.

In the fifth year after Yan He left, Yan Commander and Mrs. Yan took the initiative to persuade Xia Chengxiu to remarry. The age of Xia Chengxiu is not big, nor is there no widows in the capital of Shuo. She has a gentle and gentle temperament, and is also the daughter of Master Xia. Xia Chengxiu declined politely.

Xia Chengxiu said: “I have Muxia, cukup.”

A new “Yongxu Hall” was opened in the capital. Xia Chengxiu often went to help. She made her life arrangements full, and calmly continued to live without Yanhe. He Yan often came to talk to her, Xia Chengxiu knew that she was worried about herself, but since childhood, she was a temperament that would not cause people to worry. As Yanhe saw her for the first time, she never let herself suffer.

In the tenth year after Yanhe left, Mucha had the appearance of a young boy. His eyebrows were very similar to Yanhe, and he was a little more elegant than Yanhe. The shooting technique is already very good. He Yan and Xiao Jue took the time to come and direct his swordsmanship. He often provoked Xiao Jue, wearing a tall ponytail, holding a silver gun, dan berkata: “Xiao Dudu, in a few years, you will be my defeat.”

Tentu saja, the ending was thrown onto the tree by Xiao Jue. Namun, although he had never played Xiao Jue, he found the place on Xiao Yao’s body in the name of the contest, disebut “father and daughter repayment”.

In the fifteenth year after Yan He left, Muxia had a girl she liked.

The young man was staring at something in his hand, and when his mother came in, he kept busy hiding his sweetheart’s sachet. Xia Chengxiu smiled and sat down beside him.

“You really like this girl?” dia bertanya.

Yan Muxia subconsciously retorted, “Siapa yang menyukainya??” Ear Root quietly red.

Xia Chengxiu touched his head: “Then you remember to treat her better.”

The teenager pretended not to look away calmly, holding a red face, with no confidence to say: “Huh.”

Twenty years after Yan He left, Yan Muxia married the Hu Jinshang, who was the girl he likes at the age of fifteen. He gave birth to a daughter named Yan Baose, with small characters curled up.

Yan Muxia was very good to her mother and daughter. Pada waktu itu, in the capital of Shuo, it was rumored that Gui Dezhonglang had controlled Yan Nanguang as a wife. Now when she sees how Yan Muxia treats his wife and daughter, he realizes that he is inheriting his father’s business.

She looks like a mother-in-law and is closest to her grandmother Xia Chengxiu. Her temperament is not as good as Yanmu Xiafeiyang, nor as lively as her mother-in-law. Others say that it is very similar to Xia Chengxiu’s then, gentle and quiet, soft and strong.

Twenty-five years after Yan He left, a five-year-old curled up in the house and turned over a cloth bag under his grandfather’s old bed.

Yan He’s study has not been touched by people in these years, keeping the original appearance, and will be cleaned by Xia Chengxiu every day. It will last for more than 20 tahun. Inattentively, he slipped in and walked in. He walked into a small body and got inside the small cave in the study. He found the baby wrapped in red cloth. Setelah memikirkannya, Huan still offered the cloth to Xia Chengxiu like a treasure.

After a lapse of many years, Xia Chengxiu’s hand caressing the red cloth actually shivered when she saw what was left by Yan He. She opened the cloth bag, daylight came in from the window, and she squinted her eyes slightly. Setelah bertahun-tahun, she was already old, and her eyes were not as clear as the past. It took a while to see clearly. Itu adalah sebuah buku. “Happy Travel”.

This book has been stored for a long time, and the pages are completely yellow, and because it is placed in a dark place all day long, there is a kind of decadent tide. She was already attracted by the Braun outside the courtyard and ran out. Xia Chengxiu’s eyes fell on this page for a long time. Akhirnya, she remembered a spring day that year. She followed her cousin to visit the waterfront in Surabaya to enjoy the flowers. That book is coming.

At that time she was only sixteen years old, and it was her best years. Pada waktu itu, in the spring, the paper kite in Sishui Bin was entangled, and the teenager cut the love of the girl opposite with a knife. Berbalik, but behind another person, she picked up her lost travel notes and treasured them for so many years.

She slowly turned the pages of the book, then froze.

The title page of the book, Saya tidak tahu kapan, was secretly written with a small line of characters.

“The flowers are deep and Liu Yin is yin. Du Liu wears flowers to find the letter of voice. The heart of the king is concubine.”

The handwriting is hard and frivolous. Pada pandangan pertama, it is the book written by a man. She is no stranger. That is Yanhe’s handwriting.

Waktu berlalu, dan sebentar, it seemed that I could pass through the years. I saw the frivolous young man with the silver robe and the horsetail sitting opposite the case, biting the pen irritably, almost biting his teeth, writing such a sentence on the title page. Murmur verse. It seemed as if the complainant scolded the hard-hearted person.

Who can think that this is what Yan He can do?

Xia Chengxiu stunned for a moment, “poof” tertawa.

Daylight fell softly in her hair, blurring her star-pointed white hair, and her smile was like a flower, like the first twenty-eighth girl who was tempted, pure and sweet.

Malam itu, she saw Yan He.

Like many years ago, he was wearing a new silver robe, standing arrogant and arrogant, standing in front of her. And she was wearing a thin dress of goose yellow, curling up Tingting, berdiri di hadapannya, dan dengan tenang bertanya: “Why did you take my book?”

The young man’s original expression of life was changing rapidly, and panic was born, but he still tried his best to maintain his calmness. Dia terbatuk dan berkata: “I picked it up, ini milikku.”

“You are still scribbling on it.” She pointed out his evil behavior gently.

Yan He’s face was even redder, and she justified: “That’s not graffiti”

“What’s not scribbling?”

“Iya,” he plucked the pony tail anxiously, his tone a little bit fierce, and the tail ended with a trace of invisible grievances. “Itu yang kau pikirkan!”

Xia Chengxiu stared at him without talking.

He was like a paper tiger and asked, “Apa yang kamu pikirkan tentangku?”

Xia Chengxiu couldn’t help laughing. Yan He looked at her at a loss, dan setelah beberapa saat, she seemed to be impressed by Xia Chengxiu’s smile, and she also laughed, and hesitatedly extended her hand and wanted to go to Xia Chengxiu’s hand.

“terjepit–”

Xia Chengxiu opened his eyes when the wind blew the window, without Yan He, and the mattress beside him was empty. She looked at the tent silently for a long while, slowly sat up, and got out of bed barefoot.

It was late at night and the ground was cold.

This was the twenty-fifth spring day after Yan He left. She woke up from her dream, tidak bisa tidur, slowly sat on the ground, buried her head in her knees, dan untuk pertama kalinya setelah bertahun-tahun, she cried silently.

The days are said to be slow, the day is also long, the words are said to be fast, and blinking is a lifetime.

Thirty years after Yan He left, Xia Chengxiu died.

The children and grandchildren stayed before her collapse. The woman was quiet and gentle all her life, always calm and gentle. Di akhir hidupnya, she only handed over a book to Yan Muxia and told him to bury herself with Yan He.

When the coffin was buried in the ground, it was a sunny and sunny day. The paper kite on the waterfront of Surabaya was full of sky, and the peony blossoms were colorful and affectionate. Like a day many years ago, he came from the long embankment full of Xinliu and leaned over to pick up Starting up the travelogue, tapi secara tidak sengaja, left behind the joy of the young heart.