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Many years ago, when she was a young girl, she was ready to blossom. She picked up the tree and planted this tree by herself. She thought that this would be her forever home and the home she was looking forward to. There was a pine and cypress in front of her door, which is evergreen and will always be protected.

Many years ago, things have long been sealed in my memory. I can't remember anything. But I only remember this place, this yard, and

A man.

His name is mo Shitian, and her relationship with him seems to be very close. In the intermittent pictures, there are her planting trees and he watering; she is in the rain, he is holding an umbrella; she is practicing boxing and he is practicing sword; she is coquettish and he is conniving.

The girl in the blurred picture is her, but it seems that it is not her. In the past 20 years, she has hardly ever laughed, and she has no expression. In front of this man, she can laugh, shout, lose temper, act coquettishly, cheat and quarrel

So strange, so familiar with the picture, one after another.

She has been sealed for so many years of memory, only remember this part of the past, perhaps, this is a rare happy time in her life, so bear in mind, unforgettable.

Now standing in front of the yard, she hesitated. Is there anyone else in it?

Ruyu, if one day you get lost, don't forget the way home. I will be waiting for you here.

Who's voice seems to ring in his ears, such tender words, such heavy love, in his harsh tone, so strange, and so familiar, can he still be here, waiting for her to come back?

What happened these years?

She pushed open the door, very surprised that the door was not locked, this half moon door gently opened, there is no obstruction.

From the outside, the courtyard is elegant and small. When you walk into the moon gate, you will find that it is very wide. The yard is full of all kinds of Camellia. The colors of the flowers are pink, white and yellow It's very beautiful. It covers the whole yard.

There is only a small goose egg path in the middle leading to the main room

Her always expressionless eyes are full of surprise.

Her favorite flower.

What a beautiful yard.

The fragrance of flowers is lingering and charming.

She walked slowly along the path. It was a two-story villa with a strong ancient Greek style, blue and white. It was so unique and elegant in the camellia room. There were two pagodas hanging on the Hui type corridor, but no incense was lit. It seemed that there were words in the pagoda, and the names of two people were hung in the golden pagoda.

Su Ruyu, Mo killed heaven.

Her eyebrows twisted, her fingertips suddenly forced, almost broke the line of the pagoda, the wind blows, the pagoda gently shakes, their names looming, her heart like a needle.

More than 20 years ago, the young people hung the pagoda without expression and wrote their names carefully. The girl said, "do you really believe this thing?"

"I don't believe it!" The young man answered decisively.

In the legend, they never read each other's name. In the legend of long time ago, they hung their names on the tower of long time ago. In the second day, they hung their names on the tower.

The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "what do you want to hang?"

"I'm happy!"

"Please take your time. I won't be with you any more." The girl waved her hand and tried to go.

"Su Ruyu!" A roar came from behind. The girl picked her eyebrows and turned her head around her chest. The young girl's eyes were sinister and sinister, and her face was treacherous. It was a bit of dark king's domineering power, "you hang this!"

He shook the pagoda with his name.

"I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe it either!"

"To whom?"

"I'll let you hang up then

"Mo, please say it again if you have seed!"

"To prove that I have seed!" The young man is insidious, sink eyebrow, "let you hang up, where so much nonsense?"

The girl chuckled and hung the pagoda carefully. She was very devout in her heart. Although I don't trust you very much, I still pray for blessing.

The young man had already hung up and was waiting for her. As soon as he hung up, he suddenly grabbed her shoulder and put her against the white jade pillar beside him. He bent down and grabbed her lips and tongue, and then he gave her a cruel and heavy kiss.

On one side, the golden pagoda swayed gently in the wind.

However, in front of her dimple, she was in a trance, and she was in a trance, and her smile was so sweet that she had been in love for seven years.

Her lips slightly crooked, more than 20 years, things have changed.

The pagoda

It's still there.

Her hand was on the edge of the stone pier. The dust was not heavy. It seemed that someone lived here, but was he still there? If so, what would she say to him? She forgot how they started and how they ended. She only remembered the sweet years.

She thought that such a memory should be biased in the evaluation of a person.She pushed the door in. Strangely, the door was not locked. She looked back curiously. From the moon gate to the door, there was no lock. Would he not be afraid that someone would come in and destroy the beauty and peace here?

A little puzzled, the first floor of the hall layout is very simple, paved with light colored carpet, the whole hall lining out a quiet flavor, two groups of white sofa, a beautiful stone carving in the corner, it can be seen that it is a masterpiece.

She didn't make an inspection and knew that there was only one room on the first floor, the storage room, the kitchen, the master bedroom and the study were upstairs, going up the spiral stairs.

Inside, there is a breath of people!

There are people living here, but she did not feel the threat of someone. She should not be at home. Her eyebrows were cold and she went up the second floor along the spiral stairs. Just up there was a large balcony with camellia flowers facing down. On the balcony, there was a wind chime, two bamboo chairs and a mahogany table. On the table, there was a set of valuable tea sets, teapots and cups, all of which were complete 。

Her fingertips swept on the table, very clean, no dust, lift the lid, tea steaming, fragrant, this is a kind of tea she likes very much.

Junshan silver needle.

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief, the room, everywhere her memories, her preferences, her shadow.

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