you are my Destiny

Chapter 50 The first encounter 26 years ago
In the old house in Jinghai, I accidentally found a vault of my mother. Inside there was an old file box with the words Fu Tinglan written on it. It was filled with papers, almost all of which were left by my mother at different times. There is also a collection list of Fujia antiques in his notes.I didn't know why my mother kept the items separately in this way, but when I saw the contents, I couldn't help being shocked.

One of them records in detail the whole process of her age being frozen by Zhang Xianzhong's ancient coins. Other than that, it is some family secrets, involving the family secrets of the Fu family and the Chen family, and even about reputation. The diaries on the bright side complement each other, so that there is a way to fully restore a story.In addition, one of the articles recorded the incident mentioned above, and my mother did not want to put it on the surface, which shows that she really wanted to bury this past, and I think she must have been extremely entangled when she recorded it.

You have always been very interested in who my biological father is, and this incident is related to him. The following chapters will start with the first encounter between my mother and him.

For nearly a hundred years, Fu Tinglan lived alone. In the eyes of others, she escaped the pursuit of that unknown force. The past few decades have passed smoothly, and being able to live forever is a very happy thing, but for Fu Tinglan For Ting Lan, she often worries about how much torture and vicissitudes she has suffered in her past life.She always has a glimmer of hope that the suffering will eventually pass, and she will persevere no matter what she faces.

In the first few decades, she waited anxiously and upset, hoping to dream of Shen Anzhi every day, even if she asked him why he left without saying goodbye and why he left herself.She imagined that this whole person was always by his side and never left. Every night before going to sleep, she had to think about this matter, and the name was engraved on the tip of her heart. However, she never saw him in her dream. The only few people around her were getting old and leaving one by one, gradually diluting her thoughts from the years.

On that day 26 years ago, it was cloudy from early in the morning. Fu Tinglan was attending an antique conference in a central city. The day before was already the end date of the antique conference, but she wanted to stay for another day just because she For the first time, I dreamed of Shen Anzhi.This time, this dream returns to the scene when Fu Tinglan and Shen Anzhi first met. When she wakes up, she can still remember those meticulous things, which have plagued Fu Tinglan for more than 80 years. She gave some answers, which made her yearn for that dream very much, and made her not awake for a moment whether the world she came to was real or there.

The scene in the dream is exactly the same as the reality. Fu Tinglan clings to Shen Anzhi, and finally asks the words in her heart, "Anzhi, I'm afraid, when will you come back to me?"

"Alan, I have always been here and never left you."

In the dream, she kept hugging Shen Anzhi and felt uncomfortable, but he still looked like that, so she let her hold him, patted on her back to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you, forever and ever."

It was evening when she got up, and although the curtains were half down, she still saw clearly how the strong wind outside the window rolled away the remaining leaves of the upright ginkgo tree, feeling a little depressed.For her, there is no strict plan and journey to catch up. The joy of this world has nothing to do with him, even if the world collapses, it has nothing to do with her. She is alive but is no different from a lonely ghost, living between humans and ghosts. In the non-samsara space in the middle, there is only desolation left.

Before dinner, Chen Siyuan's mother Wu Qianling knocked on the door, and Fu Tinglan came to the restaurant with her for dinner.After the meal, she asked for a newspaper on the dining table. During the process, she heard the chatter of the people at the other table and learned that there was a ghost market nearby, which was only a small street away, so she threw the boring newspaper aside and leaned on it. Sitting on the chair and contemplating for a while, she asked Wu Qianling to refund the day's air ticket, and finally decided that she wanted to stay one more day.

[Note: As mentioned in Chapter 6 above, Ling Dang is Fu Tinglan's maid, and also the origin of the housekeeper of the family line that has been followed to this day. Ling Dang's granddaughter-in-law is Wu Qianling, Chen Siyuan's mother.At this time, Chen Siyuan was just four years old, and Fu Tinglan had not yet sent Wu Qianling's family to help the country, so she was still taking care of Fu Tinglan's side. 】

This day is New Year's Day, and the whole environment is fascinated by festive bright red. Fu Tinglan is wearing an ocher-colored cheongsam with a white fur over her shoulders. On the whole street, she is the only one who is plain, but more noticeable.

Noble steps gently on the wet asphalt road, her eyes are full of deep sadness, so beautiful, no one can see that she is a lost person, a person separated by time, day and night, so long in these lonely years Before leaving, she waited alone for the patron saint to return to her world again.

As the wind stopped, flakes of the first snow fell, so unexpectedly approached Fu Tinglan's face and body, not dense, and the delicate voice gently caressed her heart, she could clearly feel the temperature, stop Steps, catch those fragile and beautiful petals with your fingertips.

There was a picture of two phoenix trees and two rabbits on the stall, which was exactly what Shen Anzhi and she liked when they visited the ghost market. She took a deep breath of air, and the gorgeous lights of the ghost market made her feel like a world away. When meeting Shen Anzhi, she also had the same damp smell, she couldn't help but squat down, and reached out to touch it.

A white and delicate hand grabbed the painting at the same time, and caught Fu Tinglan's hand unexpectedly.

Looking up, it was a handsome face, and the man's eyes were apologizing for his abruptness, and returning a gentleman's smile.

This person is so much like Shen Anzhi. His facial features, body shape, gestures, and tone of voice are all close at hand. His thin lips seem to be saying to her, "Alan, 80 years have passed. Come on, stay safe."

Fu Tinglan seemed to have not woken up from a dream, she held the man's hand tightly, very sad, maybe she was waiting for this moment all her life, to meet Shen Anzhi again, she silently looked at that face , Returning to her girlhood in a trance, everything that happened was just a deep-seated joke woven by God and her. She was still the same Alan, and the Shen Anzhi in front of her had never left.It was precisely because of such a karma that Fu Tinglan was drawn into a predicament that was completely beyond redemption, and she lost half of her life because of this.

"Anzhi..." Fu Tinglan felt affection, wrapped her wet clothes around her body, not wanting to force her to sneeze lightly, this sneezing made her wake up, and she suddenly withdrew her hand.

Fu Tinglan withdrew her gaze, but before finishing her sentence, she stood up with a startled expression, and took a step back subconsciously.

The man looked at Fu Tinglan warmly, and put a black umbrella on top of Fu Tinglan's head, "Sorry, my name is Ma Zihao, I don't know that Miss also fell in love with this painting, I was the one who was rude just now. "

(End of this chapter)