you touched my years

Chapter 46 Return to Homeland: Encounter

Three years later……

After an absence of 7 years, Liu Xiaoyu returned to the city he loved and hated in his memory again. In 7 years, apart from the wide streets, there are several old residential areas that have been rebuilt. The changes here are so similar to the appearance of ten years later in memory. The branches of the bare plane trees are messy, and the winter wind is bleak. The white double-breasted gown on Xiaoyu's body was blown up by the wind, making her look extraordinarily flimsy.

City A's unique building "Bronze Statue of Fist Hand" stands in the middle of the street park. The newly built building of the city government is close to the left side of the park in the middle of the street. Everything is no different from the previous life. She still remembers walking by the river behind the city hall The two platforms are the cotton mill where she worked in the previous life. Everything here is so familiar, but the peach blossoms are still completely changed. After all, Liu Xiaoyu is no longer the Liu Xiaoyu of the previous life. How can it be explained by a single star.

Coughing twice, I left in this winter 7 years ago, and returned to this place after 7 years, looking at the traces left by the passing vehicles, appearing, burying, reappearing, and being buried again...

In the past few years, I have traveled through three mountains and five mountains, and searched everywhere, but there is still no sign of Liu Mancang.Although the yin evil in her body is not heavy, it still has a lot of influence due to her young age and weak body. So far, she has not even had menstruation, and her lungs are also infected with damp cold. Will cough more than once.

The cold south in winter is actually not suitable for Liu Xiaoyu's self-cultivation, but looking for Liu Mancang has become one of the pillars of her life, she can't really let Liu Mancang disappear without knowing life and death. To see the corpse, so they came back here.

Just returning to this city, her pain and the past will be hidden in her heart, and she will never dare to bring it out again. Those emotions that will be weathered to ashes as soon as they see the sun are also locked in the apex of her heart, the past is like smoke...

Liu Xiaoyu would return to Shen Quanqing's place every three months. She drank thick and bitter traditional Chinese medicine every day. Her body would take at least one year of conditioning before it could return to normal, but the injury on her feet was powerless.

In her hand, she held a hand stove made of copper cloisonné enamel lotus pond and lotus pattern and begonia made by the official kiln in the Qianlong period. The heat from the silver carbon inside made her feel less cold. She walked by the old street full of moonlight in the evening , The cold winter makes the streets extra deserted.

Standing by the artificial lake in the park in the middle of the street, looking at the little ripples of the lake water, it was here that she and Qiu Zeran met that year, and he was also sitting on that stone bench with a high fever in such a cold winter Flushed with cold, she took off her only ragged padded jacket and covered him, and guarded him all night.

He left without saying a word the next day, but she was sick with a high fever, and it took three days for her adoptive mother Wang Xiaohong to buy antipyretics to cure her.Later they met again at school, she recognized him, but he pretended not to know her...

Chou Zeran lit up the cigarette in his hand irritably. This kind of party made him feel boring and tired. When he came out to catch his breath, he walked to the lake. Strange woman.

The blue satin hand-embroidered shoes are extravagantly worn by the muddy lake on a rainy day. The white cotton socks are lined with the embroidered shoes. The feet are small and exquisite, and they are surprisingly similar to the cloth shoes worn by grandma in memory. The light blue double-breasted gown and Confucian skirt are particularly eye-catching at night like this. The black overcoat, paired with a black soft-brimmed jazz hat, is extremely tightly wrapped, like a lady who walked out of the Republic of China. into the mortal world.

If he read correctly, the thing he held in his hand to keep warm was not a current hand warmer, but a cloisonné enamel hand stove that gave off a light blue halo under the dim yellow moonlight.This should be a low-key and elegant dress at this time, but at this time it shows its gorgeous luxury. The cold wind blows and brings down the raindrops that have not yet fallen among the trees. There was a pitiful haggardness, and the frowning eyes were even more overwhelmed and soft.

Like the woman from the Republic of China who walked out of the painting, reflected in the dim light, her figure elongated, and her loneliness was terrifying.

The occasional cough made her wrap her coat unnaturally. The light rain fell, and a thin layer of water droplets stained her long eyelashes, which dripped onto her palm with a light movement. Wearing a blue hand stove, Qiu Zeran was actually a little jealous of that blue heating body, such a delicate woman who couldn't be ignored, which undoubtedly made him remember the apex of his heart.

The rain was getting heavier, and the woman seemed to be awakened from a beautiful dream. She was about to turn around and leave in a trance and helplessness. They were only a few meters away, and they looked like a pair when they were pulled together by the light. Intimate lovers.

Under the silver light pole, the hand stove in his hand had slipped to the ground, and the crisp sound made Qiu Zeran take a look. When he turned his head, that weak and haggard face was covered with tears at the moment, and the eyes looking at him were full of depression and disbelief. , Qiu Zeran was stared at a little helplessly, and couldn't help but look up into those eyes.

He met those eyes but stood there motionless as if being shocked by an electric shock. This girl gave him a strong sense of familiarity, especially those eyes, which kept staring at him as if they could talk. Yes, he was sure, this girl She was looking at herself, she didn't move at all, she didn't even notice that the hand stove fell on the ground, she was gentle and elegant, peaceful and natural, just like this girl.

is it him?Or did I read it wrong?No, he is so real, although he is much taller, but with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and lips that are often closed because of concentration, although he is quite young, but that is him, that is Qiu Zeran, same place, different time , They met here again, their minds were blank, those past events, those past events that had just been decided to be frozen, all gushed out at this moment like a river that opened its gates.

Neither of them spoke, and the white breath they exhaled seemed so insignificant by the misty and rainy lakeside. Looking at his fingers that had been frozen red due to the loss of the hand stove, Qiu Zeran's heart tightened as hell, and he was about to take a step forward. , trying to get closer, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded from behind.

The man who left Qiu Zeran's back carefully picked up the scattered hand stoves on the ground, wiped them clean, and stuffed them back into her hands. He took off the man's coat and put it on the woman. Hoarse and low, although dry, but full of concern "Why did you come here, let's go, it's raining heavily."

Qiu Zeran couldn't help but guess the relationship between the two, father and daughter?No, they are not alike, except that they both have a somewhat cold temperament, uncle and nephew?Not like that, Qiu Zeran was a little annoyed, looking at the two people in front, the man's broad shoulders blocked most of the woman, he could only see the brim of the black jazz hat, the man walked past him with the mysterious woman, Qiu Zeran wanted to take another look, but was stared at by that mysterious man and felt that there was an illusion of danger. As he grew up, there are very few men who can let him look the same and leave without feeling dangerous. However, the ones in front of him Men are one.

Chou Zeran unfolded his aura without any concealment. The gentle and refined young master Pianpian suddenly became domineering and lonely with a hint of indescribable indifference. In an instant, there was only a passing distance between them. Fighting across the air, no one bowed their heads like anyone else, until he seemed to see the woman's footsteps faltering, and the man turned his gaze back.

A low coughing sound came, and the woman's suppressed voice made Qiu Zeran's heart beat again. A mysterious woman that he kept in his heart, the distant faint fragrance of ink did not fade away on such a rainy night for a long time, That weak girl with a bookish air has become a mystery.

Slowly following behind them, looking for the scent of ink that hadn't dissipated, the doorman at the hotel gate took the suitcase from the man's hand. He stood behind the woman without taking a step. Seeing him respectfully move the umbrella to the top of the woman's head, his shoulders were so wet that he didn't know it. Their identities made Qiu Zeran even more puzzled.

Entering the hotel, I saw the woman take off the overcoat that the man had put on her body. The warm heater relieved her pale face a bit, and her hoarse cough could be heard along the way.

She seemed to have caught a cold, and she was sitting in the waiting area waiting for the man to check in. There was a cup of steaming hot tea in front of her. I have to say that the man was very careful and took good care of her. Her fingers were fair and slender, With three fingers, he lightly picked up the teacup in his hand, and his movements were so skillful and elegant that people couldn't help but be attracted by that unique elegant and refined atmosphere.

The tea was put on the tip of the nose and sniffed lightly, but it was not put into the mouth, picked it up, put it down, without saying a word, the flowing movements made the people around couldn't help but look at it from the side, she is a luminous body, just need to be silent Sitting quietly can attract everyone's attention. Standing gracefully, with a quiet demeanor, it looks like an emerald green lotus, shining brightly, independent from the world...

　Finally grown up and met, their entanglement will become more and more!A lot of votes and collections, welcome to comment

　　
　
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