He is really stupid.
In the fifth year after her death, on her birthday, he arranged a whole table of delicacies at his house.
All her favorite food.
All made by his own hands.
He just sat there, looking at the empty place opposite, and suddenly smiled.
"Shen Nanbao, do you like it?"
He added, "If you like it, can you grant me one of my wishes?"
His eyes suddenly turned red, "Can you let me dream about you once? Why don't you even give me a dream?"
Shen Nanbao covered his chest as his heart felt like it was being pulled by a thin thread, and it hurt when he pulled it.
He also clenched his chest, but his face was covered in tears.
His confidant couldn't stand it anymore and came forward, but he suddenly grabbed his confidant and said over and over again: "It's all me. It's my fault."
"It's not me. She is still alive and well."
"Why did she want to meet me."
…
Shen Nanbao shook his head, it's not you, it's not you, you just don't know.
His confidants also comforted him in this way.
But Chen Fangyan didn't accept it. He held his face in his hands, and the sound of pain came out from between his fingers.
"But, it was indeed me. I poured the tea into her mouth with my own hands."
"She was in so much pain at the time, why didn't I see it?"
"Why don't I take a sip first when you bring that cup of tea?"
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but hugged him weakly.
But he suddenly raised his head and met her eyes with her wandering soul.
Shen Nanbao was startled and thought he had seen her.
His red eyes suddenly trembled violently, and tears fell one after another.
He said: "What should I do? She really doesn't want to see me!"
Later, he stopped crying.
He maintained a decent smile in front of others, smiling like the spring breeze and smiling like the bright moon.
When others saw this, they said he had given up.
He also said that it is easy to change one's nature, but it is hard to change one's nature. Chen Duhu guarded his wife for five years and finally became romantic again.
But Shen Nanbao and Shen Nanbao floating beside him knew that he had not given up.
Otherwise, why would the skinny new guy in the house look so much like her?
Otherwise, every time that thin horse played the Yaoqin, he would always stare at her blankly. At the end of the look, even Gu Niang, who was as timid as a mouse, couldn't help but ask: "Master, what are you looking at through Nunu?" who?"
"Is she the lady who asked you to give me a favor?"
Gu means missing.
I miss her, I miss Shen Nanbao.
He didn't answer. He just looked at Gu Niang and said, "Yao Qin, you play it very well. I like it very much."
He suddenly curved his lips, with a bitter taste on his lips, "I like it best."
Shen Nanbao knew what he was talking about.
I also know what he is regretting.
He was regretting that once, she played the Yao Qin so carefully in front of her, but he couldn't tell Yun Xiaoniang.
The past memories rolled up like a tidal wave, making Shen Nanbao's throat sore. She choked with sobs, but pretended to laugh, "Chen Fangyan, you are too short-sighted. I don't even remember it, but you still remember it."
He remembers everything.
I remember she said that a small drink would make you happy, but a big drink would be harmful to your health. She didn't like him getting drunk, so he always restrained himself and always had a small taste.
I remember she said that the young ladies working in business in Wa City relied on their own hands to support themselves and should not be abused, so he was always humble and polite whenever he met them.
I remember she said that her grandfather had cold legs, and the pain always made him unable to sleep every time it rained, so he searched for doctors to treat Mr. Zhao.
He remembered so much, so much that even she had forgotten what she had said.
…
In this way, he lived a lifetime of self-pity.
After seeing off Bei Junhou and her grandparents, he finally opened the door and walked into the room where they had stayed. He was lying on the bed where they had been lying, with the poisonous tea he had drunk beside him.
The poison was the same poison that had killed her.
Shen Nanbao saw him closing his eyes happily. Slowly, slowly, his jade-like face twisted, and puddles of blood oozed from his mouth and nose.
But he smiled happily.
He said, it turns out you were in such pain at first.
Shen Nanbao, I'm here to find you. Don't ignore me. I really want to see you.
As if Shen Nanbao was struck by lightning, she ran over and shouted no, no.
She wanted to scratch his face and dig out the tea he drank.
But no.
She was just a lonely soul floating from another world, and her hands passed through his face and body without any hindrance.
Shen Nanbao burst into tears, "Chen Fangyan, I forgive you! Don't die!"
She screamed, opened her eyes, and met Xiao Yichen's eyes with wet marks on her face.
She was suddenly startled, but he said: "Feng Yue said you were sick, I came over to take a look."
The window is open, and you can clearly see the sky under the eaves, which is gray and cold, silent and frozen.
It was so cold that Shen Nanbao was in a daze and immersed himself naked in the cold water. It was so cold that his scalp was numb.
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but wince.
It was this move that interrupted Xiao Yichen's action of wiping her sweat.
Shen Nanbao looked at the hand. The hand that was suspended in mid-air gradually and slowly tightened.
It seemed to be close to her heart, so her heart suddenly tightened and her eyebrows furrowed.
When Xiao Yichen saw this, he suddenly said, "Now that you're awake, I won't stay here anymore. I'll have a good life."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.
When Shen Nanbao raised his eyes, he could only see a little bit of the corner of his robe, and the wind flowed through there, like a flock of birds burrowing in, flapping their wings, and disappearing in an instant.
Shen Nanbao watched quietly, and then slowly lay back on the bed.
The sound of footsteps came to her ears. She heard it, but she buried her face in the pillow, causing the pillow stuffed with chrysanthemums to make a rustling sound.
The noise covered her sobs and blocked the fresh wind.
So as I cried, I couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat. Anyway, most of the pillow was soaked.
She turned over the pillow and continued to cry.
The person accompanying me could no longer see her anymore, so she finally called out softly, "Sister."
It was Fengyue's voice, "Don't be sad...the master has been watching over you these days when you were sick."
She thought she was lamenting Xiao Yichen's coldness.
In fact, even she didn't know what she was sad about or why she was crying.
Perhaps everything was worthy of her sorrow, so even if some trivial details flashed through her mind, she could not help but cry.
But after all, crying is not a smooth path in life. Shen Nanbao wiped the tears off his face and asked, "How long have I been sick?"
Fengyue said: "Two or three days."
When Shen Nanbao saw her rubbing her hands and hesitating on the spot, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Fengyue raised her head, her eyes showing a vague light, "Sister... Master Chen, is this what you call an 'official' in the previous life?"
Shen Nanbao was startled for a moment, and the hands on the quilt gradually tightened.
Seeing this, Feng Yue paused for a moment before continuing: "The younger one heard it that day. Although he couldn't quite understand it, he could understand the word 'poisonous tea'..."
The threads pulled out of the quilt were cold and delicate, scratching Shen Nanbao's palms roughly, making it itch uncomfortably. She couldn't help but raise her hand and use her other hand to scratch.
The itch was not in the skin, but in the tendons, which could not be scratched no matter how hard it was scratched. Shen Nanbao therefore exerted great force, one after another, as if he was not scratching his own hand.
Feng Yue listened to her silence for a long time. When she raised her eyes, she saw the shocking mark on her palm. She hurriedly stepped forward to cover it, "Sister, what are you doing? I won't talk about him anymore. I won't mention him anymore." .”
"I just saw that my sister has been muttering Chen Duhu's name in her bed these past few days, so I couldn't help but ask."
Shen Nanbao was shocked by her words, "Did I call his name?"
Feng Yuechao had a pair of teary eyes and nodded, "Yelling, keep calling... When the master is taking care of you, you keep calling Chen Duhu's name."
Feng Yue saw her face turn pale again for a moment, wiped her eyes and said, "So, sister, don't be sad, the master just treated you so coldly, I think it's because he heard you so... angry."
Shen Nanbao just laughed after hearing this, "Why are you telling me these things? See, I feel that he doesn't like me anymore and doesn't care about me because of these things, so I try my best to find things for me that he still likes me to comfort me. ?”
Feng Yue was silent and silent.
After Shen Nanbao cried for so long, his strength was exhausted, and he leaned slumped on the hidden bag, "Don't talk about it anymore, this is what happened between him and me. We have reached the end a long time ago."
As soon as he said these words, there was a sound of scratching from the partition door all the way into the house, and the curtains were lifted, revealing the official's rigid face.
When Feng Yue saw it, she was furious. She sneered and said, "Why did you remember it today?"
The curtain was strung with beads, and the skylight fell on it. When it moved, it shone brightly like fish scales.
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, "He asked you to come."
Fang Guan pursed his lips and said yes, "My master is afraid that my sister will fall ill again if you don't pay attention to your health, so I asked you to take good care of your sister, so that you don't get sick again and attract the wind."
Even Fengyue wanted to laugh when she heard these words, and she really laughed, and even spat, "It's a waste that I just thought that he cared about our sister, so I didn't want to turn around and stop my sister with such words." My feet!"
Fang Guan was not very moved and just fixed his eyes on Shen Nanbao's face, "Master, that's not what I meant. Master is just worried about you, sister. As long as you recover from your illness, I can go out any way you want."
Mostly because she was afraid of Shen Nanbao's rebuttal, she said hurriedly: "I understand that my sister is concerned about the Zhenbao Pavilion, and the master will also ask people to take care of it... and will not make the young lady tired."
Shen Nanbao's face was covered with a light layer of dust. In an instant, she suddenly laughed, her voice was light, shallow and full of ridicule, "Is he afraid that I will disturb the good things between him and Miss Zheng?"
In fact, she didn't want to say this, but she was so full of resentment and anger that she couldn't hold it back, so she just said it without thinking.
Shen Nanbao thought that if she looked at herself in the mirror at this moment, she would be frightened by her face that was twisted with jealousy!
As for Fang Guan, after hearing this, she was obviously startled. She raised her face suddenly and said, "Sister, anyone can say that about the master, but you can't say that about the master!"
