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Human beings have delicate emotions, which create unique souls. However, this trait often lands people behind bars.
When we have a sincere and special relationship, we will feel dissatisfied in our hearts, blame others for giving too little, and be jealous of others for getting too much; after losing this relationship, we will go crazy trying to reminisce about the past. Everything they have - including a look at each other, a kiss, and even the mood at a certain moment.
Details that were once tiny in memory will be infinitely enlarged and beautified. Maybe this was once just an ordinary look at each other, a passionate kiss, a moment of vain mood. Now, they are all given different meanings, and this meaning will become more meaningful and profound due to the misfortune of real life.
The more unsatisfactory our current life is, the better the memories of the past will be. What was originally an ordinary look at each other may be regarded as a long-awaited encounter by people who are going through many hardships; what was originally a passionate kiss is just an act derived from the original impulse in the heart. In loneliness, In the eyes of lonely people, it may be regarded as a promise to stay together forever...
Sad thoughts are like floods. If we don’t build river embankments, reshape river channels, and solve the problem at its root, one day, when the inner flood embankment collapses, the suffocating sadness will sweep over us again. It’s true. Truly irreversible!
Since Xiang Chuchu began to flee the world, her life has never been as happy and peaceful as it is today. She followed Su Qing, Bai Feng and others on the journey to Beizhen Yuyi. Su Qing planned to settle down her family first and then deal with the affairs of the Zhao family's little sister.
Compared with the days when there was no trace of Su Qing for three or two days, and the days when she was so anxious, now, Xiang Chuchu lives a very happy life every day.
She started taking medicine regularly, which Tao Wuyong had specially left behind when he was leaving. The pedantic and stubborn old man was used to being hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Before sneaking away with his apprentice He Zhong, he left enough medicine for the "Mrs. Xiang" he called "Mrs. Xiang".
For this reason, Xiang Chuchu was able to gradually return to a normal diet. Even during a tiring journey, her body could slowly return to its former glory. Later, she even recovered to the point where she could help with some chores. .
If she had to express some dissatisfaction with such a free life, Xiang Chuchu would complain to others: "It's a pity that I couldn't take that piano away."
When these words reached Su Qing's ears, the guy immediately felt the promise from Xiang Chuchu's side: "When you settle down and I finish my work, I'll go and steal the piano!"
Su Qing was afraid of causing the other party to be haunted by worries again. She relied on Xiang Chuchu in almost every decision and regarded his wife's opinions and standards as everything. This was completely different from the other couple who were traveling together.
At first, everyone thought that Mrs. Xiang's words were just temporary meaning, so they didn't have too many scruples. Only Murong Yan felt something was wrong in her heart, because she had heard some stories about Mrs. Xiang from Zhao Xiaomei, and Based on this, some incredible inferences were drawn.
However, in daily life, no matter how she tested the other party, Murong Yan could not definitely confirm her suspicions.
Facing the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, horse hooves ringing golden bells, time passes like this day by day.
Until one day, they happened to pass by a river. The river is a hundred feet wide, and there are many fishermen casting their nets on both sides of the river. There is a small village around it, and a few passenger boats or fishing boats pass by from time to time.
That day, at dusk, a passenger ship passed by the waters beside them and was about to dock to rest. If this ship was an ordinary passenger ship, it would not attract passers-by.
Half a hundred feet across the shore, wisps of piano music could be heard from the boat. People who knew about this boat's comings and goings all sighed: "It's that couple again!"
"Wait a minute!" Mrs. Xiang, who was sitting in the carriage, echoed along with the old man on the river bank: "How can anyone in a place like this know such superb piano skills?"
Just listen to the sound of the piano getting closer and closer, and the passenger ship slowly docks and stops. The guests on the boat disembarked one by one, leaving only one boatman on the bow to take care of the decoration.
After a while, the sound of the piano stopped, and a woman came out of the houseboat. The dim sunlight shone on the river. She picked up a few strands of hair from her temples with both hands, and picked up the old and yellowed white cloth long skirt on her body. She smiled and looked at each other with the man on the boat, said a few words, and then silently followed the other man's actions. Chores.
At this moment, Xiang Chuchu suddenly got off the carriage, walked to the place where the ship was moored, and asked sadly: "Excuse me, madam, who is your piano master?"
The woman looked confused and replied: "It's... hard to say. Girl, what do you want from me?"
"I'm just surprised that Madam is so good at playing the piano. Why do you want to stay on the ship?"
"I'm just making a living. I play the piano. If I can recruit more literati, my life will be easier tomorrow..."
After that, the woman called to the man next to her and asked him to deal with the new guests before returning to the houseboat.
"Excuse me, is the girl going to cross the river?"
"No, thank you both for your kindness."
Xiang Chuchu lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking about. When she turned to leave, she didn't notice Zi Chai who had been following her and almost knocked her into the river.
That night they stayed in the fishing village. Suffering from the reappearance of Xiangchu Chu's sad face, the little maid Zichai came to Murong Yan overnight and asked her to use her power as a witch to persuade her young lady, saying: "My young lady must be someone else. I remember what happened to Lord Xiang, I guess Miss Murong also knows about it, right?"
Murong Yan knew that her abilities were limited, but she couldn't see Mrs. Xiang returning to the decadent state when they first met, so she could only reluctantly agree to this request.
The moonlight was misty that night, and a layer of light mist floated on the river. Mrs. Xiang stayed alone in her room. In order to meet Murong Yan, she deliberately sent Su Qing and Bai Feng away for various reasons.
She sat in front of the door, her expression on her face was exactly the same as before: gloomy complexion, frowning brows, pursed lips, and said: "Miss Murong, please sit next to me."
Murong Yan did as she was told, sat next to her, slowly held her hand, and asked: "Mrs. Xiang... no, it's better to call you Mrs. Su?"
"It's up to you...I don't care anymore."
"How can you say that? Didn't you and Mr. Su talk and laugh a few days ago?" Murong Yan questioned: "Is it possible that Mr. Su did something wrong?"
"No, he is right... Ever since Miss Murong and Mr. Bai arrived, Mr. Su has seemed to be a completely different person... Although Mr. Su and I have lived together for several years, we actually spend less time together and more separation. It was on the wedding day, after he slept with me, he disappeared the next day!"
"So, when you saw the boatman and his wife on the river bank, you felt something in your heart and felt that you couldn't have such a peaceful and peaceful life?" Murong Yan comforted her calmly as she watched the other party's gradually collapsing emotions.
"Mr. Su's nature is like this. Chu Chu doesn't expect him to change for anyone. But if one day I can't stand it anymore and commit suicide... I hope someone can bring these words to Mr. Su..."
"What words?"
Xiang Chuchu looked at Murong Yan, took the pen and ink, wrote a letter, stuffed it into his arms, and begged, "Please don't tell Mr. Su before I die."
