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Chapter 7593 Begonia opened and fell (6)

The problems faced by Chen Kang are also more difficult than before.

In the evening, Yan Jia came out of Zhouzhou's room.

If he doesn't come out, the housekeeper doesn't dare to rush him.

There are several paintings on the table, all created by Yan Jia in one day. The light of the setting sun shines on the paper, and the black and white line paintings have a simple and distant color.

Seeing that Yan Jia was in good spirits, the housekeeper smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, why are all your paintings in black and white?"

"Zhouzhou likes coloring, so leave it for Zhouzhou to color." Yan Jia raised the corners of his lips and stood at the door.

"It's almost dinner time, Mr. Yan, let me take you for a walk in the back garden. The doctor also said you should take a walk every day."

Yan Jia did not refuse.

It was in the evening when the sun was setting in the west, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and the white clouds in the sky were dyed orange-red.

Pink flowers and willows are green, and the lake is rippling. There is a layer of ripples blown by the wind on the lake in the back garden, reflecting the orange color of the sky, like a clear mirror.

Swans swim around in the lake, fish occasionally jump out of the lake, and willow branches hang on the water, swaying in the wind.

Late in the day, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

The rockery pavilions all leave the most beautiful shadows in the sunset.

Yan Jia walked very slowly.

His dark pupils were also the orange of dusk. The man walked slowly with his hands behind his back without saying a word, leaving the last light and shadow of the day on his white shirt.

Walking to the goldfish pond, Yan Jia saw Zhouzhou's rabbit.

Rabbits are eating grass, probably brought here by the servants.

He stood still and looked at the leisurely rabbit at his feet.

Yan Jia squatted down and hooked the rabbit's chin with his fingers. The silly rabbit was still chewing grass in its mouth and glanced at him.

Yan Jia smiled: "You are really just like Zhouzhou, as stupid as you are."

"Mr. Yan, you really like the young master," the housekeeper said.

"He was born stupid. He has no intelligence at all. He is quite stupid in every aspect. He will suffer a lot if he follows that stupid woman." Yan Jia touched the rabbit, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually stopped, "Lin Zhi is the most beautiful person in my life."

Disgusting woman, if I see her again one day, I won’t let her have an easy time."

At the end of the sentence, Yan Jia's voice became hoarse and he could no longer say a word.

The rabbit slipped away from Yan Jia's hands and ran to the other side to eat grass.

Yan Jia squatted alone on the empty lawn, his eyes were in a daze, and it took him a long time to regain the last light in his eyes.

The butler didn't dare to say another word.

It is getting late, and the light of the setting sun is fading little by little, until the last light is swallowed up by the night.

All the lights in Jiangshan Garden were turned on, but they were still brightly lit.

The wind blows, and the white pear blossoms fall into the clear lake water with the wind. The white color on the lake surface becomes more and more, like the tears of the lake water.

The catkins are blown by the breeze and the moonlight is melting.

The light of the street lamp fell on Yan Jia. It took him a long time to stand up slowly, and his eyes were dark.



After Yan Jia was discharged from the hospital, his appetite was not very good and he could not eat anything.

After eating a few mouthfuls of porridge for dinner, he put down his bowl and chopsticks.

The servant brought medicine and warm water, he swallowed it, and said to the housekeeper and servant who were standing beside him: "Do you also think that I am useless? I can't survive even one illness, and I almost died.

I didn't even pick it up. I always thought that I was still the young man who could play with the world and be free and unrestrained. Now look, what young man is, young, nothing more than a body of flesh and blood, just hanging on for a breath."
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