The housekeeper opened the door, glanced at Sheng Fuheng on the recliner, and whispered to the servant behind him, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb the old man."
"yes."
After closing the door, the housekeeper sighed.
Since the Sheng family property was divided, Sheng Fuheng returned to the imperial capital, Ronglan Garden.
He no longer cares about anything outside and stays in the Banyan Garden every day, either walking in the garden or staying in the bedroom all day.
The lounge chair creaked.
The windows were closed tightly, blocking out the cold winter wind.
Sheng Fuheng held a photo frame in his hand and gently touched Lu Wanxiang on it.
His eyes slowly moved to the heavy snow falling outside.
In this life, he has been dandy, prosperous, depressed, happy, miserable...
This life is enough.
Xiangxiang!
Lu Wanxiang.
In the heavy snow, his thoughts gradually wandered away.
"Master, Master, if you go out at this time, I will be angry."
Young Sheng Fuheng adjusted his coat and said, "Just be angry when you are angry. Am I still afraid of him?"
The housekeeper said earnestly, "Master, someone from the Lu family came to see my wife today. I specifically asked the young master to go there."
Sheng Fuheng, who was stopped by the housekeeper, reluctantly walked to his mother's room.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked over.
In the heavy snow, a girl wearing old-fashioned women's clothing stood under the eaves. She was closing her umbrella and handed a light blue oil-paper umbrella to the servant nearby.
When he raised his eyes, he saw the man standing opposite him in the heavy snow.
Snowflakes are flying, and the vision is misty.
Although there were more than ten steps away, he could clearly see the woman smiling at him through the snowflakes in the sky.
There was a shy blush on her cheeks.
"Aheng!"
She shouted softly.
Sheng Fuheng felt that his whole body was lightened up by the sound, and he was attracted by the sound and slowly walked towards her.
"Xiangxiang! I'm coming!"
The strength of the withered fingers holding the photo frame gradually weakened, and the photo frame fell to the ground with a clang.
The man and woman embracing each other showed happy smiles among the broken glass.
…
The former leader of the Sheng family, Sheng Fuheng, died of illness. Even though the Sheng family has now been divided, it is no longer as prosperous as before.
But many people still came to Sheng Fuheng's funeral.
After the grand funeral was held, Sheng Minghui did not leave, but came to Longyu.
Looking at Ye Nanyue who was becoming more and more silent, Sheng Minghui sighed, "Prince Y's wedding is next week, you should have received the invitation letter!"
"Um."
"are you going?"
Ye Nanyue shook her head, "Be prepared to refuse."
She was not in the mood to go.
But Sheng Minghui said to her, "Nanyue, I don't necessarily want to persuade you. I just think that you have been immersed in sadness and you can't go on like this."
Holding Ye Nanyue's hand, she spoke earnestly, "There have been a lot of things going on recently, and I know it's normal that you can't handle it for a while."
"But if you stay at home and don't go out, you will never be able to reconcile."
Ye Nanyue half-closed her eyelids and said nothing.
"According to your previous proposal, Aina will always say that you are good friends to the public."
"As a good friend, how can you not go when she gets married?"
"Just go and relax!"
Sheng Minghui persuaded her for a long time, and Ye Nanyue finally nodded, "Okay."
After persuading Ye Nanyue and making an appointment with her, Sheng Minghui left.
When he saw Shi Wenye at the gate, he walked towards him and said to him, "Nanyue agreed to go to Country Y to attend the wedding."
"Thank you." Shi Wenye expressed sincere gratitude.
Sheng Minghui shook her head, "I also hope she can come out."
It's night.
After washing up, Shi Wenye felt wet and hot, lifted up the quilt and got in.
He hugged Ye Nanyue from behind, who had her back turned to him, and kissed her earlobe.
His movements were very gentle, yet extremely enthusiastic.
His fingers went up from the hem of his pajamas.
The temperature in the room gradually increased, but Shi Wenye felt that Ye Nanyue was not committed and she was not emotional.
"Nan Yue!" Shi Wenye shouted in frustration, leaning over her and whispering, "I hope you are happy."
A tear slipped from the corner of Ye Nanyue's eyes, "I want it too."
But she couldn't do it.
Ye Nanyue was trembling slightly, "As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw Ali. I heard her calling her mother, and she told me that it hurt... But I had no choice, I could only watch.
Watching her in the fire..."
The more she spoke, the more Ye Nanyue began to tremble violently.
Shi Wenye hugged her tightly and kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes distressedly, without any lust, only pity.
"This will pass, everything will pass."
Will it pass?
Ye Nanyue asked herself in her heart.
Ye Nanyue cried a lot. She was tired from crying and fell into a deep sleep.
Shi Wenye looked at her, got out of bed, and came outside.
I walked to the study, took out a cigarette, stood in front of the window, looked at the winter night, and smoked silently.
One after another.
Until the entire pack of cigarettes was smoked, and there were cigarette butts under my feet.
Shi Wenye habitually took out his mobile phone, clicked on the video, and clicked on the photo album.
When he saw Ali's painting, he smiled slightly, but it was quickly covered by pain.
He watched all the videos and photos in silence, and the sky was already turning blue-gray white.
Dial the number and the other party will be connected quickly.
"Is there any news?" he asked habitually. This was a question he would ask every morning and every night.
The answer from the other party is almost always the same, "Not at the moment. If there is news, we will notify you as soon as possible."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Wenye looked at the distant sky.
It has been almost two months since Ali disappeared, but there is still no news.
fortunately……
He didn't tell Ye Nanyue that Ali was still alive, otherwise...
Nanyue is about to experience this pain of being tortured by vain hopes.
fortunately!
He turned around and returned to the bedroom, looked at Ye Nanyue who was still sleeping, kissed her, and continued to sleep with her in his arms.
All the celebrities and nobles gathered in this church, where the most noble bishop of Country Y read out the wedding vows to the newlyweds.
Start taking the next steps again.
Royal weddings are luxurious and complicated, with unique solemnity.
At the end of the long ceremony, Ye Nanyue dealt with it a bit and returned to the lounge a little tired.
Taking off her shoes, Ye Nanyue rubbed her ankles and sat on the sofa to rest.
"Ali, Ali!"
Suddenly, several little boys screamed outside the window.
When Ye Nanyue heard the word Ali, she stood up suddenly and ran to the window. She saw a little boy in evening dress running towards the edge of the lawn.
And over there, the back of a little girl wearing a dress flashed past.