When she woke up again, a dazzling light came over her. She opened her eyes with difficulty and heard someone shouting: "Miss Ling is awake. [Download the novel www
Then there were a lot of messy footsteps, and a group of people gathered around, all wearing white hexagrams. Where is this? Is this heaven? She died and came to heaven?
As she thought this, she finally opened her eyes completely and saw a middle-aged man with a stethoscope hanging around his neck. When she opened her eyes, he said, "Inspector Ling, how do you feel now?"
When her throat went dry, who was this? She looked like a doctor, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Where is this?"
"Inspector Ling, this is a hospital. You were injured while performing a mission and were brought to the hospital. Do you know that you have been in coma for more than a month." The doctor smiled softly.[
What did she hear? The doctor called her Inspector Ling. Where is she? Did she wear it back...
Until one day later, she could get out of bed and stand in front of the mirror and see her face. She in the mirror was no longer the old woman, but a 28-year-old female inspector Ling Yue.
.
She put it back on and became Ling Yue.
For a moment, she was very confused. How could she wear it back? She had returned to the 21st century. Would she never be able to touch him again?
At this time, she heard a knock on the door. She came to her senses and walked back.
"Sir Ling..." Here comes her subordinate Xiao Ke, a young man in his early twenties who has just joined the police force and is ambitious and willing to work hard.
"Xiao Ke, you're here..." For a while, she was not used to others calling her this name, so she just sat back.
"Sir Ling, everyone is very worried about you. They were very happy when they heard that you were awake and sent me to see you." The little brother held the flowers in his hands and consciously started to dress her.
Ling Yue heard this and knew it well. Because of her dull personality and strict requirements on herself and her subordinates, everyone in her team was very afraid of her. The only one who was not afraid of her was
It's probably just a small deal.
"I'm interested..." Ling Yue lay back on the bed. She only suffered a hit on her head. She didn't expect that she would sleep for a month. What puzzled her most was that she had lived there for decades, but she couldn't do anything here.
It's just that I've been in a coma for a few months.
"Chief Ling, do you want some water?" Xiao Ke said and poured her a glass of water for her to drink.
"Thank you for coming to see me. I didn't even have time to greet you." She was still adjusting to returning to this familiar world, with new names and new characters. Suddenly, a word rang in her ears.
In this life, I have you, and I have no regrets. In the next life, when I look for you again, you must remember me...
Will he come to look for her? Or is he in this world? Her mind is confused, but she feels that she has a lot of things to do.
"Sir Ling..."
When she came to her senses, the young subordinate was still there, talking to her nonchalantly!
She then inquired about the recent status of case handling, and learned that her team was temporarily managed by another inspector.
After seeing off Xiao Ke, the leader of the police station came. Her leader, Superintendent Wang, just wanted her to have a good rest, so she took the opportunity to ask for a leave. She had been in the police force for six years and had accumulated annual leave.
It was too much. This time she took two months off at once. She wanted to take a good rest.
Her boss quickly agreed to her request, and the next day she packed up her gifts and left for the country.[
She took a plane to Liaozhou, which is now Shandong. Liaozhou is now a well-known seaport city in China. She got off the plane and checked the map to go to Minguo Road.
The streets of the old days are gone. They are surrounded by spacious roads, high-rise buildings, busy cars and buses, and dense crowds of people coming and going. The familiar Liaozhou has disappeared.
"Miss, are you here for a trip?" The driver driving in front saw that she was wearing a pair of long jeans and a plaid shirt, and kept looking out the window without saying anything.
"Well, yes." She replied calmly. This street was obviously very unfamiliar, but at this moment, she knew exactly where this street led to.
Just turn another corner and you should be there.
"Miss, are you going to Mufu Garden? This is the former residence of the great warlord Mu Chenyi. Today is also a public open day. Miss, you came at the right time." The driver introduced happily, and the car had already turned around.
"Really?" Her heart was beating fast. Thinking that it was coming soon, she felt a little uneasy.
"The city of Liaozhou used to be like this. This Republic of China Street was full of Western-style houses and courtyard houses. Now they have been demolished one after another, and only Mufu Garden is left. Because it is Mu Dashuai's former residence, it has always been
It has been preserved and is now turned into a museum." Liaozhou is also a city with historical heritage, and the driver is half a tour guide, introducing it to her with great interest.
Just as he was talking, Mufu Garden arrived.
"Miss, we're here."
She paid the money, took her bag and went down. The original Mu family mansion is now a museum run by the "government". It happened that it was the peak tourist season when she came. There were many people visiting Mufu Garden. Come to the door.
There was a queue, and everyone bought a ticket to go in. Unexpectedly, one day when she entered Mu's house, she had to buy a ticket to get in.
There were people coming and going, and tour guides came with groups. She got off the car and followed a group in.
"Everyone, come and see here..." The tour guide led everyone to the east courtyard, "This is the east courtyard. It is rumored that this is the place where the great warlord Mu Chenyi entertains guests. I heard that this wall collapsed, Mu Chen
It was rebuilt in the 21st year of the Republic of China. There was a fire here in the 1980s, so the east courtyard you see now was rebuilt in the 1980s based on historical prototypes."
She stood quietly under the wall, and only she knew what she was feeling in her heart. This wall was already new, and she knew it when she stood over it. She was responsible for renovating the wall, and she knew it very well.
"Everyone, follow me again..." The tour guide led the tourists inside and passed the courtyard. The original garden has been built into a tourist service center, selling all kinds of cheongsam, and the staff are wearing the warlord uniforms of the Republic of China to take photos.
service.
Walking further inside is the Yazhu Courtyard where she once lived. It has been converted into a display area for cultural relics, and the general layout is still there.
"This was originally the residence of Mu Chenyi's wife Huo. According to unofficial records, Mu Chenyi's wife Huo was a very powerful woman. She once divorced Mu Chenyi fiercely and married three times. Mu Chenyi was
After the assassination in Peiping, she was blown up on the ship while taking a boat to Hong Kong."
"Tour guide, I read a book that said that Mu Chenyi did not die at all, but went to Canada. Later, Premier Chiang personally went to Canada to ask him to come out, but he refused." A young girl said.
"Those are all unofficial histories, not credible." The tour guide hurriedly passed by, "Come here to see, everyone, there are portraits of Mu Chenyi and his wife. Mu Dashuai is known as the first of the four young masters of the Republic of China, the most handsome man in the world
Famous. His wife Huo is also a world-famous beauty."
Sihan's heart suffocated, and she realized that these were just photos from some old newspapers, in which he and himself were photographed.
It turns out that she really existed in history. She actually existed. So what was the previous history like? Did she really change history?
"Young lady, you can't touch this with your hands..." the tour guide held her hand, "These are precious cultural relics, you can only look at them, not touch them." [
She had no choice but to pull her hand back and stared blankly.
"Miss Tour Guide, tell us what kind of person Mu Chenyi is?"
"Some people say that Mu Chenyi ended the warlord war and made great contributions to China. Others say that Mu Chenyi was autocratic and dictatorial, combining military and political power. Moreover, he signed a traitorous treaty with the Japanese and restored the monarchy. Even
It is rumored that he once ordered his subordinates to massacre the city, and hundreds of thousands of people died in his hands. But I am a native of Liaozhou. My grandfather told me that Mu Chenyi was only ten years old when he was in Liaozhou, but he never
I’ve never been hungry.”
As soon as the tour guide said this, everyone fell silent for a while.
"So many people of the older generation in Liaozhou say he is a good man."
She listened quietly, and when she heard this, she really smiled. She could not be more satisfied than now. She thought that if Mu Chenyi saw people's evaluation of him now, he should also
It’s comforting!
"Let's take a look at this cheongsam. This sapphire blue hollow silk cheongsam is Mrs. Mu's favorite. As you can see in the photos, Mrs. Mu is always wearing this cheongsam." The tour guide suddenly introduced, "This one
The cheongsam had originally been lost overseas. A friend of Mrs. Mu saw the cheongsam and had someone make a replica of it. It is exactly the same as the original."
"It's so beautiful... You must have a particularly dignified and noble temperament to wear this cheongsam." The girl on the side said with a glimmer of envy in her eyes.
"The original version of this cheongsam is in the hands of a Chinese jewelry dealer in Canada. The National Cultural Heritage Administration once tried to contact the businessman to donate the original cheongsam, but the businessman refused, saying that it was a family heirloom." The tour guide continued.
introduced.
When she heard this, her heart was shocked. A family heirloom, by the way, wood. If the current history is what she has experienced, then her son Mu Mu might still be alive.
"Are you a descendant of Mr. Mu?"
"Maybe?"
She didn't want to listen anymore. After leaving Mu's house, she found a hotel to stay.
She began to search for information about Mu Haoxuan, but unfortunately there was very little. She remembered that he made a piece of jewelry for her last time before his death, called Yue's Heart. She searched for Yue's Heart again, and she found some information.
The design of Yue Zhixin is the word "Yue", using an oracle bone pattern, which he drew personally. She checked Yue Zhixin's boss again, and finally mentioned in an inconspicuous news that the boss of Yue Zhixin was a
A Chinese-Canadian, thirty years old, young and promising. The boss of Yue Zhixin has always kept a low profile and rarely lets newspapers photograph them.
After receiving the news, she got on a plane to Toronto, Canada the next day.
When she came to a familiar town, she found that even after so many years, the town still retained its original flavor. The roads were not that wide and there were not that many tall buildings, which made people's lives calm and peaceful.
When she arrived at Mu Yue Manor, she was stopped by someone: "Sorry, miss, this is a private manor, you can't go in."
She is not discouraged, at least the manor is still there.
"Is the owner here? I want to visit him." she asked.
"The owner here never accepts visitors. Miss, please come back!" The gatekeeper was gentle and polite, with a slight smile on his lips.
Yes, she has another identity now, so how can people meet her?
But now that she is here, she is not willing to leave like this.
"Okay, let me leave a note. Please give it to the owner of the house when he comes back. I will always be here, waiting for his reply." She said, and marked the name of her previous life on a piece of paper.
I left another phone number.
The guardian still accepted it and nodded.
She had no choice but to leave, hoping that the note would be seen by the Mu family.
She found a small hotel to stay in a small town and inquired a lot about Mu Yue Manor. A very remarkable person lived here, and she heard that the "government" took good care of the owner of the manor. She went there again
She went to the school where Mu Mu went to school, but it was still there. She stood at the school gate, listening to the children's play, and felt sad for a moment.
When she returned to the town, the phone rang: "Is this Miss Ling?"
"Hello, I am exactly that."
"We are here at Mu Yue Manor. My master wants to see you. I wonder when Miss Ling will be free?"
"I have time now. Are you at Mu Yue Manor? I'll come now." She was very surprised and said hurriedly.
"Okay, my master will wait for you here."
After hanging up the phone, she took her coat and rented a local car to drive over. This time the housekeeper guarding the door let her in easily.
"Miss Ling, it's not convenient to drive inside, please come with me!" the housekeeper stopped her at the door and said.
"Okay." She got out of the car happily and followed the housekeeper in.
As soon as she entered the manor, she smelled the strong fragrance of flowers. As she walked further inside, she saw endless roses of various colors, with different varieties and colorful colors.
"Miss Ling asked me to come with you..." The housekeeper led her away again, and along the way she saw a white western-style building.
When she walked into the courtyard and saw that the swing was still there, she almost burst into tears.
"Miss Ling, our master is waiting for you inside." The housekeeper saw her staring at the swing in a daze and said.
"Okay." She smiled toothily and followed in.
The owner of the family looked to be in his thirties, with a tall and tall figure. Sihan recognized him as a descendant of the Mu family at a glance, because she saw a pair of dimples on his face.
"Hello, Miss Ling." He came over and extended his hand to her in a very gentlemanly manner.
"Hello, may I ask who you are..."
"My surname is Mu, and my Chinese name is Mu Ya. You can call me Jacques." Mu Ya introduced herself very gentlemanly.
"My name is Ling Yue..." She introduced herself briefly, "I'm very grateful that you are willing to meet me..."
"I want to know why Miss Ling handed me this note and why she wrote those three words on it?" Jacques said, putting the note in front of her.
She thought about it and finally said: "I had a dream. In the dream, there was a woman who kept saying a name, Jinyu... She said that in a small town in Toronto, there was a beautiful sea of flowers that was hers.
Her husband built it for her. She also said that on an island in the Pacific, she accompanied her husband to work at sunrise and rest at sunset."
She spoke passionately, and her eyes were slightly moist.
Jacques listened with a complicated expression: "Miss Ling, what you said doesn't seem to be true..."
"I don't think it's real either, but the woman in the dream urged me to come here to see the old people and old things." I just don't know if the old people are still there?
Jacques' face was even darker, but it was impossible for outsiders to know the things she said.
"Miss Ling, I think I want to take you to meet two people."
So, two days later, she got on Jacques' special plane and flew to an island in the Pacific.
"My grandpa and grandma live here. This place was bought by my grandpa for my grandma. Every place here has their traces. It has been more than half a century.
It hasn't been touched." Jacques introduced it to her when she got off the plane.
Of course she knew that this place was so familiar to her that she thought she was still Huo Sihan and that nothing had changed. She even wondered if he would live here too, just waiting for her to find him!
"Those wooden chairs and wooden tables were all made by him..." Her hand fell on the bench by the door, as if there was still his warmth on it.
"My great-grandfather made it. My great-grandfather fell ill in his later years, and he and my great-grandmother lived here in seclusion. My wife was keen on doing carpentry in her later years, and he did all these things." Jacques saw that she had a strange look on her face, and he
said.
She didn't respond, so she slowly went in.
When Jacques went in, the first person who came out was an old lady who was nearly a hundred years old. She was in good health. He saw her first and said, "This is Miss Ling..."
"Yes, milk." Jacques supported the old lady, "Ms. Ling, this is my milk."
She recognized that this was Mo Mo. Although she was old, thin, had age spots on her face, and her hair was gray, she still recognized that this was Mo Mo. For a moment, she felt like she was confused about time.
feeling.
"Hello..." She walked over and held the old lady's hand, her voice slightly choked with sobs.
"Hello. My wood has been waiting for you for a long time. Come with me!" The old lady took her hand and walked inside.
Walking further inside, there is Yazhuyuan, where she lives, and the couple actually live here.
As soon as she entered, she saw an old man sitting on a bench, closing his eyes and concentrating.
"Wooden wood, Miss Ling is here..."
Mu Mu opened his eyes, showing an expression of surprise, looking at her without blinking, and then stood up with the crutch in his hand.
"Miss Ling..." His voice couldn't contain his excitement, "Your name is Ling Yue..."
"Yes, my name is Ling Yue..." At this moment, she actually had the illusion that Mu Mu recognized her.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The wooden hand was shaking slightly, and he almost couldn't hold on to the crutch. Fortunately, Jacques came over to support him, and he could barely stand still.
He was waiting for her... She walked over: "Hello, Mr. Mu..."
"Hello..." Mu Mu looked her up and down, "Miss Ling is from China..."
"Yes, I live in Hong Kong." she replied.
"So, Miss Ling is from our hometown, come and sit here." He had not been so happy for many, many years.
"Thank you, Mr. Mu." She sat next to Mu Mu.
"Don't get excited yet. Miss Ling is already here. We can have a good chat..." The old lady sat next to the old man. He was old and in poor health, and his heart could not bear such great joy and sorrow.
"I'm not excited, I'm happy." Mu Mu smiled, "Miss Ling, do you want to visit our island?"
"good."
She was worried that the old couple was not in good health. Seeing that they were slowly getting up, she followed them.
"This house was built by my father for my mother. Every place here is built according to their previous home. The place I am in now is my mother's residence." The old man said slowly.
Walking to the closet over there, "Ms. Ling, come and see here. There are many cheongsams here. My mother likes to wear cheongsams. In my memory, she looks very beautiful in cheongsams, especially this one..."
He took out the sapphire blue silk hollow cheongsam: "This is my mother's favorite cheongsam in her life. My father especially likes to see my mother wearing this cheongsam. When my father died, my mother was
Wear this cheongsam as a gift to him."
When he finished speaking, her tears fell down and she quickly wiped them away.
"Miss Ling, do you want to give it a try?" the old lady on the side saw her tears and couldn't help but said.
She came across this cheongsam. This cheongsam was well preserved. The fabric seemed to be new and the color was still so bright.
"Miss Ling, there is a fitting room over there." The old lady pointed to the side and said.
She nodded and actually took the cheongsam to try on.
Jacques on the side was very puzzled. Grandma and grandpa regarded this cheongsam as a treasure and had carefully preserved it for so many years. But today it had to be worn by an outsider like this.
She put on this cheongsam, and unexpectedly it fit her surprisingly well. Every inch fit her body, and no part was superfluous.
"Miss Ling looks very suitable. This cheongsam is for you." Mu Mu looked at her in admiration and said.
She was a little shocked, but she didn't seem surprised. She just touched the fabric of the cheongsam from time to time, feeling sad.
Mu Mu also showed her some of his parents' old belongings, each of which was in excellent condition. They were all family heirlooms of the Mu family and were to be passed down from generation to generation.
"This painting was made by my father. My mother had been away from my father for ten years. My father painted this painting based on his memory. Miss Ling, look, my mother Bao is wearing the cheongsam you are wearing in this painting.
." Mu Mu unfolded the old painting and said.
Sihan couldn't hide her excitement and unconsciously touched the painting with her hand.
"Your father's paintings are so beautiful..."
"My father was an extraordinary man. He served in the military all his life, but he was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. My mother especially liked to copy my father's calligraphy during her lifetime. You see, I still have a lot of my mother's old works and mine here.
Father's copybook." He took out things he never took out and laid them out.
"Mr. Mu's handwriting is so beautiful..." She remembered that his handwriting was drawn inward, and she paid special attention to imitating it when she was learning it.
"Yes, my mother has been very strong in her life. I think she has subdued my father in her life." He put away the calligraphy and paintings one by one, "Miss Ling, let's go out for a walk!"
She nodded: "Okay..."
"Miss Ling, I've been waiting for you to come..." We walked to the garden at the back and there was a bench on the southeast patio. "My father named the last jewelry Yue's Heart. I know there must be a purpose for it.
Sure enough, I waited until you came..."
"I believe that your parents will be happy for you to see that you are living so well and that your life is so peaceful and happy." She finally let go of the heavy stone in her heart and no longer cared about this place.
He turned to look at her, held his wife's hand tightly, and the old couple looked at each other and smiled.
"If Miss Ling doesn't mind, you can stay here for a while. This place was the last refuge of my father and mother, and it was here that my father passed away." Mu Mu sighed.
She agreed and stayed on the island for half a month, until her boss called her and summoned her back for an urgent case, so she had no choice but to return in a hurry.
When leaving, Mu Mu handed her a pocket watch again: "My mother kept this watch close to her during her lifetime. It is a relic of my father. My father's biggest regret during his lifetime was that he died in a foreign country and could not return to Liaozhou. Since Miss Ling wants
Please wear this watch when you return to China. This way, my father has fulfilled his last wish and finally returned."
She accepted the watch, and when she opened it there was a photo of her and him. She looked at the watch again, and it was still the same time. Her eyes were slightly red, and she whispered: "Thank you..."
"Take care..." Mumu looked at her deeply and watched her get on the plane. Then, supported by his wife, he walked back step by step.
She watched them go away on the plane, and then the plane took off, and she could only see a little shadow!